Trick or Treat!
In honor of All Hallow’s Eve, I’m inviting trick-or-treaters to my ‘door.’ Comment “trick-or-treat” to this post and…well, you know the drill. Treats can be anything that strikes my fancy (pics of fave actors or pairings, one sentence fics, graphics, a few words why I’m glad to have you on my flist, etc. etc.). The more “houses” to visit the more
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Katniss watches him suspiciously. He's always hanging out with the kids who take it the most seriously, the ones that call it their career, instead of what it is: a stupid high school activity that everyone's using to get into college.
Not that Katniss can judge. That's the only reason she's here, and the one reason she let them pluck her eyesbrows to open up her face and the reasons she's unable to take as many shifts at the Hob as she'd like. She's not great at line cooking, but Sae likes her work spirit, and people come in regardless.
She realizes a little too late that he's addressing her, so she says. "I assume you're here for the glory." Which is probably true. Being a wrestling champ isn't enough, apparently.
He actually laughs at that. "What glory? You think we're high up on the totem pole here?" He gestures around D12, their school. "This place is run by football stars and prom queens."
"You're a big deal. I saw you last year, at your championship wrestling match. They carried you out on shoulders, and now you want to pretend you're unpopular?" She finds the whole thing ludicrous, almost as weird as this popular boy talking to her.
But he doesn't even comment on that, ignores her implication and stares at her, eyes wide. "You went to my match?"
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(Also, the only times I've been able to leave the conference!hotel today were for food and in the rain, so I *really* needed this, yo.)
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