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Dawn

~A couple of weeks later~

"Well if it isn't little miss Everdeen" A hear high pitched voice behind me. I roll my eyes and turn around only to face the bitch, Glimmer. Make up cakes her face and her hands are on her hips where yet another pair of tight shorts that reach her upper thigh and a revealing blue shirt. Yikes.

"Well if it isn't the slutty skank" I say crossing my arms and smirking.

"What retched thing are you wearing? I mean look at it" She makes a disgusted face at my clothes. I roll my eyes and scoff. I'm wearing ripped black jeans with my black high tops and a Mayday Parade band tee hanging loose, a black undershirt beneath the band tee. Bracelets on both wrists and my hair in a braid and eyeliner. My bag hangs loose on my shoulder filled with homwork and assignments i don't bother doing.

"Slutty as usual Sparks, you suprised me there, I never knew you could use big words" I say picking at my black nail polish.

"Stay away from Cato, he's mine" She sneers getting my face.

"Isn't everybody?" I say patting her cheek roughly. I walk away as she huffs and goes to the bathroom. She's probably checking her make-up or stuffing more tissues in her bra, if she even wears one. She probably doesn't. that would make her usual ump and dump easier and quicker. I spot Clove and Jo and make my way over to where they are slowly. Jo leaves to go to the bathroom I'm guessing and a group of girls quickly surround Clove. I walk very quickly to where she is.

"Why don't you just kill yourself you filthy slut" One with blonde tips says.

"Maybe that's why your father left, because you were such a disgrace" The blonde one says.

"What the fuck are you little bitches doing?" I say clearly pissed. That's too bad for them. I notice people turn to look at the soon to be fight happening.

"Look bitch, stay out of this alright? Just go to the corner and cut yourself or something" The one with blonde tips says.

"I would go to the corner but i think you belong there, or did they kick you out because you didn't get any business?" I ask her. Some people snicker at that.

"Look bitch, just go jump off a bridge, do us all a favor" The blonde one says. My anger has now escalated quickly.

"Bitches first" I tell her. She looks shocked.

"Look, get the fuck out of here before I fuck you up you won't see your face for weeks" The blonde tipped one says getting all up in my face. By now almost everyone is staring.

"Why don't you make me?" I taunt as I push her back rouchly. Clove comes to my side telling me its noth worth it.

"I feeel bad for her dad, he purposely got into that car crash" The blonde one smirks. I tense at that. I slowly turn my head. Clove lets go of my arm.

"WHat the hell did you just say?" I say roughly pushing her back again and again. Jo has now come back and heard what happened and was now holding the other girl back.

"You heard me you worthless peice of shit" She spits out. Oh hell no. By now everyone is looking.

"I raise my fist and punch her straight in that fake little nose of hers. You can hear the crack and it echoes in my ears as the girl stumbles back holding her nose.

"You bitch!" She shouts. I duck at her failed attempt to punch me. I push her back and punch her in her eye. I had dropped my bag earlier and Clove had picked it up. I had got in a few good punches and was about to uppercut her when she had punched me in the lip. I stumbled back and touched my pulsing lip. I held my hand out only to see blood. I spit some out and tackled her and began punching her over and over again. Once I was done beating her up I spit near her feet.

"Bitch" I snarled dusting myself off.

"What is going on here?" I turned only to find the principal standing there angrily. He looked from the blonde to me. A couple of teachers were now helping her up and taking her to the nurse.

"Your in big trouble missy" He said grabbing my arm.

"The fuck do you think your doing?' I shouted yanking my arm from his grasp.

"Watch your language, you beat a girl up, I'm doing what every prinicple would do in a situation like this" He says angrily.

"Bullshit, you haven't even hear the story and your blaming me already, some prinicple you are" I snarl.

"What's the story then?" He asked.

"She provoked me, she was making fun of my friend with that little slu- with that little friend of hers"

"That's no reason" He said.

"Oh and your going to beleive her sob story about her trying to help me, if your going to suspend me for doing this go ahead, I never knew doing the right thing was bad." I said.

"She's telling the truth sir" a tall boy with tanned skin and sea green eyes and bronze hair says. He was handsome.

A while later after explaining the prinicple let me go with a warning. I sighed and went on home since I was exhausted. My lip and eye hurt like a bitch. I slammed the door and headed up to my room and closed the door. I looked at my dark blue walls with a couple posters from bands I liked and my desk that had a stack of cd's and drawings as well as one picture of me and family all together. My laptop was there as well as my stereo. My drawer had another picture of my family and one of my dad as well as my alarm clock. My bed had its covers unmade and my closet was slightly open. I miss dad. I had a mirrorin my room. I didn't really look at my reflection. I logged into twitter and looked up my name "Katniss Everdeeen." A lot of tweets popped up about my dad's fans missing me andwishing they could meet me, some still saying condolonces about my father.

(random twitter name): I miss the days when Katniss and her dad would make videos and post them here. Those were the days. #RIPMark

A video was attatched to the tweet. I press play smiling as me and my dad popped up smiling.

"Hello everybody" My dad said.

"This is my lovely daughter Katniss, isn't she beautiful?" He asked pinching my cheek. I giggled and push his hand away.

"Hiya" I said beaming at the camera.

"Her dream is to become a singer like me and keep entertaining you while I become old" He said. I giggled at him when he mentioned old.

"Katniss, Mark, dinner time!" My mother's was heard.

"Well, we gotta go everybody, see you next time"

The video stooped. There was no next time. That was the last video. I could feel something on my cheeks. I lifted my hands only to find they had dried blood. I huffed. The picture of dad stared at dad. The tears were nowstreaming down my face. I cried as I threw everything off my desk and tore the posters from my bedroom walls.. I screamed as I took my clothes from my closet, ripped them and smashed the mirror in my room.. I sank to my knees as I hung on to the picture of my father asking myself and the heavens above why they took him from me. Why they took the one person who understood me completely. Why.

After a while, I got up and stared at my reflection in the broken mirror. My eyeliner stained my cheeks and my eyes were puffy and red. My shirt had ripped a little. My jeans were dirtied and even more ripped. I looked through the pile of ripped clothes and found out streched sweats and a t-shirt with a black oversized sweater. Since I didn't have the strength to actually rip clothes I just stretched them out. I got what I needed and took a shower. As the water poured on me I thought of what happened. How the blonde chick made a comment about my dad. I quickly dried off and put on my clothes. Some broken peices of mirror sprawled on the floor around it. I reached for a broken peice of glass. I hadn't done this for a while. Scars littered my wrists I knew underneath the clothes I wore my thighs had some too. Though not as bad as my wrists.

I traced a rather long scar with my finger. Just as I was about to do it, my door bell rang. I sighed and quickly stuffed the pile of clothes in my closet and closed it. I picked up the peices of mirror and stuffed them in the cloest as well the borken mirror. I picked up the torn posters and threw them away. The door bell rang twice more while I did that.

"Coming!" I yelled. I picked the cds and put them on my desk as well as my lap top and drawings. I hid the pictures of my family under the bed sheets and ran down stairs and threw open the door. My fluffly blue socks making soft pats on the ground.

Well god be damned, Cato Hadley was standing on my very door step.

"Welcome to your death chamber, how would you like to be tortured?" I asked sweetly yet sarcasticly. He cracked a smile.

"Sarcastic as ever Everdeen" He said patting my head and coming inside. What a gentleman.

"Only for you" I said closing the door.

"Nice place" He said gesturing to my humble home.

"Oh cut to the chase, why are you here?" I asked crossing my arms. Cato has been a complete idiot to me the whole time I've been at school, bugging me whenever he can. Oh you know you like it when he bugs you. A voice inside my head also known as my concious said. Yes because being bugged is a total turn on. I mentally rolled my eyes.

"Not one to beat around the bush are we?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I don't like it when people waste my time" I shrugged.

"I came to check on you" he said scratching the back of his neck while looking down and biting his lip. How adorable. I widen my eyes. Did I hit my head or something? I pat my head for bumps to blame for that insane thought. Cato notices this and raises an eyebrow.

"Something's wrong with me, I hit my head and I thought you looked cute right now, oh my god" I freak out patting my head for bumps once again. When I don't find one I start to freak out more. Was I drugged? Did the blonde chick inject me while I punching her? Oh my god, I was drugged.

"You think I'm cute?" He smirks.

"No I think your hot" I said but slammed my hand over my mouth but quickly took it off and yelped in pain. How do I forget about my busted lip? Only you Katniss. Only you. I touch my lip and realize I haven't really cleaned it up. I hold my hand out and see blood on my fingers. I let out a string of colorful words as I hold a napkin to my lip.

"Here let me help you" Cato says as he picks me up and carries me to my room.

"I can walk you know" I say.

"I like helping beautiful girls" He says and I frown. I am not beautiful. I am not even decent.

He sets me down on my sink as he takes out rubbing alcohol and then stands between my legs cleaning my lip and getting a cold bag of peas from the fridge and putting it on my eye.

"You have nice eyes" He says glancing at me. my eyes were grey, just like my father.

"Thanks?" I asked holding the bag of peas to my eye.

"I say we go for ice cream later" He says smiling a bit. I smile. Cheap shot.

"This is so cliche" I laugh.

"How is that?" he asks smiling with a twinkle in his eye.

"Look at us! Your standing between my legs and attending to my sorry ass and we're both so close!" I say.

"Let me see your eye" He sees taking the bag of peas from my eye all the while holding my hand.

"Thats a shiner" he says.

"You should see what I did to her" I said cracking a smile. He looks at it for a while and then looks me in the eyes. Both of us lean in and we're about to kiss when his phone rings. He mutters something and looks at it.

"My parents want me home, so uh, I'll see you tomorrow" He says putting his phone away. I nod.

"I'll take you to the door" I say hopping off the sink and leading him to the door.

"Thanks" I said closing the door. After he left I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I slid down the door.

What just happened?