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Acceptable Payment: A Date With Katniss Everdeen bartending part-time at The Hob, courtesy of a strong reference by fellow CapU alumni Johanna Mason. A block from her and Johanna's apartment was a tiny bakery. is weird." Johanna Mason and Katniss - this was the part I was so surprised that I teared up at. The hidden meanings behind the Catching Fire release date . Johanna Mason intrigues her and the first time Katniss Everdeen lays eyes on her, she's entranced. What happens when Katniss gives into her.
Once in, a picture of a blue chair appeared and told readers to check back on March 4. On March 4,the site began to release portraits of the various characters. On April 10, the website was updated and fans had to tweet using the hashtag HungerGamesExplorer to unlock new stills from the movie. A still could be unlocked every day leading up to April 14,the teaser trailer's release date. The film was also shown in the 4DX format in selected international territories. It features motion-enhanced seating, wind, water sprays, strobe lightning, and scent-based special effects.
Catching Fire received generally positive reviews from critics. The website's critical consensus reads: It also reported, "Critics are impressed that [Lawrence] commits to Katniss just as much as she would a complex David O. Katniss is a character worth a handful of sequels. She had settled into her new routine, splitting her time between school and work with ease. On an early October morning, Katniss walked her usual route to CapU, looking forward to another day of fieldwork.
The long hours she spent in the woods around the city, collecting plants and analyzing forest beds, were her favorite hours of the day — alone, quiet, and reminiscent of the sights and smells of her father. It brought the comfort and solace needed to ease her into the chaotic messes that were her nights at The Hob.
This day had been particularly dirty and difficult, and when she had finally begun her walk home some eight hours later she was satisfied but exhausted. That's when she smelt it. A block from her and Johanna's apartment was a tiny bakery. Just as she walked by its little, yet undeniably enticing, window display, the door opened as a happy customer clutched a buttery Mellark Bakery pastry bag tight in their hands. The delicious smells that tantalizingly wafted out beckoned her feet inside before she even realized it.
Anything I can help you find today? The look on her face at the sight of so many delicious pastries must have been exuberant, as when she finally locked eyes with the clerk he had a beaming smile on his face. Her cheeks blossomed with a burst of color — both at the realization of her undeniable croissant-drooling expression and at the sight of the young man behind the counter.
She was greeted with golden-blonde hair, curling haphazardly across his forehead, and a charming smile. His eyes were an even lighter blue than Prim's and he had a lone streak of flour along the bottom of his jaw. He wasn't particularly tall, but had a wide, stocky build that was thick across his chest, tapering in under a flour-covered apron tied neatly around his narrow waist.
Her blush deepened at the realization that he was very attractive and, consequently, she was blatantly staring. I…well, I'm not really sure what I'm looking for. Those are my favorite, actually. He eyed her steadily, patiently waiting for her to respond with an adorably exciting grin on his face. It was contagious — she found herself smiling shyly back, inwardly berating herself for acting so flustered. To her immense pleasure he chuckled happily, nodding his head in agreement. I just finished a batch of a Mellark Bakery specialty, commonly referred to as cheese buns.
The smell reached her nose with renewed force and she couldn't help but sniff hopefully into the air. He flashed her yet another dimple-bearing grin and happily held out the bag to her. To welcome you as a first-time customer, this one is on me. She stared at him blankly, unsure of what to do and uncomfortable with the free delicacy.
Katniss didn't do free; she could afford it and wanted to pay for it. Her stomach wriggled at the thought of seeing him again — stop it, why are you thinking this way, you're being ridiculous — and before she could think better of it she muttered back, "okay.
Enjoy your cheese bun. She barely remembered the walk home, suddenly being aware that she was simply there, and she jammed her key into the lock. Johanna was asleep on the couch in the few hours they had left until they had to head to work, so Katniss tread softly to her room and closed the door, waiting until she was comfortably perched on her bed before opening the still faintly warm package between her hands.
It was the most delicious thing she had ever eaten. He'd even put two in the bag. She tried to ignore the peculiar excitement she felt when she realized she would have to go back for more.
December 17th It was a tradition every year that when Delly Cartwright came home they got the entire CapU group together to get completely shitfaced and reminisce about old times. I think it's the perfect amount of slutty for you. In typical Johanna fashion, her skirt barely covered her ass and the top of her breasts were spilling out of her shirt; an average day in the closet of Johanna Mason.
Katniss frowned as she looked at her own appearance. She was greeted with sweatpants and a spaghetti-stained tank top. You can't go to the bar looking like a hobo. Tonight will be fun! It'll be good for you to get out, let loose, have some drinks, black out, and wake up next to a stranger you'll never see again! He'd landed himself a fancy job at a law firm downtown and she rarely saw him anymore. The only people she ever saw regularly among them were Johanna, Annie, and Madge.
In the case of Johanna, perhaps she saw a little too much of her. Go get changed, I expect to see at least some ass tonight from you! Katniss raised her hands in surrender, heading towards her own bedroom. She wasn't one for dressing up and her selections were limited. Clothes had never exactly been a top priority for her — but her closest friends would all be together again tonight, so she felt a need to at least try. As she sifted through her limited selection she could hear a knock and some squeals definitely not from Johanna at the opening of her front door — Madge and Annie would be spending the night, as was tradition, along with Delly.
Wriggling into some jeans, she bundled up to face the cold and headed out to join them, feeling light with the promise of a fun night with old friends. The bar was busy, teeming with many others their age who were also happy to celebrate the homecoming of faraway friends during the holidays. The four of them arrived and wormed their way through the crowd, spotting Finnick and Gale at a table near the back end of the bar. Their heads were difficult to miss — both tall and athletic, they dwarfed over many others and were a guiding beacon wherever they went.
To Katniss' surprise and delight, a short perky blonde was with them as well, talking a mile a minute and waving her hands around enthusiastically. She'd grown up with Delly almost as long as she'd grown up with Gale.
More recently, Delly began attending the same medical school as Prim up north in her first year of doctoral training. She was the only first-year offered a volunteer position at the hospital this Christmas! She'd missed him, her oldest friend. He beamed at her; she knew how hard he'd worked to take care of his family over the years just as she had, driven by the same circumstances as herself.
Their fathers had worked together, passing away in the same accident so many years before. Upon graduating high school, Katniss had retreated into the comfort and familiarity of her father's old stomping grounds. Gale, meanwhile, had gone into law in order to enforce stricter work site regulation laws.
She was incredibly proud of him. The moment was over when Finnick threw an arm over their shoulders, a devastatingly gorgeous smile upon his face. Hey Hawthorne, Undersee, let's get these sickly lovebirds a celebratory round or two!
It was their usual tactic: Gale's large body pushed their way through the crowd, Johanna's voice was decibels higher than anyone else's, and Madge's striking All-American good looks never failed to capture the eyes of a passing bartender. Perfected during their days together at CapU, the technique was what Finnick referred to as the drunken triforce. Delly laughed in agreement. So I convinced her until she felt the same way —" "It took you 2 years of convincing Finn, how do we know you haven't brainwashed her.
Annie looked over at Katniss, placing a petite hand over hers. I always felt the same way about him as he did about me. Madge and I are always hoping you'll find someone that'll catch your eye. No one knew about the bakery. No one knew about Peeta. She wasn't ready to divulge that information yet, not even to Annie, not to anyone — to admit it was to make it real. She was terrified of making it real, only to have it end in disappointment.
Gale and Madge came up behind her, dropping two more trays. Gale laughed cheerfully, throwing an arm over a blushing Madge. One round each for Finnick and Annie in celebration of their engagement —", a sea of cheers erupted amongst them, "— and a third round celebrating the return of our dear old Dell here!
They cheered, they toasted, and they shot them back one by one. As the alcohol burned down her throat, Katniss pushed the thoughts of a tousled, blonde-haired Peeta out of her thoughts and focused on the happiness that enveloped her from being amongst her closest friends. October 11th Katniss had fieldwork on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. She had bills to pay. She couldn't stop thinking about those goddamn cheese buns. She'd first eaten them on a Monday. On her way home from class on Tuesday night, the little bakery was closed, the sweets and pastries in the windows barely visible from the light of the streetlamp.
On Wednesday, she had chickened out. She'd walked by the little shop with her head tucked down, braid twisted carefully under Prim's knitted winter hat, and eyes firmly on the road ahead. She wasn't entirely certain if she wanted to go back for another cheese bun or just to talk to the friendly baker again. Peeta that she hadn't been able to get out of her head.
She was attracted to him. She wanted to ignore the little bakery for the rest of her life out of spite. But after a busy night at The Hob on Thursday night, and living off of little sleep during her fieldwork on Friday, she found herself daydreaming about the little buns as she meandered her way through the woods that afternoon.
By the time she was done, she had collected very little samples and her lab instructor had been less than pleased. She blamed it on her lack of sleep, but in reality was having trouble concentrating when her stomach was twisting over itself at the thought of going back to that damn bakery.
So she wasn't all too surprised when she found herself walking up to the storefront of Mellark Bakery on her way home that Friday. She felt embarrassed — should she try and pay him for the cheese buns again? What if he wasn't here today? Had he really wanted her to come back? The door chime echoed softly into the tiny shop as she was greeted by the warm and inviting smells; immediately she felt her mouth water at the sensory overload. Bewildered, she looked around her feet and saw a blonde head peeking out from under the window display.
Chuckling at her puzzled expression, he carefully crawled out and pulled himself up in front of her with a sheepish smile. Katniss smiled in response, feeling an unfamiliar tug in her stomach at having him stand so closely as opposed to behind the counter like before. Being closer to him, she could better appreciate his stature; shorter than Gale and Finnick, he was much broader and stockier, his Mellark Bakery shirt fitting snug across his shoulders.
She tried not to stare. Or think about why she noticed this in the first place. Although I think she may have been on to something, pink is a good colour on you. Calm down, Everdeen, you're acting more like a girl than Madge Undersee does.
He didn't seem to notice, however, and he positively beamed at her, dimple flashing. I really hoped you would! Although, if you don't mind waiting a few minutes, I have a fresh batch just about to come out of the oven. They're best when they're fresh. Um…I have a few hours before work, really, so I don't mind waiting.
He had a way of looking at her that made her feel a bit light-headed. She wasn't quite sure what to make of it, and she couldn't decide if she liked it or not. Uh, here, why don't you grab a seat. She sat down and, to her surprise, he pulled out the other chair and sat down casually next to her. I used to go there all the time when I came home in the summer from school. It can get a bit crazy I suppose but it pays well and it's close to home.
Perhaps because people like rowdy, wild Johanna typically worked at places like The Hob, and for some reason she didn't want Peeta to think that she was like that.
My roommate works there, so she got me a job bartending to help pay for my school fees. Sounds like you're a hard worker. He continued, "What program are you in? I love the woods, and being outside. So, um, if I'm ever covered in dirt that would be why. His eyes lit up curiously, and he seemed genuinely intrigued. That's such a unique field. What caused you to get into that? Telling them the truth meant telling them about her father, about the many hours they used to spend in the woods together before he died, and she didn't like to bring him up.
Her father was special to her, a huge part of her life despite not physically being in it, and only those closest to her were lucky enough to know about him. But for whatever reason, she decided to tell the story of her father to Peeta. Maybe it was the honesty she saw in his eyes, or maybe it was the way he just looked at her like he genuinely wanted to know. So they talked about her father and Prim, about her classes and her fieldwork, and about the many nights she spent waving off drunks at work.
He looked her directly in the eyes and asked all the right questions, laughing heartily at her dry sense of humour and prompting her to speak more in twenty minutes than she typically did after an entire shift at The Hob. So when she left the bakery a short while later with another warm package between her hands, she left with a smile and a spring in her step, feeling light for the first time since the day Prim had left.
December 18th Katniss woke to the feeling of being squished. Her head pounded, her mouth felt dry, and she was overcome with a wave of nausea from the offensively bright light peeking in from her bedroom window. Why the fuck did I let Gale buy jagr bombs.
Why the fuck did I drink them. Johanna better not be naked next to me again. Her eyes opened in alarm at that thought, and she wearily sneaked a peak over her shoulder from her edge of the bed. It wasn't a naked Johanna, although there were two bodies lying next to her.
Closest was a shirtless Gale what the fuck?
Katniss furrowed her brow in confusion. Evidently the boys had spent the nights as well, but the sight of Gale and Madge together was a new one. Just as she was about to decide to not question it and fall back asleep, her bedroom door was wrenched open by a still-drunk Finnick.
Gale and Madge shot up abruptly beside her. I just ordered us a huge McDonald's breakfast! Get your asses up and come have a mimosa with me!
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He cackled gleefully and shut the door behind him with a flourishing bow and a "you'll thank me for breakfast later! The room was met with silence. Hey, my pants are still on! That's uh, that's…that's good right? I didn't mean to, uh, get personal in your bed. Madge had a curious caught-in-the-act look about her that suggested whatever happened between them last night wasn't a first time encounter. Madge flushed, hands scrambling to find and straighten her shirt.
In truth, Katniss was happy about whatever had happened with them. Madge had had a crush on Gale since the day she met him in 8th grade, but had been too shy to speak more than two words to him throughout high school, him having been a few grades older than them.
We didn't wanna tell anyone yet, but I guess the Finnick is out of the bag…" Gale chuckled, his voice raspy. My head feels like I got hit with one.
You ordered the last round of jagr bombs that caused half of us to black out. Sorry Catnip, I don't think I'll be leaving your bed anytime soon. November 4th Before long, Katniss found herself incorporating visits to the Mellark Bakery into her weekly routine. She stopped by to enjoy a cheese bun with Peeta after her fieldwork on Monday's, Wednesday's, and Friday's, and they both treated the occasion as a normal part of their day.
As the weeks went on, she found herself staying just that much longer with each subsequent visit. Peeta was just so engaging. He made her feel comfortable and personable, feelings that she experienced very rarely with other people. He had a way about him, a way that drug her out of her shell and brought her more to life.
He was just so bright, in every sense of the word, and it startled her with the ease in which she opened up to him. She learnt a lot about him, too.
He had lost his father as well; Peeta had been at an art school a few states over when his father had succumbed to a heart attack a few months previously. Consequently, he flew home to help run the family bakery a few days a week while his older brothers split the remaining hours. He also taught an art class at a local high school a few days a week because he "couldn't stand to be away from it for too long", claiming it helped him to focus his emotions after his father's passing. They shared many stories of one another's father's, and found a common respect for one another's loss.
He loved to draw and paint, and he decorated all of the cakes at the bakery now that his father was gone. At her inquiry, he had also shyly admitted that the beautiful murals that danced along the walls of the bakery were done by himself.
He'd gone to school on a full scholarship, and only had to complete one last semester to earn his degree, something he intended to finish when things at the bakery settled down a bit more.
He was a year older than her at twenty-six, and he went to the same high school that Finnick had gone to, a few districts over from her own. This news had taken her by immense surprise; she was terrified to mention anything about knowing Finnick in the fear he knew him, too. For now, she wanted to keep their friendship could she call it that?
She wasn't really sure a secret between just them. Katniss also discovered a lot about him that she had a difficult time putting into words. Like the way his dimples flashed whenever she told him something new about herself. Or how he was so confident with himself, comfortable with who he was, but still retained an endearingly self-deprecating attitude towards his accomplishments. She noticed he had some of the longest eyelashes she had ever seen, his eyes were the clearest blue, and his smile was the tiniest bit crooked.
And she could not deny the flutter in her stomach when she would come in to witness him hauling hundred-pound bags of flour over his head, the muscles in his arms swelled and coated with the lightest sheen of sweat. But perhaps what she enjoyed most of all was the look on his face whenever she came in on her usual days, as though he was always pleasantly surprised to see her. He made her feel as though he was genuinely happy to see her, Katniss, not her, the customer.
His face lit up, smile beckoning, and they would start their usual greeting. It's good to see you again. How's it been going today? She kept the cozy secret all to herself, worried that if she put their friendship into words that the happy void it had filled in her life would vanish as quickly as it had come.
December 18th She closed her bedroom door behind her, taking in the sight before her with an amused smirk. Finnick was whistling in her kitchen, sipping on a mimosa while brewing a pot of coffee. Annie and Delly were snuggled together on her couch, a precautionary bucket by their heads.
Johanna's bedroom door was open, revealing two feet under a mountain of blankets. Muffled grumbling could be heard from underneath the pile. At least someone else is finally awake with me! How's the coffee coming along?
Delly cracked one bleary eye at her. Odair is still asleep. Usually she's the one giving us a wakeup call. Aren't any of you going to ask me why I'm in such a good mood this morning? He began pouring cups for Katniss and Delly, who both eagerly grabbed a glass while stoutly ignoring him.
The fact that you guys have McDonald's on delivery here is good enough news for me. Katniss sighed contentedly beside her. From her room, Johanna could be heard shuffling around, no doubt motivated by the scent of coffee. Finnick was on the swim team when they all went to CapU; after graduating with a kinesiology degree he got a job as a personal trainer on campus. Thom was his old high school friend, who graduated from a similar program at a school a few states out.
He came back to work alongside Finnick, so they'd heard his name mentioned from time to time by him and Annie. Anyway, it turns out his parents are letting him throw a New Years Eve party this year at their house since they'll be flying out to see his grandparents instead. He wants it to be bumpin' so he asked you all to come! Odair, you've redeemed yourself. You guys may not know many people there, but you wouldn't even if we went to some shitty bar anyway.
Think about it — all people our age, rooms to crash in, a DJ, a huge house…oh, and did I mention that it's going to be an open bar? Delly squealed happily, finally awakening Annie from her slumber. No long lineups and overpriced drinks like last year!
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Oh my god, we'll have to go shopping, I need a new dress! Finnick laughed, placing a smacking kiss on her forehead before standing up and placing his hands on his hips triumphantly, a mischievous grin on his face.
This was a rare thing for her. It wasn't that she avoided men, per se — she just had a hard time finding anyone to get excited about. Every rare time she had met someone that she'd thought had been attractive enough, normal enough, they had always gone and done some stupid thing or other; whether it was stalking her at The Hob while she was on shift, making out with another girl while she'd gone to the bathroom, or asking her if she wanted to try a 3-way with Johanna, the few men she had "dated" had all ended up failing miserably.
And then there was Peeta. They certainly weren't dating by any means, and she had no reason to believe he was even attracted to her. Hell, he could have a girlfriend for all she knew, and she tried desperately to reel in her imagination before it got the best of her. But it was absolutely impossible to find a fault with him, and consequently she found herself daydreaming about him more often than she cared to admit.
There was, of course, his looks. She had acknowledged to herself on the day she had met him that he was good-looking; you would have to be blind not to admit as much.
After a few weeks of getting to know him, however, she now found him to be downright beautiful. His skin was so fair, a stark contrast to her olive tones, and lightly speckled with a hint of freckles along his arms and just across the bridge of his nose. His blonde hair, always slightly tousled and endearingly fallen in slight curls across his forehead, looked soft to the touch. He had a shy, endearing smile, with dimples that she had come to adore.
She particularly found herself shifting uncomfortably whenever he lifted heavy packages to and from the kitchen on order days; his teeth would clench in effort and his stocky, chiselled build gave him so masculine a physique that she clenched her thighs together at the sight in order to alleviate some of the pressure she would feel building between her legs. Then there was just him, Peeta, and who he was.
He was just a genuinely good person. He spoiled all of the young children that came in with their parents, sneaking them a cookie whenever their mothers weren't looking, and he made sure to remember all of his customers by name.
He simply made everyone feel special. The happy, confident demeanor in which he carried himself was infectious; she had never seen a single person leave the Mellark Bakery without a contented smile on their face. Whenever she tried to tell him as much, he grew flustered by her compliments, as though he wasn't used to receiving them. It was probably the self-deprecating behaviour about him that attracted her most — it was as though he was completely unaware of how attractive and good he was.
Then again, when she came in one afternoon to find him wearing a pair of nice-fitted jeans and a blue t-shirt as opposed to his usual Mellark Bakery wear, she reconsidered this thought.
Obviously, she was attracted to him because he was ridiculously, incredibly hot. How was your fieldwork today? She momentarily lost her voice. Prim has sewn me enough scarves and hats to keep me warm for a lifetime. He hummed in response. When he realized she was staring at him, she saw a faint blush rise to his cheeks.
I'm lucky to have such a talented little sister. Damnit, he is so hot. Try and relax, Everdeen. Gotta be the supportive teacher and all. She'd been worried that he had a date tonight. With a girlfriend that she didn't know whether or not he had. He chuckled at that. I'm sure you'd rather be with them. It wasn't until she was halfway home that she realized she hadn't even bought any cheese buns.
December 21st "How've you been feeling now that you're gettin' some from Hawthorne every night? They had had a girls night out — shopping for Christmas presents and, now, enjoying a bottle of wine back at her and Johanna's apartment. When Johanna had walked in on them making out furiously on Katniss' bed the morning after the pub, the two of them had become the butt of every joke for the past couple of days. For shy Madge, she had been permanently embarrassed since being found out.
She's been so secretive at work, catching rides from a mysterious stranger. Looks like I know who bought you flowers the other week, too. Annie was a counsellor at one of the local high schools; Madge worked at the same school as a music teacher. They often drove to and from work together, until recently that is.
Madge blushed further red at the uproar that came from this admission. Any chance she could find to rib her best friend for she would definitely find a use for.
I don't think I want to know about your love life, Jo —" Delly was cut off by a loud, impertinent laugh from Johanna "—but what about you, Kat? Have any boys managed to catch your eye? Unfortunately from the sounds of things, I'm the only one who's managed to get lucky in the last little while. You could keep it down once in awhile. Is there anyone you've met while I've been gone? Katniss shook her head firmly. Last guy I went on a date with tried to sleep with both of us. It takes you a long time to admit your feelings to yourself, and even longer before you admit them to anyone else.
The girls nodded in agreement, even Jo. Just know we'll be here ready to listen when you're ready to tell. It appears we've run out of wine, ladies!
December 27th Despite the fact that school was done for winter break, and Katniss therefore had no real reason for being at the Mellark Bakery at her usual time, she still went and Peeta never questioned it. If anything, their conversations shifted knowingly from discussions of finals and grading to talks about Christmas and ugly reindeer sweaters of which he wore regularly throughout the month of December.
She had happily placed a large order of cheese buns to send to Prim, and took home another batch for her mother and the Hawthorne's, of whom she and her mother spent Christmas with every year. Did she like them? She looked up to see an eager grin awaiting her, and she couldn't help but lift her lips in response.
Thank you so much! To be honest, I think she liked the buns more than my actual Christmas present for her. That was my plan all along, you see. I really missed Prim obviously, but I'm so proud of her for getting that volunteer position that it's hard to be mad at her.
He had an odd look on his face, as though he wanted to say something, but instead he smiled encouragingly at her to continue. A little tough to not have my dad around, he was such a Christmas fanatic and my mom just isn't very…festive, to put it lightly.
But my brothers and I would've made him proud with the disastrous tree we decorated for him. His eyes were alight with amusement, and she laughed along with him, feeling that ever-present lurch in her stomach whenever he managed to bring a smile to her face.Catching Fire Training Scene(HD)
Which, she admitted to herself rather annoyingly, was quite often. She was officially crazy. She was at a bakery for no reason other than to talk to a guy. This was in no way a Katniss Everdeen-like thing to do.
She felt like Madge. Maybe even Johanna, with this level of crazy. She didn't even eat the cheese buns anymore because she was worried she was going to put on extra weight, and that was only when she even remembered to order any. But she had butterflies in her stomach every time she talked to him. She felt warm and fuzzy whenever he remembered minute details about her life, and he looked at her sometimes as though she was the single bright spot in his whole day.
She felt this connection with him, somehow, and it had crept up on her so unexpectedly that she realized after it was too late that she didn't want it to stop.