Author's Note: See you at the bottom.
Disclaimer: I don't own the hunger games or it's characters. All credit goes to Suzanne Collins. I also don't own the last song. All credit goes to Nicholas Sparks.
Katniss's POV
The Next Morning...
I enter the house only to find mom sitting on the couch, in her bathrobe and sipping on what I suppose is coffee.
After I woke up, I decided to go to mom's since I had nowhere else to go.
"Where have you been?" She asks as she sets her coffee mug down.
"Out," I say before I close the door.
"It's ten in the morning," she says.
"I know, there's a clock," I walk towards my room.
"We're not done talking, get back over here," She demands.
"I-" I begin to protest but she beats me to it.
"Get over here, now," She hisses.
I make sure to give her a scowl before I walk towards her.
"Where were you at last night?!" She yells in anger.
"I said I was out," I cross my arms.
"Do you have any idea how worried I was?! " she yells." I thought that boy did something to you!"
"He didn't do anything." I roll my eyes.
"Where were you at?!" She yells.
"Its none of your buisness!" I yell at her.
"Tell me where you were last night or you're grounded!" She yells.
"Ground me?" I start to laugh." You think that grounding me is going to make an impact-"
"WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU LAST NIGHT?!" She yells with every fiber in her body.
"Out," I reply casuing her to let out a frustrated sigh.
She steps closer to me and takes a breath, as if she's about to speak but her nose scrunches in disgust.
She leans in closer to me and looks up seconds later.
"Is that alcohol?" She asks.
I don't say anything.
"You're underage," she hisses at me.
"To top that off, I had my first cigarette in the tenth grade," I say. There's something about getting her angry that satisfies me.
"Go to your room," She glares at me.
"I'm not going anywhere," I say.
"GO TO YOUR ROOM! NOW!" She yells in anger.
"Bitch," I mutter under my breath as I make my way towards my room. As I pass by prim's room, I notice her door closing.
She heard everyhting.
...
"Breakfast is ready," Prim informs me.
I get up and throw my book on my bed.
"Katniss?" Prim says.
"What?" I mutter.
She stays silent.
"Never mind," she leaves the room.
I follow after her and sit down at the kitchen table, once I get there.
As usual, I sit farthest from them both and eat my food in silence.
"I've made arrangements for your punishment," Mom says.
I try not to laugh and say," What might those arrangments be?"
"Starting today, you'll be working at the Mellark bakery till eight at night." she states." That should be enough to keep you busy."
"What's the pay?" I ask.
"There is no pay," She says.
"Then how is it a buisness?" I give her an odd look.
"Everyone will be paid except for you," She says.
"That's not fair!" I shriek.
"That's your punishment, either do it right or I'll call your father and have him extend your time here with me," She says.
I clench my jaw and say," I'll take the fucking punishment."
"Language," She says.
"Right, don't want to damage Prim's virgin ears," I roll my eyes.
Prim sets her fork down and leaves the kitchen.
Mom glares at me and follows her.
"Drama queens," I mutter and finish my food.
...
"You just gently sueeze and go around the cupcake in a circular motion," Mr. Mellark says.
Mom drove me to the bakery thirty minutes ago. Since my arrival, Mr. Mellark has been telling me what I'll be doing and he's been teaching me how to frost a cupcake.
"Peeta will be here soon, He'll be working back here with you," He says.
"Anything else?" I ask.
"That's just about it," He gives me a warm smile.
I stare at him but don't return the smile.
I look away and grab the frosting bag.
As soon as he exits the room, I start to frost cupcakes.
Ten minutes later, I hear the floorboard creek several times. I look up and find Peeta grabbing an apron.
"Goodmorning, Katniss," He greets.
"Peeta," I curtly say.
I continue to do my work and Peeta begins to talk.
"How are you-" He begins.
"I came here to work not to socialize ," I mutter.
"I'm just trying to start a conversation," He says.
"Well don't," I glare at him and go back to work.
...
"Fucking piece of shit!" I yell.
Peeta stops frosting and looks up at me.
"How can you fucking do this every day!" I yell.
I've been trying to cut out cookies with a piece of plastic that's shaped like a star. I tried tracing it with a knife but the dough looks like shit!
I grab a plate and get ready to throw it at the dough but a soft hand wraps around my wrist.
"Put the plate down and I'll help you," He says in a smooth tone.
"I'm not an idiot-" I begin.
"I know, just let me show you how to do it." He grabs the plate from my hands.
He sets it down and grabs the cookie cutter from the counter." First off, you don't use a knife ."
I roll my eyes but continue to pay attention.
"Second of all, you need to push down over the dough." He pushes the plastic down." Then you pick up the cookie cutter and there you have a perfectly shaped star."
I feel my face redden in embarrassment.
"You try," He gives me the plastic.
"What?" I ask in shock. Why the hell isn't he laughing?
"You try," He gives me an encouraging smile.
"Quit smiling like that," I stare at him.
"Is my smile bothering you?" He smirks.
I roll my eyes and snatch the cookie cutter out his hands.
I quickly do what he did and see that I get the same results.
"See, you're already steps away from being a pro," He comments.
"Quit feeding me lies," I scowl.
"There's someone here to see you," Wheat inetrrupts our conversation.
"Who is it?" I ask.
"He didn't say much," He says.
I sigh and walk out the room. When I get to the front, I see that Marvel is leaning on the counter.
"What are you doing here?" I ask him.
"Here to pick you up," He says.
"How do you know I work here?" I ask.
"People talk," He shakes hair out of his face. "Come on, let's go."
I stare at him and say," I'm not going anywhere with you."
"Are you still on about yesterday?" He laughs." I was joking."
"Yeah, it was very funny," I glare at him.
"Quit being stuck up and come wth me. Clove and Cato are throwing a party," He says and grabs my arm.
"I said get the hell away," I say and push him back.
"Playing hard to get?" He chuckles and jumps over the counter.
"Fuck off," I point towards the door.
"Hey, if you're not buying something get out," I hear a strong, steady voice speak behind me.
Marvel bursts out laughing and says," What are you going to do, baker?"
"Call the police," I hear Peeta say.
"Go ahead," Marvel snorts.
"Get the fuck out of here," I grab his tattood bicep.
"I'm not-" He begins.
"I'll hang out soon, just give me a week," I lie. There's no way in hell, that I'm hanging out with him.
"You and me, alone?" He bites his lip.
"Yeah," I lie and push him out the bakery.
As soon as I turn around, I find that Peeta's hands are balled into fists.
"Let's get back to work," I head towards the back.
...
I wipe sweat off my forehead as I clock out. Peeta, Wheat, Rye, and I got done with everything real early, so there's no need to work anymore.
"Katniss, can I talk to you?" Peeta asks when I place my card on top of Rye's.
"What, now?" I ask in annoyed tone.
"It's about Marvel," He says.
"Well, I don't feel like talking about him," I take off my arpon.
"He's just going to get what he wants and leave," Peeta looks me in the eye.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" I start to get angry.
"No, im not," He says.
"I'm not going go sleep with him, you asshole. I was just saying that to get him to leave!" I yell." I'm not a fucking slut!"
"I didn't think you were, I-" He begins.
"Fuck you, Peeta," I glare at him before I leave.
..
As I race up the steps to the house, I hear laughter again. I notice there's a car parked in front of mom's house.
It's a sports car and the newest one out. Only a rich person can afford it.
"Stop it!" I hear Prim laugh really hard.
I enter the house and see that Mom, Prim, and a man , are all laughing really hard.
There's two glasses of wine on the coffee table and a water, which must be for prim.
Everyone silences as soon as they see me.
Mom's eyes widen, as well as Prim's.
"Katniss! You're home early!" Mom stands up as if she was caught doing something illegal.
"Yeah," I say and nod towards the guy." Who's that? Your latest fuck?"
"Katniss!" Mom and Prim yell in embarrassment.
" I am so sorry-" Mom begins.
"It's fine Crystal," The man waves off and stands up." Cornelius Snow."
He sticks out his hand but I don't shake it.
"I'm the daughter going through the phase. I'm also the daughter and sister that they didn't want you to meet." I glare at all of them and head to my room.
Author's Note. The reason for my absence is because I was having internet difficulties. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review and tell me what you thought.