(Katniss' POV)
I leave Peeta with a smile I can't keep off my face. I sit in a desk close to the teacher's desk. The room fills up in the next few minutes and I hear people mumble, "Hey, it's mute girl," or stuff like that when they pass me. I don't really listen but try to avoid being called on. When class is over I hurry out and wait by Peeta's locker. A tall boy comes up, "What, Mayor boy sunk down to a girl who can't talk? Sad!" He taunts. His friend smashes my books out my hands. That's it! I run up to him and tap his shoulder. He turns around and my hand slaps his cheek. He isn't even phased by my hit. He grabs my wrist, "Don't do that. No one and I mean no one slaps Finnick Odair!" He warns before releasing my arm. I turn around and see Peeta picking up my books. I run over to him.
"Hi Katniss, ready for lunch?" He asks. I nod and take my books back from him. He leads me down the hall and into the cafeteria. I find a seat and he sits next to me. "Tell me about yourself," Peeta says eating his sandwich.
"Do you know sign language?" I write him. He shakes his head, "Sorry."
I smile and grab a pen, "Sorry but am I annoying you?"
"No, you're fine. I could learn. Anyway, that Cato guy who is he to you?" He tells me. Who should I make him out to be? A family, friend? No maybe just a guardian?
"He is a guardian, my parents thought I needed someone to help me," I write.
"Oh! I thought he was your boyfriend!" He laughs.
"No. Besides I like someone else," I pass him the paper. I wish he will learn sign language soon.
"Who?"
"You," I write with a smiley face. He blushes.
"Hey after school would you like to come over to my house and just hang? You could even teach me some sign language, what-a-ya say?" He smirks.
I nod. Maybe I will like this place.