Camp Mockingjay - Ch 3
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The next morning, the female counsellors are eating our oatmeal together in the mess hall and I notice a few of the teen girls whispering and pointing at some of the male counsellors. When Peeta says good morning to me as he passes by, I think I see hearts in their boy-crazy eyes. I spot Gale at the guys’ table, watching me. I wave but he looks away. Weird. Maybe he wasn’t looking at me? I shrug a shoulder and try to follow the conversation going on around me. Bad idea. For the rest of breakfast I dodge questions about whether or not Gale and I have a thing going on, and if not, then do I want there to be. I thought we looked more like brother and sister than a couple, but Johanna is certain the way he looks at me means he wants more than friendship. The whole idea gives me a queer feeling in my stomach, so I shovel my oatmeal in a little faster in an effort to finish up and get outside.
For the rest of breakfast, I have to listen to Johanna detailing the best spots in camp for hook-ups, in case we need to know. Ugh. I’m not here for boys. The only useful information she gives us is a reminder about the big bonfire tonight for the counsellors, and an invite to an all-girls swim at the lake tomorrow morning. I’m not much better with girl talk than with boys, but a swim with no kids sounds nice, and I really should try to make friends. Otherwise, it’ll be a long summer.