GOT BACK FROM A LONG WEEK IN CANADA. :)

HERE ES YO NEW CHAPTA, FOO.

IDK, SORRY.

SUZANNE COLLINS THE GREAT. ALL LOVLIES TO YOOOOOU.

"Okay, the song goes like this," Prim clears her throat and I bound up to the stage and grab her and pull her off. "Hey, I was singing!"

"No, you we're going to embarrass me. Not cool, Prim." I groan and sit her down in the seat I was sitting at. "Where's Mom?"

Prim crosses her arms and sighs. "In the parking lot, she said we could stop by while we were stopping by the grocery store because we ran out of milk."

"Milk?"

"I like my cereal with milk. Dry cereal is nasty." Prim says. I feel everyone staring at us. I take a quick look over my shoulder to find my assumption is true.

I scowl. "Don't you people have anything better to do?" I tell them. They all shrug and continue dancing. I turn back to Prim. "Go back and find Mom."

She get's up and is halfway out the door when she abruptly turns around. "I don't wanna be a chicken!" She hollers.

"Prim, what the heck are you-"

"I don't wanna be a duck!"

"No, Prim. You have to shut up," I whisper-shout as I quickly walk towards her.

"So I'll shake my-" I cover her mouth. Every single person is staring at us.

I fake a smile. "Nothing to see here people..." I say as I drag Prim out of the gym and let go of her mouth. As soon as Mom's car is on sight I let go of Prim and see bounds up to the car and smiles at me and waves before hoping in.

"Have fun Katniss!" She screams. I head back to the gym. Great, another slow dance.

I quickly go to the corner of the gym behind the bleachers. No one will find me here. I'm absolutely mortified by Prim's debut. I can see the entire gym but they can't see me, thank the Lord. I watch as Peeta looks through the crowd the finally sits at one of the table, defeated. I can't help but wonder who he was looking for. Maybe someone to dance with or something. But everyone is already awkwardly dancing with their 'date' if that's what you want to call them.

The awkward slow-dancing ends and I check the clock. A little after nine. So not that long until I can leave. I sigh and sit down on the ground, watching all the happy dancing people. Why can't I be a happy dancing person? Maybe because I'm against the stupid dances. I only go to make my friends happy. They think I'm too anti-social.

"Why are you hiding back here?" Someone asks from my right.

I don't bother looking over to see who it is. "I'm not one for dances really." I answer honestly.

"Do you mind if I sit with you? I only came because my friends made me." I can tell it's a boy but honestly it's too dark to see who.

"Same here. You can sit if you like." I say. They don't sit close to me, thank God. I'm not really in the mood for talking.

"If you don't mind me asking, who am I talking to?" He asks.

I groan. "Katniss."

"And you're talking to Peeta."

"Oh, hey." I say. "My sister is a bit of a nutcase sometimes."

He laughs. "You don't say."

"Kat, I knew I'd find you back here," Clove comes over and sits next to me. "This dance isn't all that fun."

"Yeah," I agree. "Can't wait to go."

"I guess this is an anti-dance party over here." Peeta says and we laugh.

I laugh as Glimmer starts twerking. "What does she think she's doing?"

"That is so embarrassing. I hope someone is videoing." Clove laughs.

I hope that they put it on YouTube and it goes viral.

YEAH! MY BEST FRIEND DID A MODELING THING TODAY AND I MISSED IT :( SO I'M EXCITED TO GO TO HER NEXT ONE!

REEVIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW! PLEASE!