My Missing Puzzle Pieces

by ILoveTheHungerGames9999

AU: Modern Day High School, mostly in Katniss' POV. 'This is our group. We're like a small family, and everyone knows who we are. You'd say we were the populars, also known as the 'careers'. Barely anyone joins this group; we've been together since high school began, and since then only Annie has joined. We don't let anyone in, because it's safer that way.'

5. Chapter 5

A/N: OK, we're going to try something. If you want the next chapter, we need to get to 13 reviews. We can do it! ;) Love you all!

Disclaimer: Pfft, so I was reading Catching Fire and it's so good, I was like 'how the hell did I write this?' Then I looked at the front and it said 'Suzanne Collins.' And that's not my name. So obviously I don't own the hunger games. Got it? I think you do;)

Finnick POV

'Okay,' I say.

'Let's talk plans.'

We're sat at the Clearing, all 10 of the Careers, sharing out chocolate bars and discussing plans.

'I'VE GOT IT!' I yell, earning a glare from Katniss, a couple of be quiet's and a

'Finny, if you have an idea you should have just said,' from Annie.

'Sorry guys. But any way, what we should do is tonight, make it seem like they're going on this lovely date and then at the end, Katty should sing and Peeta can be all like 'Oh, sorry Delly, we're not going out any more,' I say Peeta's part in a deep voice extracting a few giggles and a full out laugh from Jo, 'and then we can all attack her with goo and stuff and be like 'That's for cheating on a Career,' I finish triumphantly, then look around to see everyone staring at me in awe.

'What?' I shrug.

'Finnick Odair, I think that's the first time I've ever heard you offer a good idea!' Madge says, and everyone nods in agreement… except Katniss, who's sitting there glaring at me.

'Oh dear, Kattypoo is in a bad mood,' I say mockingly, putting my hands up in a surrender-like motion.

'You can't seriously want me to sing?' she says, almost expectantly, glancing round at everyone. They stare back at her, unwavering. She sighs as Madge whispers in to her ear.

'Fine, I'll do it,' she says, and everyone cheers.

'It's settled then,' Jo says, grinning. 'This is one break up I'm really going to enjoy.'

Katniss POV

That evening, we're standing in Peeta's back garden, the girls in tight black cocktail dresses and the guys in suits. Tiny white star lights are draped around the trees of the garden and there is a table in the middle, surrounded by roses, with a flickering white candle and two swirly patterned chairs. Madge and Gale are behind the bush, cooking hot dogs on a bbq. Jo, Finnick, Annie and I are standing around, waiting for Peeta.

At seven, Peeta and Delly emerge through the glass windows at the back of his house. Peeta takes my breath away, something no other boyfriend has done; he's stunning in an ocean blue top that brings out his eyes and black dress pants. Delly actually looks partly normal; instead of her usual colour of pink, she's wearing a very short dress which is silver with faint blue swirls. Her blonde hair is down in curls and her eyes are accented in blue eyeliner.

Peeta escorts Delly to the table, winking at us secretly. Finnick and Annie grab some handmade menus that we made with orange wax crayon and hand them to Delly and Peeta. Delly frowns at them, raising her eyebrows, but Peeta chuckles.

Jo and I swap places with Finnick and Annie after 5 minutes.

'Madam, sir, what could we serve you on this fine eve?' I say in a mock posh accent. I hear Peeta chuckle quietly but Delly just glares at me.

'Um, I'll have the lobster, please,' she says, closing the menu.

'Sorry, we're out,' Johanna says.

'Oh. Well, I'll have the goats cheese salad.'

'Sorry, we're out,' I says, deadpan.

'Well, I'll have the tomato and basil tart,' she says, getting frustrated.

'Sorry, we're out,' Jo and I both say, holding back our laughs.

'It's OK Dell, we'll just have the hot dogs,' Peeta laughs, and Delly huffs, crossing her arms over her chest.

'OK, we shall bring your meals in a few minutes. And what drinks can we get you,' Jo asks.

'Uh, two lemonades please,' Peeta asks, smiling.

As we nod and walk away, we hear Delly whisper, loudly,

'Aren't they your friends? That is so messed up.' Peeta's laughs echo around the garden.

'Trust me; by the end of the night, I'm sure you'll have a lot more on your mind than my friends being waiters.'

When Peeta and Delly are just about to finish their terrible biscuits we made and iced with green icing and sloppily covered in smarties, I make my way up to the patio which is slightly raised by a step and wait for Finnick to hand me the cardboard microphone. When he does, I tap on it, making a loud noise and a couple of screeches like real microphones often do. It must be an awful sound, but it gets their attention. Delly's eyes already look angry, because this has probably been the worst date anyone has ever taken her on, and this performance and what's coming next is only going to make it worse.

'Hi, I'm going to perform for you,' I grin shyly. I nod at Finn to start the music then begin singing.

A/N: OK, I'm sorry to stop you there, but I really need your help! I can't find a good song for her to sing. If you have one pleeease tell me! Byee3