He leads me gently to the meadow. He only stops when we're behind a bush big enough to conceal the both of us. It's by the woods. No one I know dares to go inside. It's dangerous. They contain predators like wild dogs and bears. Maybe even lions and tigers.

He starts to talk to me, and I talk back. It's nothing but small talk though. I don't know how long I've dreamed of him liking me. I wonder what it would feel like if he ever kissed me. This maybe selfish, but it's true. I want Katniss Everdeen to die in those games. I hope the careers kill her. I hope they make it a good kill. Slow and painful. I want her to know how it feels to want something you know you'll never have. I don't care if her family morns her death for months. I don't care about them. I am only thinking of myself. I know though, for her entire time in those games, I will never have him. He will NEVER be mine. What if she doesn't die, what i she becomes the Victor? I try to push it out of my head. I don't want to think of it. I don't want to think of it as a possibility.

"Beatriz?" He asks and I jump back to reality.

"Um...sure, yes" I reply, unsure of what he said.

"You weren't listening were you?

"Of course I was!"

"Ok so what did I say then?

"Well I've forgotten now! You know how short my memory is!"

"I just asked if you wanted to come back to mine? I could steal you some proper bread for you?"

I grin. What really discretely then! Your mum will KILL you. Remember last time?"

"Well I've improved since then! You watch! Besides I need you to watch the tribute parade with me. I can't stand to watch her alone."

Everything comes to mind again. If I were a dog, I would start growling at the mention of her. I'm not though, and I'm his friend. So I nod and get up and then pull him to his feet! Well I would have if he wasn't so heavy! Instead I fell on top of him. I have a sudden urge to kiss him, but that would probably push things in the wrong direction!

We stop when we get to his front door. He turns to me "I'll go inside and ask if it's ok. If it's not run or find some way of getting into my room!" he giggles a little. I see it fade as he closes the door.

He opens the door quickly "Quick, go." He mutters. Then he shuts it. I know he was joking about trying to get into his room, although he'd be thankful if I did. He probably won't be allowed to watch her. It will be nothing but background noise in that house. They'll get away with it because they're part of the Merchant section of district 12. He'll be one of the few people in district 12 who'll actually want to watch the games. I expect his evil mom will have him locked in the kitchen baking bread or frosting cakes. I'll have to watch it with my family later, just encase the peacekeepers decide to do their random search at our house. At least I can make sure he's alright tomorrow, at school.