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Chapter 3

"Did you hear the news?" Gayo exclaimed towards the end of lunch period. Rose was sitting underneath a shady tree with Lily while the other teens sat at picnic tables.

"They are starting up the Hunger Games again!" Gayo announced.

"Maybe I can be in the show," Rose said out loud. Gayo shot a look at her.

"The show?" he snapped.

"Yeah, the games are just an act for all of Panem," Rose replied. Gayo and a few other people began laughing.

"How stupid are you?" Gayo chuckled.

"Stupid enough to know that if I aim an arrow at you, I can release the arrow and it can pierce through your flesh," Rose growled. Gayo rolled his eyes.

"The Hunger Games aren't at all an act," Gayo said.

"That's what my mom told me," Rose snorted. "And she never lies."

"And who is your mom?" Gayo sneered.

Rose lifted her head higher with pride and stared into Gayo's eyes and said—for she knew her mom was important—"Katniss Everdeen."

Gasps came from most of the kids. Most of them stared at her.

"Your mom is the Katniss Everdeen?" Lily asked.

"Well, she's Katniss Mellark now," Rose replied.

"Your mom, the famous Katniss Everdeen, lied to you about the games?" Gayo asked.

"Was she a big part in the act?" Rose wondered.

"The games aren't an act!" Gayo exclaimed.

"Then what are they? Because I don't think that my mom would ever lie to me!"

Before Gayo could answer, the bell rang; reminding the high schoolers that lunch period was over. Everybody began to pack up the remains of their lunch and shoved it into their school bags.

While they walked back into the school, Lily said, "You really don't know what the games really are? You mom used to be the biggest part in them."

"My mom told me it was a show and she never lies to me."

"Or does she?" Lily mumbled.

Lily skipped ahead of Rose, catching up with her classmates, leaving Rose behind thinking. Maybe they're all right. Maybe Mom is lying to me. But…why?

Catching her senses, Rose ran up to catch up to her class.

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"Where were you today during lunch period?" Rose asked Tahmo on their walk home.

"In the library, picking up a book," Tahmo said.

"At least you weren't outside with the rest of us," Rose sighed.

"What do you mean?"

"Gayo and the others were saying that Mom was lying about the Hunger Games being a show," Rose explained. "And I think they're right."

"Mom lied to us?" Tahmo asked.

"They were all saying that Mom was a huge part of the Hunger Games," Rose said. "Maybe Mom lied to us because she doesn't want us knowing about her and the games."

"If the games aren't an act, then what are they?" Tahmo wondered.

"I don't know. They wouldn't say."

"Well, I want to find out," Tahmo snorted. Rose ruffled his dark hair.

"Little, curious brother," Rose grinned.

"You're only 2 years older than me," replied Tahmo.

"I'll be 17 soon," Rose snorted. "So I can still ruffle your hair and call you 'Little brother.'"

The two of them giggled. "Hey, I have an idea," Rose said. "Let's visit Dad at the bakery."

"Sure!"

Rose and Tahmo flew down the road and ran towards Peeta's bakery. They entered the stone and log building. The scent of pastries hit their noses right away.

As they were putting their school bags down near the entrance of the bakery, 2 costumers walked into the bakery, looking at the menu. Rose and Tahmo slipped through them. As they did, Tahmo said to the costumers, "I'd recommend the biscuits."

Rose giggled and led her brother into the kitchen at the back of the building.

"Hey Dad," Tahmo said. Peeta turned around from the counter where he was rolling out dough.

"Hey kids," Peeta replied. "How was school?"

Rose shrugged. "It was school."

Peeta chuckled. "That's exactly what I used to say," he grinned.

"I guess it runs through the family," Rose giggled. While Peeta and Rose laughed, Tahmo rolled his eyes.

"So, do you want to help?" Peeta asked.

"No thanks," Tahmo said. "I think that I take after Mom with baking."

"Your Mom is not all bad at baking," Peeta replied. "She's just...just…"

"Not as good as you," Rose finished.

"Exactly. Thanks for saving me there," Peeta said. "Well, at least your mom can cook."

"Well, she can cook so that the food is edible," Tahmo smirked. Peeta chuckled and rolled his eyes.

"If your mom heard you say that, then she would have smacked you straight across the face. And it hurts. A lot."

"If mom heard any of this, then she would smack all of us. And she would smack you the hardest," Rose smirked.

"Why would she smack me the hardest?" Peeta wondered.

"Because you know better and we don't," Rose replied. Peeta rolled his eyes while smiling.

"Are you going to help me, Rose?"

"Oops! Yeah. Sorry, Dad."

Rose grabbed a rolling pin and a portion of the bread dough Peeta made and began to roll it out on the flour covered counter.

"Dad?" Rose said.

"Hmm?"

"I'm done with stretching out and kneading the dough."

"Oh," Peeta said. He put down his ball of dough. "Tahmo, please turn on the oven."

"Hmm?" Tahmo mumbled.

"Tahmo! Stop eating those biscuits!" Peeta scolded.

"I'm sorry!" Tahmo swallowed, throwing his hands up defensively. "But they're so good!"

"Tahmo!"

"Okay, okay. I'll turn on your oven," he pouted. Peeta sighed and turned around, only to see Rose trying hard to keep from laughing.

"What?" Peeta questioned.

"I was just wondering," Rose began. "Does Tahmo take after Mom with this too?"

Surprisingly to Rose, Peeta bursted out laughing. He laughed so long and hard that Rose had to join in.

"What?" Tahmo asked. "Are you laughing at me?"

Rose and Peeta laughed even harder.

Tahmo rolled his eyes. "You guys are too much alike," he snorted. Rose wiped laughing tears from her cheeks.

"Don't worry about us, Tahmo," she said. "Dad and I have too much in common that I wouldn't bother to ask what's going on."

"She's right," Peeta said, putting an arm around Rose. Tahmo rolled his eyes once more.

"Yeah, I'm not going to ask anymore," Tahmo said. "I'm actually going home to read my new book. And just so you know, I did turn on the oven for you."

Tahmo left the kitchen and soon enough was out of the bakery.

"I think he's jealous," Rose said.

"Probably. He just doesn't know how much he is like your Mom," Peeta replied.

"But with the way Mom is, it's probably hard to relate to her," Rose sighed.

"Well, your mom has gone through a lot in the past," Peeta said.

"What do you mean?"

"Her sister died young. They were really close. She lost one of her best friends. Her mom left her for a job in District 4 and never calls up to see how she's doing. For all I know, her mom could be dead. It's hard going through life like that."

"Well, at least she has you," Rose said. Peeta paused.

"Yeah, she does," he said, softly. And then he went back to kneading his dough. After some awkward silence, Rose spoke up.

"So, where's Dan?" Rose asked.

"Oh, I gave him a day off," Peeta said. "I kind of wanted to be alone in the kitchen today."

"Oh, so should I leave?" Rose smirked. Peeta winked.

"Yeah, get out of here," he joked. Rose laughed and hugged her dad.

"I don't ever want to leave you. Ever. I want to stay here in District 12 forever," Rose said. Unexpectedly, Peeta hugged her back, tightly.

"I don't ever want you to leave me either," Peeta whispered. "Promise me that you'll never leave me."

"I promise," Rose swore. "I love you, Dad."

"I love you too," Peeta said. He kissed Rose's forehead.

"Well, you better get back to work."

"Okay, Dad," Rose smiled. "So, who's working at the counter?"

"Brad is supposed to be, but he may be goofing off," Peeta winked. Rose giggled.

"Should I throw a biscuit at him to get him to pay attention?" Rose asked with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.

"But we can't do it with Tahmo's biscuits," Peeta replied.

"Oh, of course," Rose said. The two of them chuckled.

"Well, I've got to put this bread dough in the pans. Can you get the bread pans for me?"

"Sure!" Rose exclaimed, cheerfully. She gave the pans to her dad and he put the dough in the pans and then slipped them into the oven.

"Well, you can go home now. I have a few more things to bake and then I'll be home," Peeta said. Rose shot a look of disbelief at him.

"Are you kidding?" Rose snapped, throwing her arms around Peeta. "I'm gonna stay with you. Always."

Peeta jumped a little at that phrase. He always said that to Katniss. Did Rose get that from him too? That's impossible, Peeta told himself, but he smiled at the thought of it.

"Always?" Peeta asked, hugging his daughter back.

"Always."

Hope you liked this! Sorry if there are grammar mistakes. Just ignore them.

I really like this chapter. I love the relationship between Peeta and Rose. It gets a lot better and more detailed and thoughtful. It's a very sweet daddy-daughter relationship.