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Morning ( 5:00 AM )


Katniss! Wake up!

Wake up!

It's really important!

You need to wake up now!

Help me :'(

Take care of my mother for me.

I begin typing frantically.

What's wrong?

Nothing's wrong I just wanted to wake you up :)

Goodnight Peeta.

You mean good-morning :D , rise and shine sleepy head, you have to get ready for school.

Noooo, I've got 2 whole hours of sleep left and I'm not wasting it on you.

But I'm lonely.

Why are you even awake?

Because I can be.

Well I'm going to go to sleep now.

No, you're spending time with me.

No, I'm going to bed.

I shove my cell under the bed, hug my pillow and drift off into sleep.

"Peeta! What are you doing?"

He's got me flung over his left shoulder.

"Kidnapping you." He says calmly

"Put me down!" I exclaim and hit his chest

"Nah, I don't wanna." He says and continues walking towards my bedroom door.

"Put me down right now!"

"Shh, you'll wake your family."

"Don't you think they'll be worried when they find out I'm missing?"

"Yeah but they'll know you're in good hands."

"Being with you isn't exactly being in good hands." I say

"We both know that's not true." He says

"Are you planning on dropping me to school?"

"No I was just gonna leave you on the side of the road and drive away." He says sarcastically

"Of course I'm dropping you to school."

"Well I need clothes."

"Already got that sorted out love."

I grunt in frustration and let him carry me out the house and to his motorbike.

"Why am I here?" I ask while plaiting my hair in a braid.

"I already told you, I'm lonely."

"Why don't you hang out with one of your many girlfriends when you're bored?"

"Because I prefer you."

I don't respond I just watch him as he leans against his motorbike.

"So you plan on going to school at..."

"5:45 AM?" I clarify checking my phone

"Wow, it's like you want me to be a sarcastic asshole today." He says


I laugh

"Peeta, sweetheart, you're always a sarcastic asshole."

"I'm not generally a sarcastic asshole." He says

I raise an eyebrow.

"I'm generally an attractive, sarcastic, asshole." He says with a smile while crossing his arms.

I narrow my eyes at him.

"What? Not witty come back?" He asks

"Something wrong Everdeen?"

He stretches out his hand and grabs hold of mine pulling me so that I'm standing between his legs.

He places his hands on my waist and I place my arms around his neck.


"So where do you plan on taking me?" I ask leaning my forehead against his

"To cities you've never been in places you haven't heard of." He says

I give a little laugh.

"Really?" I ask

"No, not tonight. But maybe someday." He says

He sits on his bike properly and starts it.

"Get on."

I sit on it, wrap my arms around his waist and lean my head on his back sideways.

This is the most comfortable and at peace I've ever felt in my life.

He speeds down the road.

"I don't think this is a good idea."

"We're not doing anything bad Kat."

"Who does this house belong to?"

"That isn't important." He says

I sigh and bite my lip anxiously.

Why did I even agree to this? It's really chilly and I'm standing at the edge of a huge pool with only my underwear on.

My black, lace bra and panties aren't exactly appropriate for swimming in a pool of an unknown house with a boy I refuse to call my friend but there's nothing I can do about it.

I feel him stand behind me and I go tense.

He leans his head down and breathes against the back of my neck and I try not to pass out.

He traces his fingers along the small curve of my waist until he reaches my hipbone and rubs small circles against either side with his thumb.

"You have until I count to three to decide if you're getting in the pool or not." He whispers into my ear

"A-and what if I d-don't?"

"Then I decide for you." He whispers so seductively my legs start to get week.

Is this how he gets girls to be all over him?

"One." He whispers

"Peeta..." I start


"What are you going to-"


Before I can make sense of what's happening we're underwater in the pool and his arms are wrapped tightly around me.

While under the water we swim around each other for a while and I know he wants to laugh at my facial expression, which shows him very well that I'm not pleased.

We swim back up to the surface and I gasp for air after holding my breath for so long.

"See that wasn't so bad." He says

"The water is c-c-c-cold." I and he and wraps his arms around me tightly

I snuggle my head into his chest, and my hands press against his lower abs.

For a moment I actually forget how cold the water is.

"Better?" He asks

"Yes." I say and try not to smile

But I'm not talking about better in terms of warmth but better in terms of the long lost comfort I find in his arms.

We stay like this for a while until the outside lights of the house switch on.

"Shit." Peeta says

"I was enjoying this position so much." He says

"Stay here."

He climbs out of the pool and turns out the pool lights.

"Hey Grandma." He says and hugs the old woman

"Finnick." The old woman says gleefully

Wait, does she mean Finnick Odair?

"I just came to visit." He says

"How sweet of you to visit, it's a shame I'm blind, I would love to see how you've grown." She says and pinches his eyebrow

I assume she thought it was his cheek.

"Yes it is a shame you've lost your sight Gran."

"I'll have something done about it soon, I'm going to bed now goodnight dear." She says and disappears into the house.

"Hey Finnick." I say with a laugh while walking out of the freezing water and into the cold January air.

"Shut up." He says with a laugh

"So you're tricking an old woman just so you can use her pool?"

"That was the original plan but then I realized how lonely and depressed she is so I pretended to be her grandson and now I come here to visit her often."

Wow that's really sweet of Peeta.

"What's her name?" I ask


"Hazel Odair."

"That's Finnick's grandmother." I say

"Who's Finnick?" He asks while wrapping a thick, soft, hot pink towel around my shoulders and wrapping his arms around them.

"One of my close friends."

"How close?"


"Is he single?"

I burst out laughing.

"Is there something you're not telling me Peeta?"

His eyes widen in shock and he begins laughing.

"No, it's not like that," He says while laughing and shaking his head

"What is it like then?" I ask and continue laughing

"I just don't want anyone else to have you." He says

I look into his gorgeous, sparkling, blue eyes and it dawns on me that he isn't joking.

We gaze at each other for a while. Our eyes locking intensely, our breaths steady but nervous, then there's the loud beating of our hearts and a feeling I can't place.

But I know he feels it too, it's as if it's always been there but we never noticed it before.

"You know being your friend is becoming really hard Kat."

"For the last time Peeta, we're not friends."

"Ohhhh, I get it, we're a little more than that." He says and gives me that smirk which causes girls to melt but not me.

"More like a lot less." I say coldly

"Harsh." He says pretending to be hurt.

"Good." I say

He shakes his head and smiles.

"What?" I ask

"You think I don't know, you may not know yourself but I know."

Huh? What does he know? I don't have any secrets to hide but then again people always know my secrets before I do.

"What do you know?"

"I wont tell you , I need you to figure out on your own, then things will change." He says stressing on the ' will '

"What things?"

He smirks and I know then that he isn't going to tell me.

I think about the fact he said he needs me to figure it out rather than wants.

It's something to do with that feeling we both felt a few minutes ago, the feeling that made our hearts connect. I wish I could figure out what the feeling is but I feel like it's locked in a room somewhere in the depths of my heart and sadly I've lost the key.

"Let's get dressed and go back to the bike." I suggest

He leans down and his lips brush lightly and gently against mine before he pulls back.

I get butterflies again and my heart rate speeds up. Just kiss me! A part of me shouts but the other part says you hate him and he hates you, you will never be anything more than friends.

"Alright." He says


5th Period

"Explain to me again why your clothes are damp." Finnick says

"Mom forgot to put it in the dryer." I say nervously while pulling some markers out of my green pencil case.

"So why didn't you use some other clothes?" Madge and Annie ask in unison

"I'm uhh...out."

"You need to stop uhh...lying." Gale mocks me while placing four sheets of A4 paper on our table, he winks at Madge, who blushes deeply and then returns to the front of the class.

The 11th graders who are finished with their SBA'S were assigned to helping teachers out with classes for the rest of the day, so that's why Gale is here.

Because it's so cold my underwear didn't get the chance to dry and it made my clothes wet. They've been trying to get the truth as to why my clothes are actually wet out of me since the day began.

"I'm not lying." I lie

Just then Peeta walks into the class as if he isn't late and takes his seat.

"Mr. Mellark, aren't you going to give your reason for being late to my class?" Ms. Edwards asks

"I would, but I don't want to." He says and drops his bag on the floor next to him

Before she can say another word he starts making out with Cassidy.

I feel like I've been shot straight through the heart but I couldn't have expected him to stop his usual game just because we're something less than friends.

"I'll be seeing you in detention." She says

Annie, Finnick, Madge and Gale look at me then look at Peeta and when they realize both our clothes are wet they burst out laughing.

"You've got to be kidding me." Gale says

I cover my face with my hands.

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