When I walked into the art room the next day, I was the last one to arrive. Even Peeta was there, sitting on a table. He waved when he saw me come in, and I smiled. "Hello, everyone!" he called. "In today's lesson, we are going to draw someone that we hate." Everybody looked around at each other, confused. "You remember where the art supplies are, yes?" he continued. When everybody nodded, Peeta boomed, "All right, then let's begin!"

Everyone dashed about the room, and Peeta sat down next to me. He had brought some supplies over to me, and I gratefully took it. "For the tutoring," Peeta started, looking at me. I glanced up, confused, but realized, even though my plan had failed, I still had to go along with the tutoring thing. "could we do it somewhere else?" he asked, tentatively, as if afraid I would get mad. I nodded mutely, and answered, "I can't do it today. I have… other plans." I smiled to myself. My other plans were Plan B.

I settled on drawing Principal Snow, the cruel and vile ruler who had gotten me in detention numerous times. Peeta drew a middle-aged woman, with blonde hair, and a nasty face. When drawing Snow, I added dots of blood on his lips. When I finished, we were almost out of time. I rolled up my picture. "Who did you draw?" asked Peeta curiously. I paused, and answered, "My evil principal."

Peeta laughed, and it was a long and hearty one. "Well, who did you draw?" I asked, getting defensive. Peeta stooped laughing almost immediately, and answered quietly, "My mother." Conversation dropped after that. When Peeta said it was time to clean up, I was ready. I chatted animatedly to Rue, and peeked at Rory from the corner of my eye, hoping that Finnick would remember to come late.

My prayers were granted. As soon as everyone, except for Peeta and I, had left, Finnick walked through the door. "Hey, Prim," he called. I waved and replied, "Hey ya, Finnick." Finnick looked around the room, and rehearsed, "Nice place. Do you have any jobs available? I could really need one." I inwardly groaned. Finnick started too early!

Peeta raised his eyebrows, and skeptically continued, "Well, I have a job available at my bakery nearby. We need a worker really soon, so could you stop by right now?" Finnick nodded, and answered, "Sure, I'm cool." As soon as Peeta was out of earshot, Finnick hastily whispered to me, "I had to quit my job for this, so this better work. If it doesn't…" Finnick shuddered, as if he'd rather not think about it.

We followed Peeta outside the door. Finnick and I got into Finnick's car, and Peeta called, "My car will lead the way. Just follow me." Finnick followed Peeta's BMW into the parking lot of a bakery. The sign read, "Mellark's Bakery."

As we stepped inside, the warm aroma of baking bread hit my nose. I sighed in delight, and Finnick nodded in appreciation. "Our wage is $30 dollars per hour." Finnick's jaw dropped, and he exclaimed in wonder, "That's much more than I got in my last job!"

Whole Peeta was talking, I noticed a woman behind the counter. She had red hair, and green eyes, the same shade as Finnick's. Peeta walked over to her. "This is my assistant, Annie." Annie waved, and Finnick gave her his signature wink. Annie rolled her eyes, and Finnick looked taken aback.

"So, if you want the job, you have to be good at baking. Do you have any experience?" asked Peeta. Finnick nodded modestly. "When Katniss cooks the turkey at Thanksgiving, I'm the one who saves it." Annie laughed, but when everyone looked at her, she looked down and her smile faded.

"So, let's do a baking contest. If your baking skills are adequate, you get the job." Finnick nodded, and was handed the cookie dough. "Begin!" called Peeta, and Finnick started to spread the cookie dough on the pan.

Twenty minutes later, Finnick's and Peeta's creation was finished. They each made a batch of 12 cookies. I picked one of Peeta's, and I have to say, it was perfect. The butter melted on to my tongue, and the flavor spread flames in my mouth. The cookie was crisp, and I moaned in appreciation. "You're never going to top this." I warned Finnick. He sighed, and muttered, "Oh, just try mine."

I picked up one of Finnick's. Sure, it was good, and it had flavor, but it wasn't Peeta's. "I like it." I said, summing up the cookie. Annie picked one of his cookie' and placed it in her mouth. "Not bad." she smiled, and gave him a thumbs-up.
Now, it was Peeta's turn. He picked up one of Finnick's cookies, and tried it. Please get the job, please get the job, I prayed. He took a bite, tasted it, and replied, "You're hired."

Finnick wiped the sweat of his face, and smiled. I let out a sigh of relief, and grabbed the rest of Peeta's cookies. I wolfed it down, until Finnick took it away from me. "Seriously? You are going to finish all of that?" I nodded, and tried to make a swipe for the cookies. Finnick dodged my swipe, and replied, "I meant, you are going to eat all of that without me?" He grabbed a cookie, and I lunged at him. We both laughed, until he flipped me over. I screamed, and he laughed even harder. When he put me on the ground, we both burst into belts of laughter. Annie smiled, looking at the two of us, and when Finnick gave her a genuine smile (that wasn't overdone), she blushed. Peeta was baking and laughing all the while.

The bell to the bakery rang, and in came Katniss. "Hey Prim!" she called, and she reached out for a hug. I gave it to her, and she stroked my hair. "Kitty-Kat!" yelled Finnick, icing still smeared on his face. "Finnick?" she asked incredulously, as if she actually couldn't believe we were here. Finnick reached out for a hug, and Katniss returned it. "I missed you, Kitty-Kat." murmured Finnick. "Me too." Katniss quietly whispered. "Me too."

When they let go, Peeta was gazing at Katniss. She caught him looking at her, and Peeta looked away. She stepped forward, and replied, "I'm sorry about the way I acted yesterday," started Katniss. "I guess I was stressed out about the thought of losing Prim, that… I got really irritated." She rubbed her hands together. Katniss didn't usually apologize, but when she did, she meant it. Peeta smiled, and answered, "I guess I overreacted too. I shouldn't have walked out the door like that."

Katniss smiled as they shook hands. "All forgiven?" asked Peeta. Katniss nodded. Yes! I thought! My plan is going about well!

Finnick was talking to Annie about meeting a bear. "And then I yelled at the bear, 'Get off my-'" "Wait," Annie interrupted, "is this true?" Finnick wrinkled his nose. "No." He admitted, then went on with his story, "'tent, I spent such a long time making that!' Then it roared, but I wasn't scared, and-" "Want to hear a true story?" Annie interrupted once more. Finnick nodded eagerly, and she started, "Once I got an 11 cent tip because the drink was hot." Finnick's jaw dropped, and he responded, "I would give a big tip to such a pretty girl like you." Annie bit her lip, and turned around. Apparently, this was the wrong thing to say. While Finnick was trying to amend his mistake, I watched Katniss and Peeta near the other side of the counter.

"Do you want to learn how to use the icing?" asked Peeta. Katniss shrugged, and he started, "Squeeze firmly but gently on the cookie, and try to make a pretty pattern. Do it slowly, so it comes out great." Peeta, with artistic fingers, whipped the icing on the cookie in a spiral. He handed it to Katniss, so she could try. She squeezed the icing. When it didn't come out, she squeezed harder. Katniss all but crushed the tube, so when the icing came out, it squirted all over Peeta! "I'm so sorry!" Katniss gasped, as he wiped icing off his face. Peeta shrugged, picked up the icing, and squirted it all over Katniss! He burst out laughing, and Katniss, while giggling, yelled, "It's on!" She deliberately squirted icing on Peeta, and soon, there was an all out war!

I watched all of this happily, until I realized that I was the odd man out. I was the only one that didn't have a partner. The feeling put a hole of sadness through my stomach, but I tried to hide it by eating a cookie.

"I have to go," called Katniss, and Finnick nodded. Peeta and Annie (who appeared to have made up with Finnick) waved goodbye. "Come back soon!" called Peeta, as we shut the door.

"That was fun!" yelled Finnick. Katniss was now covered from head-to-toe in icing, nodded. "It was fun." she agreed. Katniss turned to me. "Prim, when you need tutoring, you can bring Peeta over. That would be great." Katniss sounded wistful, and I nodded. "Of course!" I exclaimed. Katniss gave the biggest smile I had seen in ages. As we drove back home, I couldn't help but remember the day. Katniss and Peeta were perfect for each other.

It's almost as if they were waiting their whole life to meet each other.

Hey Guys! So this is Chapter 3. I'm planning to put 10 chapters and an epilogue. I'm planning to write other stories too, so I'll make a deal for you: If I get reviews from 50 different people, i will write a new story. If I get reviews from 100 different people, I will write 2 new stories!

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