Here's Chapter two! I will update on Wednesdays. I realize that the chapters may seem short, but they do take awhile to read. Please review!

I woke up with a pounding headache. Nightmares had plagued me all night, and I had fallen in the night, to hit my head. I try to shake the cobwebs away, to no avail. I sigh and sit up. It's time to hunt, anyhow.

An hour later, I find myself deep in the woods. I find myself here. I'm at peace here. This is where Gale and I built our friendship. I taught him how to hunt here, how to live. Mother always chided us for being alone in the woods. I didn't care. The was nothing between us.I sit on our rock, knowing Gale would be here any moment.

My mind drifts to the day he confessed how much he hates basketball. He went on and on about it, until I hugged him suddenly. I'm sorry, I whispered to him. It's nothing, Catnip. With you by my side, I'm okay. I had smiled at that. We did work better as a team. My junior year, I had been sick with the flu on the night of our homecoming game. Gale missed three free throws, and was injured in the last quarter. After that, no matter what, I went. When my little sister contracted the flu a few weeks later, he helped my mother and me take care of her. Yes, we are definitely better as team.

I sense Gale's presence, and turn to face him. Gale sits and wraps an arm around me. I lean in, taking in his scent and the comfort that seems to follow him. I'm groggy from my fall in the night, and he notices.

"What's the matter?"

"I hit my head last night," I say.

He sits back, and starts to examine my head. I flinch when he finds the tender spot. "Katniss, you need to tell your mom."

I roll my eyes, but discover that I'm suddenly very dizzy. "Okay," I agree.

He stands up, but I don't know if I can. He holds out his hand, and I take it. I stand, just to keel over. I see him hovering. I vaguely remember him telling me to hold still and him carrying me home.

I wake up, and the room is dark. I turn to look at my alarm clock, but a terrible pain is preventing that. Then, I notice Gale's scent next to me. "Gale?" I whisper. Nothing. "Gale?" I croak. I hear creaking, then I see Gale next to me.

"Yeah, Catnip?"

"Where am I?"

He laughs, "Your mom told me you'd be confused. You're in her bedroom. You suffered a concussion last night. I'm surprised you aren't worse for the wear."

"What?"

"Nothing. Go back to sleep."

I contemplate this, but decide no. "I'm hungry. And thirsty. Help me up." I don't hear him move. "Gale!"

"No, Catnip. I'll get it for you." I try to sit up, and Gale pushes me down. "Katniss!" he hisses. "Lie down."

He gets me water, and I drink gratefully. I fall back asleep, and am waken just a few hours later.

"Ugggggg," I groan.

"Sorry. Mom's instructions." This time, it's Prim.

"Why?" Why is mom subjecting me to this? My head hurts.

"To check up on you. Make sure you don't regress."

I glare at mother, even though she isn't there. I guess Prim sees, because she laughs.

"Go back to sleep, Katniss. It will be morning soon."

A few days pass, and my concussion leaves. I return to school, and gather my homework before school starts. First and second hour pass, and I do not like the surprise waiting for me in third hour. Peeta Mellark has changed his math class to mine, and has decided to sit right behind me. I stare ahead the whole hour, ignoring the pssts and being poked in the back with his pencil. Finally, he rips out a piece of notebook paper, scribbles something down, and tosses the note on my desk. It's folded, and I plan on keeping it that way. I don't think to throw it away when I pass the trash on my way out, though.

At lunch, I pull out my phone to text Gale.

You'll never believe who is in my third hour now.

I don't get a respond during lunch. He's probably working.

When the bell for fifth hour rings, Effie Trinket comes on over the intercom. "Katniss Everdeen, please come to the office. Katniss Everdeen, please come to the office." My teacher looks up at me, and I leave silently. I go into the office, stopping just before opening the door. Effie is in love with me, and I can't quite figure out why. I was an office aide last year, but that's it.

I approach the counter, not knowing what to expect. "Katniss!" Effie trills. She comes to the counter, and hands me a bright bouquet of flowers. "I don't know who it's from, but it's pretty!" I smile at Effie, hoping Gale delivered these.

"Thanks, Effie." I go back to class, and the sight of the flowers gets whispers. I blush, and hide them under my jacket. People knew I was hard to talk to, so this was scandalous.

By the time I get home, the flowers are half smashed from being pressed against my chest.

"Are those flowers?" mother asks. "Those are gorgeous! Let me get a vase!" She disappears, and returns with an ornate vase that has water. She whisks the flowers away, cuts the stems, and arranges the flowers, frowning when she sees their state. "What happened?"

"People were whispering, so I hid them in my jacket." Okay, that sounds ridiculous once I say it out loud. I blush again.

She rolls her eyes, then hands me something. "Here, this was attached."

I take the small envelope, and open it.

"I heard you weren't feeling well. I hope these brighten your day.

Love,

Your secret admirer."

No, these weren't from Gale.