*The love that I have for her is unbelievable. I just can't get over her. I see her walking the streets with him. I know they go to the forest. I wanna be romantic with her. I want her to know that I want her. The baker. He's what she wants. I'm what she needs. What's gunna happen when the next girl comes and steals him away from her? It'll happen. No relationship that he's in can last that long. I have to interfere. I care too much. She's been through too much already. I have to show her I'm the one*

As I walk down the street I see her. She's in The Hob alone. Her braid is coming loose, and she has a glow to her that I can see anywhere. I know it's sweat but it's pretty cute. Her lips are dry and her skin is pale for her olive completion. This is what the cold bitter winter in 12 does to us. She looks normal. She looks like nothing has happened and nothing will happen. Her face isn't emotional. Shes not happy. Shes not sad.

I wanna walk over. She remembers me. I gave her bread for her family a while ago. Whenever we're in school I look at her. She looks at me. Then we both turn like nothing happens. Like that day never happened. I remember it like it was five minutes ago. I wonder if she does to. It was a cold spring morning. It was a few weeks after her father died. I heard my mom yelling so I went outside to see what was happening. She was yelling at Katniss for looking into our trash. I just stood still. My blue eyes were piercing her brown. We both just look at each other. Then she shook her head at me like, it was ok. I went back in and the bread was burnt. My mom slapped me in the face for it. I started to cry but I quickly composed myself cause I knew what I was gunna do with the bread. As soon as my mom left, I walked over to her. My check bloody and all, I handed it to her, and then ran inside before my mom would see. I dream about it sometimes. I dream about what I should have done. Maybe I should have stolen money from the jar at the bakery and bought her food. Maybe I should have let her come inside. No, my mom would have had a breakdown. But, no matter. Now it's just me and her in this room… and Greasy Sae but she never really counts for much. This is my chance to really extend a friendship.

"Hi, wucha eating?" Shit. That was stupid.

"Oh just some soup", she says indifferently. Egh I guess it's worth a shot to talk about game and stuff she likes.

"Oh what game?"

"Groosling". After she answers we stay just sitting for a while. Then she gets up to leave.

"Are you walking back to the Seam?" FUCK that was even more dumb. Do seam kids like it when you call the Seam the Seam?

"Yeah" she says again with a lack of enthusiasm.

"Mind if I walk with you, I'm on the way?"

"Sure", she says less than thrilled.

We leave The Hob. She's covered more than I am. I only have a sweater. She has a thick leather jacket that hugs her body. The cold breeze makes her hair flow wildly leaving the braid it was in. She doesn't fix it. We walk for about 5 minutes without talking then she speaks. It was the most awkward five minutes of my life.

"So Peeta, how have things been lately?" Shes starting conversation. Now is my time to be funny, but not look stupid.

"Still living, what about you". I stop and take her wrist checking her pulse. I know it's risky. But, to my surprise and delight she laughs.

"Yep. Unless im a zombie vampire", she chuckles. I love her laugh. I haven't heard it before. It sound so warm and inviting coming out of such a fragile body. "So is the wrestling team doing well?"

Hey she knows im on the team. I wonder if she knows how good I am. "Great we just won against 11 a couple of days ago. How is school going for you?"

"Great. History is a bore though. No one wants to hear about it."

"Yeah you're defiantly right. Do u like math?"

"I love it. It helps me with my archery."

"It helps me with my baking." Ok time for the impossible. I take a break between sentences, and she looks at me. "Do you wanna maybe do math homework together sometime?" Im met by a smile and my heart feels like is boiling hot. I hope she doesn't notice how much im sweating. She shrugs her shoulders.

"Sure, but my math homework is in the woods hunting. You in? I could use an extra hand?"

Ok now HERE is the impossible. I have to say it. "Would Gale mind if I came?" Mother fucking Snow. I shouldn't have said it. Her smile turned into her indifferent blocked off from the world face again.

"Uhm no he won't be there." she says timidly. Im happy he won't but I won't dare smile. I feel bad for her. Maybe something happened. I try to get the happy mood back again as we reach my place.

"So when do you wanna go hunting?"

"SHHH! You live in peacekeeper central. The place is crawling with them do you want me to get killed!" I felt like my heart stopped. Then I just mutter the words.

"Sorry".

"Meet me at 5:30 in the morning near the meadow at school." Then she ran off. I felt hopeful and hopeless at the same time. But I had a "date" with her. Well she probably doesn't think that. She just needs an extra hand. We'll for now I'll be that.