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My feet start the journey slowly, silently, stealthily moving across the leaves. Then, I move quicker and I throw myself into his arms.
I've done this before, but it's not the same. Now, there is no one to impress, and no cameras on us. I look behind me, determined to see the look on my best friend's face, but he has vanished.
What does that mean? This must be a dream.
Then I feel a soft hand caressing the side of my face and I turn to see his brilliantly blue eyes staring down at mine. Gently he whispers my name as his face comes nearer to mine. Then I realize, this really is a dream, but someone is honestly touching my face.
The scene fades and I awake to see the real Peeta staring down at me. "Hey." I say, because there isn't much else I can think of.
He responds, "Good Morning, Katniss." This wouldn't be odd if he didn't say my name in the exact same way he had in the dream.
"What time is it?" I ask. Normally, they let me sleep in until I want to get up.
"Time for you to get up, before Effie comes in here and makes you get up." Peeta responds, letting go of my face. Knowing that Effie will come in here if I don't get up soon, I scramble out of bed.
At least, I try to. While trying to get up I notice that Peeta looks like he didn't sleep well. I don't know what made me ask, but this morning I felt I had to.
Stupid dream.
"Peeta, did you not sleep well last night? You look tired." Yeah, good job, Katniss. Way to have no tact. I mentally chide myself the moment it comes out of my mouth.
Peeta looks away and says, "You notice everything, don't you Katniss? No, I couldn't sleep much last night. I had a nightmare."
Again, I don't know why but I ask, "You want to talk about it?"
Peeta shakes his head, "No. I was only a dream."
I nod. It was the same for me. Regardless of how much I had enjoyed the dream while it lasted, it was only that. A dream.