I decided to write yet another story, but in addiction to Now That I'm Not Alone…so here it is!

Chapter 1 – Katniss's POV

My alarm clock was going off. I reached from under the covers for the snooze button, but I managed to knock it off the nightstand. That was a mistake. "Katniss!"

"Shut up!" I yelled to my roommate, Johanna. We both go to college at Pennsylvania State. We appear to be terrible to each other, but that's just our relationship.

My alarm clock was still going off. "Turn that fucking thing off or else I'll have to break it!"

I fell out of bed trying to reach for it. I turned off the alarm. "Happy now?"

Johanna yawned. "No, I have to get up too."

I went into the bathroom and closed the door. I turned on the shower and rinsed out my hair and got out. There was a drought, so no use in using more water than necessary. I got dressed and braided my hair to the side. When I got out, I sat down in my bed and looked at the floor.

Johanna eventually finished her shower. When she got out, she sat next to me. "What are your plans for tonight?"

"Nothing. Probably just staying here."

"You always stay here. It's a Saturday."

"I realize that."

"Come to a party with me?"

"No."

"Just one?"

"No."

"I'll make sure there are boys there!"

"No."

"Come on, Katniss! You're so lonely. You have nobody other than me and your books." I sighed. I was getting lonely.

"On one condition."

She smiled. "Anything."

"Stop bringing guys here, please! At least while I'm here." I stared her down. "Deal?"

"Deal. Now we have to go shopping."

"Why?"

"I've seen your closet, you need some new clothes." She pulled on my hand, threw some shoes at me, and we left.

Johanna and I drove to the mall. "Now Katniss, you're not going to like the way things look on the rack, so you'll have to try things on."

"I'm only getting a few things. Just for tonight. Right?"

"We'll see." She took my arm and we walked into a clothing store. "What's your favorite color?"

"Dark green."

"Well, you're not going to wear it." I opened my mouth to question her, but she threw a dress at me. It was a soft light green. "That's as close as you're getting to it." I whimpered.

By the time I got to the dressing room, I had my hands full of clothes. Johanna closed the curtain. "Try everything on and let me see it before you take it off.

1. The green dress. Not too bad.

2. Blue top with denim shorts. No.

3. Pink top with flowery skirt. Hell no.

4.-6. I want to forget them.

7. Pale orange dress. Wow.

I actually liked the dress. I twirled in it and looked in the mirror. "Katniss, are you done yet?"

"Yeah." I opened the curtain and Johanna's jaw dropped. "Is it that bad? I'll go in and take it off."

"No! That looks amazing!" Johanna tapped the shoulder of someone with their back to us. "Now, doesn't she look awesome in this?" I blushed.

The person turned around. She looked our age. She had dark skin and a nametag that said, 'Rue.' I assumed she worked here. "Girl, you better get that. You look beautiful."

"Thank you." I went back in the dressing room and put on my clothes. Rue took all the clothes, except the green and orange dresses. I decided I'd just get both of them. The cashier rang up the dresses. I saw the total. "Yikes." I handed over my 'emergency' debit card. This was the first time I had used it.

By the time we left the mall, it was almost four. "Oh shit!"

"What?" I opened the door to our dorm.

"We need to start getting ready!" I groaned. This is another part of the party that I wasn't looking forward to…getting dolled up. "If you don't whine, it will go faster!"

"Fine." I muttered.

Johanna didn't do anything with her hair, but she redid her make-up. It seemed to take her no time at all. "Now you." She smiled.

"Don't do too much. I don't wear make-up."

"I know." She opened her cosmetics bag and rummaged through it. "Close your eyes." I felt her rub stuff on my cheeks, eyes, and all over my face. "Now, what should we do with your hair?" I tried to open my eyes. "Don't! Not until your hair is done!"

"If it's okay with you, I'll just keep it just the way it is."

"Nope." I felt her take out the hair tie and run her fingers through my hair. "Oh my God."

"What?"

"Open your eyes."

I did, and when I did, I couldn't recognize who I saw. I saw a beautiful face in the mirror. I moved my head, and the mirrored one moved with me. I was staring at myself. "Holy shit, Katniss! You look amazing!"

I groaned, trying to sound pleased. Then I shooed Johanna out of the bathroom so that I could put on my dress. When I got out, she was in her normal party clothes. She gasped at the sight of me. "I feel gross."

"Well, you look the exact opposite!"

"I know," I say. "That's exactly why. So, where is this party anyway?"

"Well, you'll know when you get there."

Great. I'm going God knows where with God knows who doing God knows what. If I were God, I would be pretty happy with knowing all of this. But, I'm just Katniss, so I know nothing. "Come on, let's get this over with." I put on a pair of Johanna's sandals and pulled her out of the room.

We pulled up to a different student housing building about three minutes away from ours. "Here goes nothing." I get out of the car and slam the door behind me.

"Easy!" Johanna tries to calm me down. "Now, some of these people are over twenty one, so there will be drinks. Don't be afraid to have some!"

"But-"

"Don't start with me! I'll just make your life miserable."

I shut my mouth and walked in. There were people everywhere. There were people dancing, drinking, talking, crying, sleeping, making out, you name it. A few eyes glanced at us, but quickly turned away. "Come on!" Johanna pulled me to a table with alcohol. "Take one."

"I don't want to."

"Fine!" She grabs one for herself and drains it. "Ah, that was good! You sure you don't want one?"

"I'm fine. Just go have fun."

"Suit yourself!" She ran off into a crowd of people.

I was standing there in the middle of it, all by myself. I spun in a circle and found an empty seat. I ran and sat down. A face was staring at me. He had bronze hair and sea-green eyes. Those eyes were staring at me. "Why, you're very pretty, aren't you?" His mouth smelled like alcohol.

"Try anything and those eyes will be anything but green." He backed away, frightened, and turned his head to another girl on the other side of him.

After a while, I got bored and wanted to go home. I stood up to leave, and bumped into someone. He was carrying a drink and it spilled all over me. "What the fuck?" I screamed.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry! I didn't see you there!" He said.

I let out a tear. All eyes were on me. I covered my face and ran off.

Outside, I tripped on tree root and got grass stains on my knees. I just laid there sobbing into the grass. I heard footsteps come towards me and stop. I turned my head only to see the guy that spilled his drink on me. "Look, I'm so, so sorry! I didn't mean to do anything!"

He sounded like I was going to kill him or something. I sat up and he stepped back. "I'm not going to kill you."

"Okay, good." He let out a sigh of relief. Then he held out his hand to help me up. I took it. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," I said looking down. My dress was a little wet and my knees were scraped up pretty badly.

"It was only water. But I'm still so sorry." He hadn't let go of my hand yet. I looked down at our hands. He saw me and took his hand away. "Sorry."

"It's okay; you don't need to keep apologizing. I wasn't watching and I just stood up." I noticed some water on his shirt. "Are you okay?" I pointed to his chest and he looked down.

"Yeah, it will dry."

There was a pause.

"So, what's your name?" He asked.

"Katniss."

He held out his hand. I shook it awkwardly. "I'm Peeta."

"You don't have to be this formal." What am I doing? Am I actually talking to someone?

"Oh, sorry."

"You're too polite."

"I-"

"You're sorry, I know." I laughed. "So," I continued, but then stopped.

"You wanna go back inside and have a drink?"

"Sure." What the hell Katniss? I wanted to go home and cry. But no, apparently that's too much to ask.

When we got back inside, I could see his features. He was tall, but not a giant. He had blond hair and gorgeous blue eyes. Oh my God, Katniss! What are you doing?

I was staring into his eyes, then noticed his lips moved. I shook my head, "What did you say?"

He laughed. "I said what do you like to drink?"

"I don't know. I've never had anything before." He handed me a glass something. It smelled strange. I just held it in my hand and stared at him. "What is it?"

"Tequila. It's not too bad." He looked at the liquid in his glass. "Together?"

"Okay." I lifted my glass to my lips.

"One, two, three." We both gulped it down. It burned as it went down my throat.

"Whoa! That's strong!" I coughed a little. Peeta smiled. "That was fun!"

"Again?"

"Sure." He grabbed two more glasses. I counted this time. "Three, two, one!" We downed them. And another. And another. Eventually we found ourselves on the floor beside the couch with another class in our hands. But I couldn't take it anymore. I giggled when the liquid touched my lips. "This stuff is good." I giggle again.

"So, so good!" Peeta agreed. I looked into his eyes, and he looked into mine. Then his eyes wandered down to look at my dress.

"What are you staring at?"

"You're wearing my favorite color."

"What?" I looked at my dress, remembering it was orange.

"You like orange?"

"Yeah, like the sunset," he grinned. "What's your favorite color?"

"Um, it's green. Like the forest. It reminds me of home." I start to tear up.

"Oh no, don't cry!" He struggles to get up, but falls back down and laughs. "I can't stand up!"

I tried as well. "Neither can I!" I giggled again, this time involuntarily. I yawn soon after.

"You want me to walk you home?"

"Please." This time he has no trouble getting up. He lifts me up so that I'm standing and puts his arm around me. "Thanks."

"Where do you live?"

"In a dorm."

"No, where?"

"In that building." I point to my building, at least what I hope it is.

"You sure?"

"Yeah. Pretty sure." I stumble out of the building and almost fall into the grass, but Peeta catches me.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes," I grin. "I feel amazing."

"That's nice to know." I stop walking and Peeta does too. "What is it?"

"You're eyes. They're really, really pretty."

"Thank you." He sounds confused.

"You are also very handsome." I continue walking, stumbling a bit.

"Oh." He sounds worried now. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Never better!" I giggle again.

"Katniss, you're drunk."

"I know." He stops and puts his hands on my shoulders. "Your hands are warm."

I look deep into his blue eyes. I don't know what I'm doing. My heart starts racing and I lean in and touch my lips to his. He tastes sweet and returns the kiss.

I have NEVER written a chapter this long…I think I like it though. maybe this story will be different…who knows, right?