Author's note: THIS IS MY FIRST STORY! PLZ PLZ COMMENT! Disclaimer: I do not own Peeta Mellark or Gale Hawthorne, Katniss does.
Peeta's POV
I was so so nervous. I had never felt this way before. I tries asking Delly about it, but she just blew me off.
I think she had a crush on me.
So I took my only other option, and here I am, talking to Katniss's main confidante, besides me.
When he picked up the phone, I had a strong feeling this wouldn't go well.
"What?" Gale asked sleepily.
"I'm proposing to Katniss." Is said nervously, as if he could punch me through the phone.
"Great, man. Wow, what a catch. The girl on fire." He said as if we were talking about hunting or baking or whatever we might have in common.
"Seriously! That's all you have to say? Any advice?" I asked, now genuinely pissed.
"Well, the Katniss I know would want it to be sentimental but nothing elaborate.
Suddenly, I had the perfect idea.
"The pearl!" I exclaimed, completely forgetting about Gale.
"What?" he asked.
"In the Quarter Quell, I gave her a pearl, and she's kept it ever since!" I said, now pissed at myself for not thinking of it.
"Well, it it's so special to her, then how are you gonna get it without her noticing?" He asked.
Good point. What, was I going to sneak in to her house at midnight and just pull it out of her dresser drawer?
"Well, uh, I gotta go now, so ummm… Good luck." He said, probably, just trying to be nice.
But I was going to need any good luck I could.
Well, comment if you think I should continue!