She crept up on me

I'm sorry for any mistakes, they are all mine, please don't judge because I wrote this last night. Also word isn't on my computer (i have no idea why i mean dude!) so i wrote this on my Kindle then emailed it to myself yada yada yada. enjoy :)

Katniss pov

I reluctantly opened my eyes and scanned around my train compartment. I heard the clicking of the wheels on the tracks as we approached the capitol. Sighing I thought of the day ahead of me and ran my hands through my knotted hair. Effie entered my compartment, without knocking as usual, informing Me we were "only hours away" with a largely over the top grin. Safe to say Her enthusiasm is not contagious. After a much needed shower I dragged myself to breakfast only to be met with the top of Haymitch' s head as he appeared to be sleeping in his breakfast. Rolling my eyes I began to try and awaken him. Eventually I gave up and slumped myself down on the chair and closed my eyes enjoying the silence, until a horrible whirring noise cane from the door "now Katniss please don't slouch like that in the capitol, what will people think?" Effie scolded. "They'd probably think I was tired" I muttered bitterly under my breath straightening myself up. I looked to my left to notice Peeta had entered with Effie, I cursed my new ear I would've picked that up before. We ate to the wonderful music of Effie' s droning. It took the gold haired women a good 15 minutes to notice one key person in our team wasn't listening in fact he had a face full of pancakes…literally his face was in the pancakes. She kicked him under the table and he jolted awake with a groan "why in the hell did you wake me up like that?! Are you insane?! Has all that dye been absorbed into your brain and made it mush?!" Haymitch ranted at Effie.

The two continued to argue over the matter I listened intently rather amused, suddenly I felt a tap in my shoulder. I looked to my left to see Peeta, he moved his face near me and for one horrible moment I thought he was about to kiss me. "Don't they sound like an old married couple?" He laughed, I forced out a giggle but I didn't find it that funny "you think everyone sounds like an old married couple" I shot back smirking as his face morphed into one of confusion. I began to chuckle loudly, "you don't remember? On the victory tour you said Prim and her friend Joey fought like a married couple too" "guess I've only been around couples that fight" he smiled sadly, wow way to guilt trip me Peeta. We continued our meal in silence contented with listening to the argument that was happening across the table "you never wake a sleeping drunk, it's dangerous, everyone knows that" "that's sleepwalkers Haymitch" Effie said with a voice showing no signs of patience.

It was another two hours until our train pulled up at the capitol, it was just as we'd left it mere weeks ago. All four of us stepped into the reception of a grand hotel of sorts. The ceilings were high and decorated with chandeliers that twinkled, I'd say it was beautiful, if it wasn't for the awful situation. The smells that entered my senses was that of fruit, but not the fresh smell of fruit many tributes were used it, like everything in the capitol it was enhanced to make it "better". The smell made me gag much like the people. We were taken to our quarters by an avox. Effie told us they are holding a Victor' s dinner at 5, another thing that made me . talking to people wasn't a strong point of mine I must admit, that was Peeta' s job, he's the loveable boy next door, I was the girl with the snarky attitude as Haymitch so kindly puts it. We are dismissed and walk to our rooms, my hand keeps brushing against peeta' s and eventually he stops and takes my hand fully. "I'm so glad we made up katniss" he said kissing my fingers softly, "me too, it's almost impossible to hate you" I laughed jerking my hands away from the unnecessary contact. Peeta looked like a kicked puppy but forced a smile "I should go get ready, let's show these victors what we're made of hey?!" He smiled genuinely wrapped me in a one arm hug and left for his room. One arm hug. That perfectly describes our relationship. One sided and awkward. I strolled into my room only to find a beautiful black dress on my bed, it had thin straps and cut off mid thigh from what I could tell, I don't know much about clothes, but it was nice. I walked towards it and found a note laying on it "knock em dead- Cinna " I grinned at my stylist, always fabulous. Looking at the clock I was suddenly thankful I had showered on the train as it appeared Effie had rambling for longer than I thought. I just about had time to throw my dress on. As it was not a public appearance event the victors were left to their own devices, something I was very glad of, I couldn't take anymore fake wedding talk.

When I was ready I came out to find Haymitch nursing a whiskey like a baby drinking mother's milk. It was disturbing to say the least. I cleared my throat and he sat up, suddenly all business, he surveyed me up and down and broke into a smile. "Looking great sweetheart, you look the part now just remember to be nice and make friends, if you're serious about Peeta surviving then you need allies and tonight and training are the only opportunities you'll get" he winked at me as Peeta came out of his room dressed in a simple black suit. He looked handsome as always. He stared at me with a vacant look in his eyes "hey hey hey eyes front soldier" Haymitch laughed, Peeta suddenly looked up startled at being caught doing…I had no idea what he was doing. I brushed It off not really caring, there were more important things to worry about.

Me and Peeta arrived at the dining hall and were shocked at the mountains of food, any food you could imagine was on this table. Most victors were socializing at this point and I suddenly felt as if I was the new kid at school with everyone else playing with their friends while I stand and watch. Peeta of course is already talking to someone, my eyes scan around the room for anyone who looks non threatening enough to speak to. I sigh and sit down on the nearest chair and begin to wallow in self pity that is until I feel a gentle tap on you shoulder. "Hey brainless it's called networking you should try it" a gravelly female voice rang out from just behind me, I turned my head to be met with the abdomen of Johanna Mason district 7, I look up from my chair to her face "well maybe I'm not very good at it" I try to say in a bitter tone but It comes out soft and whiney. "What so lover boy does all the work?" She says smirking. I turned my head away taking an instant dislike to this women, she continued to talk but eventually gave up and stormed off muttering curses under her breath . "Bitch" I thought.

I heard a soft chuckle behind me just as out the corner of my eye I saw the chair being pulled out from beside me. "Not a Johanna fan huh? Not surprising she's a little…much for some people" the voice spoke, his voice was like velvet. I turned my head to be met with strikingly blue eyes that resembled the ocean after a storm. Finnick Odiar. The capitol' s sweetheart."sweet Lord where is a jealous fool when you need one" the voice in my head spoke and just as the thought entered my head Peeta arrived giving Finnick a "threatening stare" Finnick just chuckled and left with a "I'll leave you lovers to it" and winked at us. I groaned and placed my head on the table, God I hated people what was their obsession with talking and sharing. I had to endure Peeta trying to hold my hand and talk to me about the people the people he was talking to. It was beyond boring. Eventually the horrible dinner came to an end an My networking had stayed with Johanna and Finnick. Great job Katniss, Peeta had spoken to almost everyone at least twice.

I stormed into my room walking past Haymitch and Eddie who appeared to have waited up, I ignored Peeta' s concerned calls, why did he have to care some much. The night had been a disaster. Well tomorrow was training and a new day to show off and do much own sort of networking, I needed strong people to save Peeta or at least trust worthy people.