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WHAT'S THE WORST THING ABOUT MIDDLE SCHOOL?
SCHOOL DANCES.
ALL SUZANNE COLLINS PEOPLE.
Ms. Coin smiles at us creepily. "Alright. I have an announcement before you leave. There will be a school dance this Friday at six and ending at ten. I hope to see you all there." And with that the class bolts out of the classroom.
Once out of the classroom, my friends and I group up.
"I wonder who will ask me." Clove says dreamily.
"I hope Thresh doesn't have a date," Foxface tells us.
"I thought you liked Marvel?" Johanna says in a bored tone, like me she isn't the one for dances.
"No, Marvel is dating Glimmer again." I say.
Madge pretends to vomit. "Grody to the max!"
The rattling on about the dance goes on for a few minutes until we have to go.
I walk up to the sidewalk outside the Elementary School for Prim like always. I search the crowd until I hear, "Katniss! Katniss!" I turn and Prim bounds up to me and rockets into my arms.
I stumble backwards but catch my balance. "Whoa, what's the rush?" I ask.
"Can we please go to the bakery instead of BaskinRobbins? Please?" Prim begs as I put her down.
"Prim..." I start.
"Pretty pretty please with sugar on top?" She blinks her long lashes and pouts with her signature 'puppy-dog' face.
I roll my eyes. "Just this once,"
Prim squeals and grabs my hand and skips the whole way there. She blabs on and on about her day. I can't help but think how nice it is to have a little sister. If it weren't for Prim, I'd be the loneliest person ever.
I push the door to the bakery/café open and the bells jingle. There are four people in line ahead on us.
"Okay, Prim. Tell me what you want." I say to Prim.
"Um, a blueberry cupcake with the buttercream frosting, and you?" Prim says.
I think. "I'll get the red velvet cupcake."
A few people get in line behind us by the time we get to the register. I inwardly groan when I see it's Peeta working the register.
He smiles. "Hi,"
"Hello. We'll have the blueberry cupcake and red velvet cupcake." I say.
"Sure," Peeta writes it down then hands it to his dad as he is passing by with pink cake boxes. "So, um..." he looks nervous.
"Hello? In line here?" The woman behind me obnoxiously states.
Peeta blushes. "Just give me a second." He looks even more nervous. "Katniss. I was wondering if you wanted to-"
"You have got to be kidding me! Just take my order!" The woman pushes me out of the way.
Peeta's dad comes up behind the glass display case and hands us the cupcakes and we leave.
I can't help but wonder what Peeta was going to ask me.
"Which one?" Prim asks me.
"Prim. I don't care about the dance. I could got in jeans and t-shirt and not care." I groan.
"It's a formal dance. You have to look nice. Now, green or purple?" Prim says. I sigh and look at the two dresses. The purple is long and plain except for the sparkly top and the green one goes down to my knees and is plain and made of soft cotton.
"Green"
Madge curls the last piece of my long brown hair with her curling wand. Madge and I decided to get read for the dance together since she lives so close. Her penthouse apartment is large and roomy.
"Can you believe it? Gale actually asked me to the dance!" Madge says for the millionth time. She sets down the curling wand and turns and twirls in her large mirror. Her dress is white and sparkly, it reminds me of snow and she has a pink ribbon tied into her curls.
"Girls, let's go." I hear Aunt Marina say from the living room.
I slip into my off-white flats with little bows on the front. "I'm ready." I tell Madge and we head down the hall. Aunt Marina takes us to the school and drops us off.
"I'll pick you up at ten." She says and drives off.
We walk into the school gym and it's been transformed. The walls are covered in light blue paper and streamer are hanging from the ceiling. The lights are off but strobe lights off all different colors are everywhere. Our group has claimed the table closest to the pizza table. Everyone in my group got s date except me. Bummer.
One by one my friends go off to dance with their dates. I get an Mountain Dew and sit down at the table with my chair facing the crowd of people. I can't help but scowl at the happy dancing people.
I don't get it. The is a middle school dance, not prom. Why do people need stupid dates to have fun at the dance? It's ridiculous. A 'slow dance' song comes on. 'I Will Always Love You' by Whitney Houston. This song is about her breaking up with him, not a stupid slow dance.
All the girls and boys pair up and dance awkwardly. I take a gulp of my soda and hold it out in front of me, imitating the slow dancers. I walk through the crowd with my soda, pretending to dance with it. As a walk up to Johanna and her date, Blight.
"Aww, poor Kat. Only a soda to dance with." She fakes sympathy.
"At least my date taste good." I chug my soda jokingly.
When the 'slow-dance' ends I go back to my table. I check the gym clock. Only six-thirty. Great. I look over at the entrance to see someone entering. Peeta pays for himself the walks into the large crowd. I pull up another chair for my feet and order a piece of pizza.
I flip my chair around to eat it. Another one of those mushy love songs come on. This time it's 'Can't Help Falling in Love'. At least it's an actual song about being in love but it is a little committed.
I feel a tap on my shoulder and turn around. "What?" I ask before I know who it is.
Of course, it's Peeta.
"Um, hi." He starts to blush and he looks down.
"What?" I ask again.
He takes a deep breath. "Doyouwanttodancewithme?" He barely gets out and says it more like one word then a sentence.
I take my napkin a wipe my mouth. Why the heck not? "Sure. Why not." I shrug.
Great, I'm becoming a hypocrite.
YES, I AM THE AWKWARD GIRL DANCING WITH HER SODA AT THE DANCE. :)
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