The train journey home is awkward and filled with a deafening silence. I have no idea why but it is all the same. Peeta stands just a few inches away from me looking out of the same window I am but it feels as if we're miles apart. I sneak a glance at him and see that his forehead is creased obviously deep in thought. Just as I'm about to open my mouth and break the tension the train pulls sleekly into the station. We're the only ones from district 12 who "decided" to go to university this year so we're alone on our departure. Laughter fills my ears as Prim runs into my arms and I spin her around, hugging her tightly. God, it's only been a few months since I last saw her but it's like she's completely grown up! As Peeta and I round the corner, eagerly being led by Prim we see dozens of people all cheering and smiling at us, the familiar cameras flashing in our faces and the sound of welcome home cries. In one of the richer districts I doubt people returning from their first year at university would be a big deal but here it's unbelievable. Nobody has ever even attempted it before. We smile and put up the 'united front' that we've perfected after all this time but then we hear shouts of 'kiss. kiss!' the shouts get louder and louder until our smiling faces and entwined fingers can't keep them at bay "kiss. kiss!" Peeta turns to me with what I've come to recognize as his smiling - yet - still - asking - my permission - before - he - kisses - me - face so I inconspicuously roll my eyes making it look as if I'm doing it for the crowds but Peeta must pick up on the double meaning as he laughs a bit under his breath and I can't help but smile at his cuteness. "Kiss. Kiss!" He softly places his hand on my cheek and leans in. The crowd cheers and sparks fly (figuratively though - it'd probably be a bit dangerous if sparks literally flew...oh the irony) It's becoming different with Peeta, I just don't know what changed. After about 5 seconds of kissing we're harassed with instructions on how to pose and being yelled at with the same stupid questions and badgering interviewers we've dealt with time and time again. Then we're pulled apart and my only hope of seeing him again will probably be tonight. Even though it's been years since the games ended our nightmares still conquer our minds and we still need the other to comfort us in the night.


AN: Hey! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Another short, sweet one...I hope. Anyway I'm hoping to post another chapter tonight but I'm shattered so it might have to wait until tomorrow (or maybe the day after coz I'm gonna be out and don't know when I'll get the chance to write it up) So, I just wanted to post this tonight and see what happens with the next few chapters. Feel free to post some suggestions and things.

Love you guys x