Basorexia Part 2 - Forbidden Fruit
Rating: T for language
A/N: Part two of my drabble Basorexia. This part takes place immediately following the first part, and while it’s not necessary to have read part one, this will probably make a lot more sense if you have.
She can’t believe she kissed Peeta Mellark.
Her twelfth grade English teacher.
He’s not in class the next day. Nor the day after.
Rumours abound, as they’re wont to do in high school hallways. Did you hear about Mr. Mellark? He’s on indefinite stress leave. I heard he punched principal Abernathy in the face. I heard he tried to jump off the Arena St bridge!
She’s terrified. Horrified. Heartsick. Has she destroyed his career? Has her impetuousness, her stupid school-girl crush, cost this kind and gentle man not only his job, but his sanity?
He must hate her.
Panem is a big place, but she’s been paying attention. She’s seen him at the ravine multiple times with his canvasses and paints, almost every Saturday morning when she jogs the wooded trails just after sunrise.
Today is no different.