A/N: Hey, not much to say here. Just, um, read and review, I guess. Please? Love, ScaryPotter
Peeta P.O.V.
The new trimester was starting, so new schedules. Ms. Paylor, the new principal, was there to hand out all 24000 schedules herself. "Hello Mr. Mellark."
"Hello Ms. Paylor. Do you need help?"
"Why thank you! Yes, would you take some of these?" I nodded.
I saw Cato, Marvel and Katniss. I waved them over. "What's up?" asked Katniss.
"We're helping Ms. Paylor hand out schedules."
Ms. Paylor was definitely glad for the help. She gave each of us three homework passes, to be "used only in an emergency." Yeah, right. I can just skip some homework now! I looked down at my new schedule. There were several changes.
Homeroom: Mr. Cinna
First Hour: French
Second Hour: Science
Third Hour: P.E., (D lunch)
Fourth Hour: Advanced Algebra
Fifth Hour: Art lvl. 2
Sixth Hour: English
I compared classes, and found that Katniss and I had French together. Cato and I had Advanced Algebra and gym. Marvel was in my Art and gym classes. I had at least one class with all of my major friends! (Delly is in my English.) I was so happy that I jumped up and down and knocked several thousand schedules into the air. "Shit!"
Marvel P.O.V.
Although the hallucinations are better when Katniss is with, when she's away they get bad again. Last night I thought that spiders were all over me, so I clawed at myself and cut into my skin. Moira bandaged me up though and then hugged me tightly. I can't let Katniss see the scars or she'll think I'm ugly. That's what everyone else thought with the other scars. Her birthday's coming up so I made her a present. I had to illegally download several songs, and I also bought her an evanescence t-shirt (from eBay). Lolita is a lovely book. I wonder how many times you need to pound someone's head into a wall until their neck snaps?
Katniss P.O.V.
Perfect, French class. The way I look at it, if you just always say "Oui" you'll get a passing grade. Apparently not. This year, in French II, we have to learn! It's so unfair! At least I sit next to Peeta and Gale's little brother Rory. He seems nice but off. Also he looks at Peeta like he wants to kill him. That's not good. We got our homework and a new vocab list, but after that we had free time. So I just talked to Peeta about how stupid French was.
Cato P.O.V.
In my English class, we have to start reading. We have to read in English class! Why? Since when? What kind of cruel torture is this? We have to pick a controversial book, and our teacher gave us a list. I looked it over. I saw some things that sparked my interest. Animal Farm, American Psycho, Misery, the Kite Runner and Less than Zero were the books I thought sounded the best. American Psycho and Less than Zero were by the same author. It was a struggle for me. I ended up deciding to read both Misery and American Psycho.
Peeta P.O.V.
Just as I thought things couldn't get worse, English happened. We learned that we had to read a controversial book. Ms. Paylor gave us a list of 116 books! How was I going to decide? I went through and put a strike through all of the books I'd already read. I was left with three. The Road, Catch 22 and American Psycho. I decided to read all three, and told this to Ms. Paylor. She was surprised that I had read all but these three, and she said there were juniors in her previous hour who hadn't read any of the books. She said I was allowed to read all three books, and as we would be writing three essays based on it, I could do one on each. We had 45 minutes of reading after that. I started the Road, and that book was just bleak. Literally, no hope at all. It was awesome.
Marvel P.O.V.
I decided to read American Psycho for my controversial book. As it turns out, every single English class is reading a controversial book, so we can get into good colleges. In the 50 minutes left, I got through half of the book. It's a very good book, and I could relate to it. After that, I drove Katniss home, and when we got stuck at train tracks, asked her what she was reading for English. She said American Psycho. If we weren't already stopped, I would have slammed on the breaks.
Katniss P.O.V.
Ok, so I was texting Peeta and found out that he and Cato were also reading American Psycho, though Cato was also reading Misery (great book) and Peeta was reading two other books as well. Marvel told me all about what happened in the first half. Wow, this guy kills a lot of people. Very violently too. He likes to use nail guns and chainsaws especially. He also likes to kill dogs. I think he has a problem…
Cato P.O.V.
The teachers told us that this year prom would be a costume party, and that in light of recent events, everyone gets tickets for free. I texted Peeta excitedly telling him we needed to coordinate. After school, when we were driving to his house, he was very insistent on being a male Harley Quinn from Batman. He had to explain to me who this was, as I had no idea. I relented, and would be going as the Joker (That's an enemy of Batman's, I think). He had some conceptual drawings in his notebook, and they were really good. Most of them had a crying effect with makeup, which I thought was cool. My favorite was the "militant" Harley, which was apparently based on the Suicide squad version of the character. The top was a red and blue tank top, with a holster over his shoulder for a gun and on his leg for a knife. The shorts were black, and there was one blue sock and one red, and one black converse and one red, with the red sock being with the black converse and likewise with the blue sock and red converse. I thought it was very cool. I showed him how cool I thought it was in his room later that night…
Marvel P.O.V.
For the costume prom, I liked the idea of going as the Doctor and Amy. That sounded god to me. But no, we have to do something superhero-ish, so we have to go as Batman and Batgirl. I guess it works. I don't know why everyone is so worked up about prom anyways. It's a lot of people in a closed space, which seems like the perfect opportunity for me to have a breakdown, honestly. But you know, Katniss wants it, and I guess I love er, so I'll do it for her. God, I am SO whipped.