Ok so I decided to try a new story. it's a modern day fic, so you know, no hunger games, but I am using most of Suzanne Collins' characters. (Yeah, there not mine). So here, Katniss has moved to California and she used to live in Texas but her mom got a job transfer. She meets new people and yeah. So review if you want me to continue and here it is!
I walk down the hallways of my school, and I instantly become self conscious. Usually I don't care what other people, but when you're a new student going to a fancy school with a scholarship, its hard not to think what people will think of you.
I had just moved from my home Texas and all of my friends. My mom had gotten a job transfer, forcing me, and my 14 year old sister Prim to move to California. Today was my first day at Panem High, and to make it worse, I was a senior. So having 3 years worth of friends and then being plucked out and planted into a new school, was hard.
I especially missed my best friend, Gale. We weren't dating, although a lot of people thought we should have been, but really, we were just friends. We had lost both of our dads at a young age, leaving us with heartbroken mothers, and hungry mouths to feed.
I had moved about a week ago, and today was my first day. Unfamiliar faces stared at me, and pointed as I walked by. I hadn't always had the best cloths. Right now I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Most people here dressed in designer cloths, or at least knockoff of the originals. So you can imagine me, poor, uprooted, and messy in a fancy school. I knew I would never fit in.
I walked into what looked like the main office. A perky secretary walked up. "Can I help you?" she said.
"Um, yeah. I'm new, so I need books, and a schedule." the secretary typed into her laptop.
"Oh! You're the one with the scholarship. Congratulations!"
"Yeah, thanks," I mumbled. I just wanted to get out of here. I didn't even want to move, let alone go to some fancy prep school. She handed me a piece of paper and held up a finger. I looked at my schedule. I mostly had AP classes. The secretary walked back from the storage room and handed me 6 books. They me weighed down in my arms, but I could handle them.
"Have a good first day!" I walked out of the office, and headed to my locker, number 316. People continued to stare at me. But this one boy, with dark blue eyes and blonde hair, locked eyes with me. He stared at me as I walked down the hall.
I was too busy looking at the boy when I crashed into another person. All of my books plummeted to the floor. "God damn," I bent down and collected my books. I looked up and was staring into another pair of eyes, but these ones were pure blue, and pierced into mine. He too had blonde hair, but his was very shaggy.
"I'm sorry, I should have been watching where I was going," he muttered. I dusted off my pants.
"No it's ok. I wasn't paying attention."
"First day?" he asked. I refused to look at him, scared to see his eyes again.
"That obvious?" I asked. I pushed my hair behind my ears.
"Not really. It's just that I have never seen you here before." he grabbed my locker number paper out of my hands. "Hate to break it to you, but your locker is in the other direction."
"Are you serious?" I said. I sighed. I hadn't even been here 5 minutes and I crashed into a guy and was lost.
"Yeah, but it's ok. I'll lead you there. My locker is 315." Joy, I thought. He held out his hand. "Peeta,"
"Katniss," I shook his hand and we headed down the hall. I found the other boys eyes on me. Some blonde chick was throwing herself all over him twirling her hair, but he was being completely oblivious to her. I dropped my eyes.
"Who's that guy who was staring at me?" I asked Peeta. He would know.
"Him?" Peeta turns around and points at the guy. I nodded my head. "That's Cato."
"Let me guess. That girl who was throwing herself at him was his girlfriend?"
"Bingo. See, your catching on already. That's Glimmer," Glimmer? What kind of name was that? "Her and Cato have been together since freshman year. They probably will break up soon though. Cato stopped being 'oh so friendly' with her. She tries though."
"I can see why there going to break up. Seems like Cato is completely oblivious to her."
"He does that on purpose, has been since this year started."
"If it's such a hassle then why don't they break up?" I press. Like really? It's not that hard.
"Ask him." Peeta stops in front of a row of lockers, which I guess are ours. He points to one locker that has big black numbers on it saying, 316. I had trouble opening my locker, so I felt really silly asking Peeta for help. We walked to our first class, Algebra. The teacher had pink hair and was wearing too much makeup. On the board, which I guessed was the teacher's name, it said "Miss Trinket"
She ranted on about the lesson, which I already knew, so I mostly blacked out. About 10 minutes before class ended, a note flew across my desk. I looked over and saw Cato staring at me, and then the note. I picked it up.
Name? I stared at the note in disbelief. Really? This was how I was going to be talked to? I looked over a Cato and he raised his eyebrows. He was waiting for me to respond. I crumpled up the note and threw it into the trash can. Score. The bell rung and everyone shuffled out the door. I collected my things and walked out the door, only to find myself being followed by him.
"You threw away my note," he said. He followed me to my locker.
"It's your first day. Shouldn't you a least try to make some new friends?" I shrugged my shoulders and closed my locker. Cato was blocking the way to my next class.
"I have somewhere to go," I tried to sidestep away from him, but he seemed to copy my motions. "Can you like move?" he shook his head. I sighed at slumped against my locker. Not how my day was going.
I sighed. "Katniss,"
"Like the plant?"
"Well aren't you smart?" I had a hint of sarcasm in my voice.
"Cato," he said. I nodded my head. People shuffled out of the hall and began to file into classrooms.
"Can I go now?" I was getting impatient, and I didn't want to be late for my first day. Cato walked away from the locker.
"See you at lunch," he muttered. That was so weird. Why on earth would he want to know the new girl? I was a freak, a freak on a scholarship. And by what I've seen, he's pretty popular. So why throw it all away to get to know me? All these questions rushed threw my head, and I barely slid into my seat when the bell rang.
I looked around the classroom, and felt someone kick my chair. I turned around and saw Cato giving me a smirk. Great. 2 classes in a row. But I searched around and saw Peeta on the other side of the class. He gave me a reassuring smile, and I heard a snicker behind me. What gives?
The class went by slowly, and I spent most of the time staring at the clock. It was only second period and my day was going by super slow.
Lunch eventually came by. I grabbed an apple from the food window and sat down by a tree, and leaned against the trunk. Everyone else was sitting with someone else, or at a table. I felt a presence sit next to me and found Peeta.
"Hey stranger," I said. He too had an apple.
"It's my first day. I only know like what? One person." Peeta chuckled.
"Well you know me, and I'm willing to sit with you." what was up with everyone being nice to me?
"Thanks Peeta." I all of a sudden heard shouting and looked to the right. Cato, Glimmer, and a couple of other people were sitting at a round table. Glimmer was shouting, and I assumed it was at Cato.
"You are so oblivious!" she screamed, and stomped her foot. Cato rolled his eyes and met her eyes.
"Not really." he responded. He actually looked amused, while her face was red as a cherry.
"Yes you are! Ever since school started you haven't been paying attention to me! Why!" she looked as if she was about to rip her perfectly curled hair out of her head.
"Because. I think we need to stop dating." Glimmer looked as if she was about to burst. She started screaming at him, making a rather large scene. Cato was just laughing at her.
"We have been dating since Freshman year! You cant dump me! If anything I should be dumping you!"
"Well I have some news for you Glimmer. You were just dumped. Have a nice life." he walked off, leaving Glimmer a hot mess. She looked around and saw all eyes on her.
"What! What the hell are you looking at?" everyone stopped staring at her. I continued to watch her though. She walked back to the table and cried onto this other girl's shoulder. The other girl was pretty small, and crumpling under Glimmer's weight. She held on though and spoke reassuring words to her that it would "all be ok."
"Wow," Peeta muttered.
"Yeah," I breathed out. That wasn't something you saw every day. I took a bite of my apple. "What's that girls name? The one that Glimmer is crushing."
"Her? That's Clove. Her and Glimmer have been friends for a while. Poor Glimmer," I whipped my head around and stared at Peeta. He looked serious for a moment then began to laugh. "Just kidding."
The lunch bell rang, which signaled we had to get back to class. Peeta and I walked back to my locker. Peeta walked to his class, and I gathered my books for my next class. I shut my locker and almost screamed.
Cato was leaning up against the locker next to him. "God don't do that!" I yelled. My heart was beating fast.
"What? Scared you?" I nodded my head. Cato blocked my way to my next class. Would this happen everyday? Or was I just because it was my first day.
"So you, and your girlfriend. That was awesome." I said. He rolled his eyes.
"Yeah. It was funny, but Glimmer was freaking out." I laughed.
"Listen, now that I'm free, how about a date? Friday night?" uhh what?
"What? I mean um, I don't know."
"I'm the new girl. Why would you ask me out? You seem pretty popular, why ruin it to get to know me?"
"Oh so just because I'm popular I cant get to know you?"
"That's not what I said," my cheeks flushed.
"I know. So how about it?"
"Can I think about it?" I ask. The bell rung for the next class, and I knew I was screwed. "Shit," I mumbled.
"Sure, and chill. I skip class al the time."
"I know, but it's my first day. I really didn't want to be late."
"Don't worry. I'll see you later." he shoved a piece of paper into my hands and walked off. He walked tall, as if not afraid of anyone, but ready to pounce of anybody. I unrolled the piece of paper, which had 7 digits on it.
Ok then. I guess my first day was going better then expected.
Ok! So let me know if I should continue or not! Do you like it? Hate it? Let me know! Thanks!