Chapter 1 - KPOV:
A/N: My first FanFic! I hope you guys like it!
I rush outside, desperately trying to get to the next building without being caught in the predicted rain before the bell rang. With all the stress going through my mind, I absentmindedly slam into someone a little taller than me, dropping both of our books in the process. "Sorry!" I exclaim, dropping to the ground to pick up my books and help him collect his.
"It's fine," he replies, crouching down next to me. A clap of thunder sounds and the students outside go into stampede-mode toward the school. I take a look at his face and I instantly recognize it.
Peeta.
I shake my head slightly, as if to shake all the thoughts starting to pile up in my head away. He and I start to collect our books. By now, every student has made their way to their afternoon classes. The thunder rumbles again, causing rain to start drizzling.
Another clap, and the rain starts to pour down on top of Peeta and I. "Unbelievable!" I yell. He smiles half-heartedly and gently wraps his jacket around me. "Come on," he says, gesturing toward the school.
I would've intended on running, possibly sprinting, because I wasn't one to really enjoy the rain. But something feels different here. Something... just clicks, so I keep his steady pace.
The rain drones on, pouring down on us harder. Peeta starts to speed up and I follow. Thunder claps out again and he grabs my hand and pulls me over to the building, under the protection of a ledge. Peeta pushes dripping locks of wet hair out of my face, but I stop him by grabbing his wrist. He looks at me, confused, and suddenly we're both closer than we were before.
He pushes one more clump back. An odd sensation starts inside of me as he leans in toward me. It's a fluttering deep in the pit of my stomach. Our lips meet, and the sensation completely takes over me. He puts his hand on the side of my neck as I wrap my arms around his. He moves his hands down to my waist and holds me close.
I can't explain how I feel right now.
I feel at peace.
"If I thought this would happen, I would've dragged you out into the rain long ago," he says, smiling, and breaking the silence.
"I'm not convinced that would work," I reply, smiling,
"Oh, my God, we have class!" I exclaim. "Relax, Katniss, the bell hasn't rung yet, and look, the sun's shining now. You have nothing to worry about," he says. And with that, the bell rings. I glare at him. "Until now," he finishes.
I shrug. "You know what? I'm not even going to bother going," I say, sitting down at the bottom of a tree. He sits down next to me. "Why not? You always get to class on time. You've never skipped one," he says. "Then I think they'll be okay with me missing one class," I point out. "Fair enough," he says.
"What about you?" I ask. "I don't care. I've got Mr. Joplin now, he honestly never notices if someone's gone unless some smartass points it out, and even then he doesn't notice," he says, shaking his head at the thought.
I don't really know what to do next, so I just kiss his cheek.
