I decided to write this because I always thought that Peeta was a little too "cool" for my tastes. I reckoned that if he was so enthralled with Katniss, on the inside he must be a scatterbrained wreck.
Blueberries or Strawberries?
I was nervous; really and truly heart pounding, stomach in knots nervous. She was beautiful! With the way she stood there, in the sun smiling down on her as she helped a little kid open his juice box. And her hair; it looked so long and soft! Oh and her hands, such long finger's a-come on Peeta get out of it! You aren't an idiot; how hard can it be to ask her out?
Sure, she's easily the most attractive woman you've ever had the honor of seeing but still; she's just a woman. It's not like she can kick your ass right?
Well, yes she can actually.
But she can't bake the most delicious bread can she?
No. That's what you can do. So no reason to be intimidated by her. Just walk up, smile, tell her your name and ask her out.
Easy.
What's the worst that can happen? She says no.
Not that she will; you're an amazing guy. You can cook; you've got a great smile and a winning personality. So go! One foot in front of the other!
I took a deep breath and finally walked up behind her. Then panicked. Shit! What to say? What to say? Does she even know I'm here? Maybe I should run. Run! Quick! Before she turns around and thinks you're an incompetent stalker!
Before I could even think, my mouth moved. "Blueberries or Strawberries?" What kind of pick up line is that Peeta? Where did that even come from? You don't even use pick up lines!
"Excuse me?" Katniss turned around a confused look on her adorable face. Oh she's so cute, I could-wait. She's said something.
"I was wondering what type of pancakes to make you in the morning after our date?" I blushed and bit the inside of my lip before something even more stupid decided to come out.
Smooth.
Real smooth Peeta.
Now she thinks you're a pervert.
Great.
It would have been loads better if she thought you were an idiot who forgot how to speak!
Katniss let out a small laugh and a perplexed smile. "Sorry what? Is this your way of asking me out?"
"Yes? Yes. I am." I nodded quickly and just went with it. Too late to back out now.
She looked at me for a moment, sizing me up before nodding slowly. "Okay. Yeah okay."
Holy shit! It worked! She said yes!
She said YES!
Way to go Peeta!
"Tomorrow? A late afternoon picnic?" I took a deep breath and held it, hoping she would agree before I said something to really blow it.
"Okay. Sounds like fun." She smiled before walking away, leaving me standing there awkwardly. But I didn't care, because I just got a date with Katniss Everdeen!
Oh shit, I got a date with Katniss Everdeen. There has got to be at least one hundred ways for this to go wrong.
Blueberries or Strawberries? Blueberries or Strawberries?
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