Katness and the Rebels
Chapter 17: Every Cloud Has A Silver Lining
AN: Heyyyyyyy :)
So how are all you lovely people? I am good. Well as good as anyone can be when they are back at school.
So there is a lot of romance in this chapter between Peeta and Katniss. Katniss doesn't feel too well in this chapter unfortunately and I actually based how she feels on how I felt the other day on the drive down here. I was just exhausted and had no energy to do anything. So if you think Katniss is a bit dramatic in this chapter she isn't trust me.
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Katniss POV
Home time….lovely.
(And when I say 'lovely' I am saying it in an extremely sarcastic voice because while I would usually relish in leaving school today I would prefer being at school than home. At least at school I can distract myself. Well try and distract myself anyway.)
I shut my locker with a loud, shattering bang and a of group of freshmen jump in shock.
They stare at me for a minute but are soon running for the hills when I give them a threateningly glare (That is an odd word isn't it? Threateningly…it looks weird anyway.)
I groan, shut my eyes and bang my head against my locker (I never said I was clever!)
Ow! Okay in times of stress do not bang your all ready sore head against a locker…bad idea.
I take in several deep breaths and try and calm myself down.
Ok heads are not supposed to throb like this!
I need something really cold to put on it (I don't know why I all ways want something cool to put on my head when it hurts like don't really cold things give you brain-freeze? And yet when our heads hurt we put cold things on them. I should ask mum that she's a nurse)
"You all right Katniss?" A voice asks and my eyes fly open to see a 17 year old boy with messy blonde hair, shining bright blue eyes with long eyelashes looking at me with a face filled with worry.
Oh dear god his hair is so- FOCUS KATNISS!
I cough, "Hey Peeta yeah, yeah I'm fine. Just over thinking you know. Stressed about a test coming up. Nothing to worry about." I tell him unconvincingly
Yes Katniss that is why you are stressed it has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that you have a massive crush on the boy in front of you.
Oh and add in the whole Gale and Undersee thing as well.
"Are you sure?" Peeta asks worriedly moving towards me, "You look a bit peaky Katniss."
"Oh so you are insulting me now?" I ask tiredly
"No! No! That's not what I meant at all! I-"
"I know it isn't I'm really sorry I've just had a long day and I haven't been getting much sleep lately. I'm sorry Peeta I shouldn't take it out on you." I suddenly feel woozy and grip onto Peeta's shoulders for support
"Katniss!?" Peeta asks frightened moving his hands to my waist to steady me "Katniss are you all right? What's wrong?"
My forehead is pressed against his warm chest, my eyes are shut as I try to steady my breathing.
My head is spinning and I'm not sure if I will be able to stay standing when Peeta lets go of me.
"Katniss will I get someone? You don't look well at all."
"No, please, no I'll be fine." I try to tell him firmly but it comes out shakily
"Katniss? I drove today I can drive you home or to the doctors or something."
"Thanks Peeta really but I'm fine" I take my hands off his shoulders and move back but I end up falling back into the lockers from lack of balance.
I hear girls laughing from nearby and I can tell its Glimmer and Cashmere (they laugh like hyenas) but I don't pay them any attention and Peeta doesn't either as he grabs my waist again and pulls me to him gently.
"Katniss? I'm going to bring you to my car all right? You can't walk anywhere like this."
I don't have the energy to disagree with him so I end up nodding and murmuring a '"sure th-thanks Peeta" so Peeta leans me gently against the locker and moves away from me.
My eyes are drooping but I can still see Peeta sling my bag over his shoulder.
"All right Katniss? I've got two bags so I can't carry you but just try and lean most of your weight on me."
I think of asking why he can't just bring the bags to the car first and then come back for me but then I remember Glimmer and Cashmere giggling in the corner and realise Peeta must also know that they would take advantage of my weakened state in an instant.
Peeta wraps his free arm around me and we make our way outside, ignoring the pointed looks and the hyenas laughing.
We reach his car sooner than expected and he opens the back door and throws our bags in there. He then opens the passenger door and lifts me in gently.
"Sorry for this" I tell him tiredly but my eyes can't stay open long
I can hear the sad smile in his voice as he says "It's no problem Katniss"
As he shuts the door I can hear somebody yelling my name but I don't have the strength to reply so I just turn my head the other way.
"Its fine I'll deal with it, you just rest Katniss." Peeta shuts the door and I shut my eyes trying to block out the sunlight.
I know if I was in my right mind right now I would be embarrassed by needing someone to practically carry me out of the school.
I don't know what is wrong with me. I just suddenly got really tired.
It is a little while later that I hear the driver's door open and I open my eyes to see Peeta climb into it.
"You okay?" He asks brushing a strand of hair out of my face
I nod, "Thanks" I manage to get out but I think it just comes out as a noise.
Peeta smiles, "My parents are out for the day so only my brothers are home do you want to rest there?"
I know he knows I won't be able to get much rest at home with Prim and my mum there.
I nod "That would be nice" Again I think that might have just come out as an affirmative noise but it seems good enough for Peeta.
I tiredly put on my seat beat (it takes me a while to find the slit to put the buckle in but I get it eventually. Or maybe Peeta did it for me after he did his I can't remember)
The car ride is silent.
But it is a comfortable silence because I'm not up to talking and have my eyes shut the entire time.
When we reach the bakery, Peeta tells me softly that he will go in first and talk with his brother before bringing me inside.
I think I nod and I hear him undo his seat beat and leave the car, bringing the two school bags in with him.
His brothers will probably tease him about this later I'm sure but he doesn't seem to mind.
God I'm going to have to make this up to him big time.
But for now I just want to sleep.
Peeta comes back soon and opens the door for me.
I undo my seat belt and move my legs around to the door.
"Do you think you will be able to walk inside?" Peeta asks as if he has no problem carrying me in.
And while the idea of Peeta carrying me is very, very tempting I figure I won't embarrass him more.
Plus we have stairs to climb up! I don't want to break his back!
"Yeah I think so thanks." I get out of the car and I feel better than I did before.
I think the air and the sitting down helped.
We make our way inside and Bran is behind the counter today.
I don't know if he and Peeta have made up yet but by Peeta's stiff nod to him I would say Bran isn't fully forgiven yet and I don't blame him.
Bran smiles at me, "Hey Katniss, good to see you again."
I try and smile back, "Yeah you too."
Peeta and I make our way slowly upstairs and we sit on the couch.
Peeta feels my forehead, "Well you don't have a high temperature which is a good thing."
I smile and murmur, "My nurse Peeta."
He laughs, "That's me." Peeta stands up "Here Katniss you should lie down."
"Peeta…" I groan
"Katniss! Listen to your nurse and lie down." I smile and follow his orders
"Yes sir."
Peeta grins and sits in the arm-chair beside the couch.
Unlike a few minutes ago I am up to talking now and I ask him, "Peeta? Who was calling my name before?"
Peeta rubs the back of his neck, "Em it was Gale."
I nod "What did he want?" I have a strong suspicion about what Gale Hawthorne wanted me for but I want to be sure
"Just to talk to you" Peeta says softly and I look up at the white ceiling
"Oh… right." Ah I was right
"He was worried about you when I told him you weren't feeling well." Peeta says cautiously
"Peeta" I tell him firmly indicating that I do not want Peeta making Gale out to be some nice guy when I am mad at him.
"Sorry" Peeta moves to get his bag which he must have dropped up here along with mine before.
"I'm going to start my homework if that's all right I just have a lot today." Peeta says and I smile
"Peeta of course it is all right you can do whatever you want."
Ok that sounded a bit suggestive so I quickly add on, "What subject are you going to start on?"
"French" Peeta answers
"You took on French?" I inquire
"Yeah, mum's idea." Peeta says and I detect a note of bitterness in his tone
"Don't like it?" I ask
"I don't have a great teacher for it." Peeta answers
Ah that makes sense
"Did you take a language?" Peeta asks me and I shake my head
"No I didn't, I had no interest in them" The only choices were Spanish and French. We learnt a small bit of Spanish in primary school but I wasn't good at it. I remember very clearly an unfortunate incident in the 3rd grade where I had to do a project in Spanish and then read it in front of the class. Me being me forgot how to pronounce most of the words and used the majority of them incorrectly. Needless to say I wasn't exactly dying to pursue learning the language any further.
And then the effort of learning a new language and the grammar and everything I just wasn't bothered.
"Yeah I don't really want to learn French but my mum thought it would be good for my future or something" Peeta tells me shrugging. He has taken his books and stuff out now.
"Ah yeah well you need a language for some big colleges I think… I don't know" I say, I don't exactly pay attention when teachers tell me stuff, "So what have you to do for French homework?"
"Write a letter to your pen pal in France."
"Oh fun so after this are they going to write back explaining in lavish detail about how they eat croissants every morning and that they have a view from the Eiffel Tower from their home?" I ask jokingly
Peeta laughs, "Em no"
"Aww no! They don't even write back now that is mean!" I say pouting
Peeta shakes his head despairingly, "Right
"Hmm so what is the name of this rude French pen pal then" I ask him clasping my hands and leaning forwards slightly
Peeta blushes and says "You"
"Aw brilliant" Remain calm Everdeen. Remain calm. "I all ways wondered what it would be like to live in Europe. Now I'm living in Paris. Oh lovely thanks Peeta! I can't wait to read it"
'Don't think too much of it Katniss' I order myself 'He probably just thought of you because you're sitting right beside him. Don't think anything of it'
He laughs, "You won't even understand it"
"Ah sure that will be half the fun!" I tell him
Yeah I feel much better now
"I think I might get a start on my homework as well." I say as I see Peeta has two paragraphs of his letter done.
"Are you sure you're up to it?" Peeta asks worriedly and I smile at him
"Yeah I'm feeling an awful lot better thanks to you."
Peeta smiles back, "I'm glad" he tells me genuinely
I get my bag and pull out my science book.
"You took science then?" Peeta asks noticing the cover
"Yeah it's all right." I answer, I thought I would have liked science more as I'm in the woods and surrounded by nature and planets all the time but anything they taught us about plants was either really boring or I had all ready known it.
"I never liked it really" Peeta tells me
"Yeah I only chose it because I had to choose another subject." I say
I open my science book and begin the homework and soon we are both working in silence.
"I give up!" I say throwing the paper down on the table
Peeta smiles encouragingly, "Come on we can do this it is just three more paragraphs"
Just three more paragraphs!? Just!?
Peeta and I are working on our English essays and we have to talk about our favourite character in Romeo and Juliet (That...thing)
I chose Mercutio because he is very comical (I was very annoyed when he died I mean why would you kill one of the best characters?) and Peeta chose Benvolio.
"There just isn't much more to say about why I like him! I've said how he is loyal to Romeo! I've said how he is funny! I've used fancy words and quotes and I still have to write three more paragraphs?" I complain
"Well really it's only two the last one is the conclusion." Peeta says optimistically
"Yeah you are right" I conclude.
I decide to write a paragraph on how he and Benvolio are best friends yet are so different. The second last paragraph I talk about how child-like and playful he is even though he is a member of the royal family. How he would be expected to be very respectful and quiet yet he is a very out-going character (okay so maybe Peeta gave me a few of them ideas).
Peeta and I swap essays and read each other's to check for mistakes.
His is perfect of course, extremely neat and I feel embarrassed at my sloppy writing.
"This is great Peeta" I tell him after I have finished reading it thoroughly (something I never thought I would say about something written by Shakespeare. "You found so much to write about a minor character which I think Portia will admire."
Peeta smiles shyly, "Thank you Katniss yours is excellent." He hands me back my essay and I put it in my folder
"Yeah well you did come up with most of the ideas"
"Ideas are just ideas Katniss it takes a genius to put them all together in the right way" Peeta tells me philosophically and I laugh
"Whatever you say Peeta."
We decide to take a break and I finally get a chance to read the letter he 'wrote me' in French.
I take one look and it and blink madly for a for moments
"Nope you were right I do not understand a word of this" I say in defeat handing it back to him and Peeta just laughs in response.
"You translate it for me" I tell him coyly, putting my feet up on the couch and lying back.
"It's boring" He says warningly
"Brilliant" I respond
Peeta rolls his eyes. "We had to write about school and stuff"
"Oh fantastic I love school and stuff" I grin, "Go on"
Peeta looks down at the letter nervously as I wait patiently for him to begin.
"Dear Katniss" he starts.
The letter continues on for about five minutes as I listen intently as he translates every word for me.
He was right he talks about his school and his friends. He says how he works in his family's bakery. He tells me how he has two older brothers. Peeta reveals his interest in painting. While these are all things I know all ready I still smile and listen.
He finishes telling me about how he used to play football in school and how there is a game coming up and this will be the first time he isn't playing.
He concludes in the usual way letter's end look forward to hearing from you, talk to you soon, from Peeta.
I sit in silence after he finishes for a minute and he seems to feel awkward being on the receiving end of my stare so he sits down.
"Wow….this Katniss must be a bitch to not want to reply to that." I say seriously and Peeta bursts out laughing
"Thanks" he says smiling and I sit up straight again
"No problem seriously though that was great you gave all the information that was asked. Your evil French teacher has to be impressed with that."
"You only heard it in English Katniss it could be rubbish in French."
"Course it's not" I tell him matter of factly
"How do you know?" Peeta asks, leaning towards me and I follow his lead
"Because nothing you ever write could ever be rubbish" I compliment "No matter what foreign language it is in."
He smiles and I reciprocate.
We sit in silence for a while just looking at each other until he breaks it suddenly coughing and moving away from me.
"We should probably get back to homework" Peeta mutters
"Yeah" I agree (even though I don't)
Another hour later and we have finished the rest of our homework.
I groan in relief, "Finally"
Peeta grins, "Yeah that took a while."
I finish packing all my books into my bag and I take out my phone from my pocket.
"Do you mind if I ring Prim?" I ask "I just need to know where she is I only sent her a text earlier and I need to check on her"
"Yeah no of course go right ahead." Peeta says kindly
"Thank you."
I dial Prim's number and she answers soon enough
"Katniss! Oh my god how are you? Gale said you were ill! Are you all right? Have you been to the doctor's yet? Why are you with Peeta? Are ye together yet?" I roll my eyes and look at Peeta to check he hadn't heard Prim's last question and see he is still packing away his things and looks in deep concentration so I doubt he heard.
"Hey Prim, I'm fine really. No I didn't go to the doctors I don't need to I am feeling much better now. Peeta helped a lot and was kind enough to invite me over to rest. Are you still at Gale's?" I ask
"Yeah he is here by the way he keeps asking to speak to you will I let him-"
"No!" I insist "No it is fine just please ask him if you can have dinner at his I don't think I have enough in." Prim agrees and is gone for a minute
"Gale says that is no problem and of course I can and he also wants me to tell you-"
"I don't care what else Prim sorry I have to go Peeta is waiting for me, I will pick you up soon goodbye." I hang up on her quickly before she can tell me more.
I sigh I know I shouldn't hang up on my sister like that but I don't have to energy to deal with Gale Hawthorne yet.
"You ok?" Peeta asks cautiously and I make eye contact with him
"I suppose so. Prim's at Gale's so that's one less dinner I have to organize which is a relief" I say smiling half-heartedly at him
"Oh right well that's good" Peeta says awkwardly, "You know I would invite you to have dinner here but I don't know when my mother will be home and…well…she isn't exactly the politest of people."
"Thank you Peeta, I understand." I reply. Yeah I think a dinner with Mrs. Mellark might just push me over the edge today.
When putting my phone back in my pocket I check the time and see that it is five past six.
"I should get going" I tell him reluctantly, "My mum is at home and I don't…well I don't want her to worry."
I decide not to tell him the real reason why I should be getting home to my mother.
While I appreciated the talk I had with him earlier I think he has heard enough of my problems for one day.
I stand up from the couch and he follows my lead, "Yeah all right"
I sling my bag over my shoulder and we make our way slowly towards to door.
"Thanks for everything today Peeta." I say genuinely
"It was nothing really just make sure you rest. I was glad to help." Peeta says smiling
"Well thank you anyway and I will."
I move forwards and place my hand on the door knob when Peeta tells me to wait.
His hand is on my arm and I shiver.
I turn around and we are standing so close now that I have to look up at him.
"I was just wondering…" Peeta says nervously
"Yeah?" I ask and I bite my lip trying to hide my smile while at the same time trying desperately to ignore the butterflies in my stomach
"Well Finnick is making me go to the football game that's coming up" Peeta's face flushes and his eyes dart between my eyes and the floor, "And he will probably be making out with Annie the whole time so I was wondering-hoping that you would come with me. You don't have to of course I understand it would probably be boring for you stuck with me while them two-"
I cut him off, "I would love to go."
Peeta looks up at me grinning, "Really?"
I nod smiling widely back at him, "Yeah it sounds like a great idea."
"Oh well great! Thanks!" Peeta's voice pitches at the end but he is still grinning brightly.
We make our way downstairs silently with big smiles on our faces. I wave goodbye to Bran who is still working behind the counter.
Once Peeta and I are outside I turn to face him.
"I can drive you home if you want?" Peeta offers
"Thanks but I'll be fine walking, I have to pick up some milk anyway."
"Oh right that's fine" Peeta smiles down at the ground, shuffling his feet.
"So I'll see you tomorrow then?" I say as I walk backwards away from him slowly
"Yeah you will" Peeta says looking up at me again
I turn around and begin to walk away before I turn around quickly and call "Peeta?"
Peeta has his hand on the bakery door and he turns to look at me "Yeah?"
"This football game?" Peeta eyes widen "Just in case Madge asks which I'm sure she will many, many times would this be described as a date?" I ask coyly
Peeta manage to stutter out a, "Em...well I suppose it would yeah…"
I grin, "Cool" I turn around and continue walking, "See you later Peeta!"
I hear a shocked "Bye Katniss…" in the distance and I grin even more.
I'm going on a date with Peeta Mellark…Prim and Madge are never going to let me hear the end of this.
My smile slips off my face as I realise neither will Gale or Darius.
'Well' I think to myself 'They aren't in charge of who I go out with'
If Gale and Darius take loads of girls to the Slag Heap then I can go on a date with Peeta Mellark.
Yes.
Of course I can.
Somehow I doubt they will see it that way though.
AN: DIDN'T I TELL YOU GUYS HE WOULD ASK HER OUT IN THE NEXT CHAPTER!?
See I deliver on my promises! Hehehe
Peeta so nervous and Katniss is just like YOU DID JUST ASK ME OUT ON A DATE RIGHT!?
Okay so that's not exactly how it went but you read it you guys know.
SO OH MY GOD GALE AND KATNISS STILL HAVEN'T TALKED!
AND THEY HAVE TO PERFORM TOGETHER ON WEDNESDAY FOR JAMES!
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