YAY! My first not a collab with Ava fan fiction! You can call me Verra if it helps. Anyways…presenting my first story! I'm not a fan of 'this is my first story please don't hate', so if you hate this, GIVE CRITICISM! I don't even care if it's hate mail.

THIRD PERSON'S POV

Peeta quietly followed the brunette girl through the mall, very 'subtly' hiding behind tiny trash cans and plastic topiary. He grabbed his very 'manly' pen and tiptoed behind his crush.

Dear Journal,

I am currently following Katniss Everdeen around the mall. Wait…let me start over. I am currently at the mall and will most likely run into Katniss in about five minutes when I…wait let me start over. I am at the mall. I see Katniss. I am not following her. I might bump into her because we are going to the same store.

Peeta looked up, noticing the store Katniss was going into, along with her best friends. He gave a painful sigh, wanting very badly to slam himself to death before burning up himself.

Apparently, I need to go to Victoria's Secret. Because…I am deathly in need of pink panties. That's my reason for going into a girl's lingerie store. I am doing this because I need pink panties, not because Katniss is there.

Peeta gulped, sliding himself towards the hot pink door, desperately wishing Katniss would exit the store. He already lost sight of the brunette who was standing amidst many candy colored underwear. He couldn't do it. He tried, but he just couldn't do it.

KATNISS' POV

I watched as a crazy looking blonde guy dashed out the door of the mall, screaming something that sounded like 'I CAN'T DO IT! I JUST CAN'T!' A look of confusion on my face, I turned to my friends.

"Who was that?" Madge asked, looking equally confused.

"Some idiot." Johanna grumbled, hitching her bags onto her shoulders. "C'mon, let's go to the sports store."

I rolled my eyes, before following Madge, Johanna and Delly towards the Sports Authority.

THIRD PERSON'S POV

Peeta finally entered the mall again, donning a brand new disguise; a large black mustache. Grabbing his journal, Peeta once again began scoping out the tomboyish brunette. Shoving the journal into his NOT AT ALL girly backpack, Peeta jogged towards the Sports Authority he had last seen Katniss in.

He entered the store, grabbing a set of binoculars, he used it to look closely at all the sections. Ball section? Nope. Boxing section? Nope. Weights? Nope. Then it hit him. The one section Katniss would actually be in.

Peeta ran to the archery section, and sure enough, Katniss his one true love was there. However, he didn't know one thing about Katniss Everdeen that he probably should've. You should never ever ever startle a girl who shot squirrels dead in the eye while she had a bow and an entire quiver of arrows with her.

"Hey Kat-OW!" Peeta grabbed his rather private area, hissing with pain. "I think I need a medic!"

Katniss, still all too startled by the blonde, shrugged before walking off with a snickering Johanna, leaving the dumb boy quivering in pain on the floor of the archery section.

"Oh hey, Peter!" Peeta looked up from the position he was in, and wiped the foam from his mouth. Standing above him was another blonde, who was staring into a mirror a very empty look on her face. Not in a sad way, more like in a brainless way.

"Hey, Glimmer." Peeta sighed, continuing to lie on the floor slowly bleeding to death.

"Do you think I'm pretty? Because I think I am! I was just in MAC, and well, I bought a lifetime supply of this lipstick! It's called Blood Red. I have no idea why, though. It used to be just red. But then as soon as Clove started working at MAC, somehow all the lipstick names changed! And they now have paper taped on it! Weird, right?"

As Glimmer babbled on, the seriously injured Peeta got up and walked out the store. Having to walk would surely be less painful. He walked all the way to the hospital, and was surprisingly fine…when he realized the arrow was plastic.

THE END

Yeah, yeah it's short.