I'm so sorry I haven't updated so long. I had some computer problems and school just began again so I've been busy. I've read some of the reviews and I'll be sure to take them in consideration when writing this story. I hope you enjoy this chapter. :)


After Katniss closed her door she slid down to the floor, drowning in her guilt and confusion. Why did she feel the need to kiss Peeta every time he's hurt? Why did I feel sparks when I kissed him? Katniss thought.

Of course Katniss felt guilt for kissing Peeta, but she was feeling things about him that she thought she would only feel for Gale.

Katniss glanced at the clock only to find that it was getting late. It would explain why she's so tired.

Katniss didn't even bother changing into her pajamas. She climbed under the bed and got under the covers, quickly drifting to sleep.

Her dreams were plagued with thoughts of her last moments with Gale. She dreamed of being with him again like they were before the games she was forced in.

How they would enjoy bread and berries. Even though it wasn't much they found a way to get by on it.

She thought about how it would feel to win the games. In the back of her mind she knew it was highly unlikely.

She would finally have enough money for her family to actually eat like kings. A nice house like her mother used to live in when she was a child.

Katniss and Gale talked about how it would be if they could just drop everything and leave so it could be the two of them. It would happen because she had Prim and her mother and he had Hazelle, Rory, Vick, and Posy. The consequences would have been brutal if they we to get caught.

Katniss' moment of peace quickly faded when she awoke to the sun shining in her eyes. Katniss walked to the bathroom and stripped herself of her clothes.

She finally got the shower to the perfect temperature after making it scorching to ice-cold. Katniss pressed the lilac button and that scent became on of her favorite capital scent.

After a few minutes Katniss turned off the shower.

She stepped out and walked through the full body dryer. She decided to wear a blue shirt and black pants. She opened the door to her room and was greeted by Haymitch having a conversation with Peeta about the Hunger Games.

Before she could step out of her room Haymitch looked over to her, "Katniss, sit. We need to discuss your training plan and strategy for the Games."

Katniss sighed and thought, this is going to be a longday.Katniss went to the table, grabbing a crusuant, taking a bite out of it. She took a seat between Effie and Peeta. Peeta sounded genuinely curious, "Are we going to need allies?"

Haymitch glanced at Peeta and I then sighed. Katniss could see something flash in his eyes. Sympathy maybe? "Do you know how long it was since a District 12 tribute won the games?"

Peeta replied quickly, "I know how long it has been, but this year is going to be different..." He sounded as if he was trying to convince Katniss and Haymitch as well as himself.

"I was thinking Katniss and I could train together and we could watch each others back in the names."

Haymitch ran his fingers through his hair shaking his head, "Peeta, don't you understand? There is only one victor meaning one of you has to die. I don't think it's a good idea. If the both of you can agree then the both of you can train until the games and we'll take it from there."

Haymitch looked over to Katniss, obviously looking for her response on this subject. Katniss felt as if Peeta's suggestion could help them along in the games, but as Haymitch pointed out there were flaws.

Katniss looked directly at Peeta, "I think it would be a good idea for us to train together. I mean we could help each other in places where one of maybe weak in. If something were to ever happen in the games I think Peeta would last longer."

Even though her eyes were set on looking at Peeta, Katniss' speech was directed mostly at Haymitch.

Haymitch picked up a glass bottle that was half full with a brown liquid. Peeta and Katniss could only assume that it was alcohol.

Haymitch poured himself a cup full, drinking the liquid. Haymitch looked annoyed. "You're the first tributes who are stupid enough to train together. Anyways, Peeta you have talents?"

Effie elbowed Haymitch. "Don't be rude. I'm sure Peeta has useful talents.

Haymitch glared at Effie, "So Peeta, What are they?"

Peeta scoffed, "I don't have any talent Katniss does. She has the skills to last in the games."

"Peeta has immense strength. It would definitely help him in the games." Peeta looked over to me.

"What are you doing?"

"If we're going to train together Haymitch needs to know your talents."

"What about your talents? You're good with knives and the bow and arrow."

"That could only help me minimally in the games. More than likely there are going to be hand-to-hand combat and I know you could wrestle pretty good." Katniss said matter-a-factly.

Peeta sighed, "None of that matters. You need sponsors and they'll you get anything you need in the arena." Peeta added on, "She has no idea what effect she has on people."

Katniss eyed Peeta suspiciously. Before she could voice her thoughts Haymitch began, "There's a chance there might be a bow and arrow in the games, but I wouldn't hope for it. In a few days when you have your session with the gamemakers show them your skills. To survive in the games you'll need to know how to survive. First thing tomorrow morning we'll discuss your skills with traps and how to set them and then we'll keep going on from there. In the meantime I need a drink so excuse me."

Haymitch stood up, grabbing his glass and the bottle with the brown alcohol. Katniss assumed he was heading to his room.

There was a temporary pause, "Enjoy your afternoon you two. We'll be arriving in the capitol in a few hours. Tomorrow is going to be a big, big day for you!"

Effie stood also, walking out the room. Katniss and Peeta listened to the rhythmic click clack of her heels.

As soon as Peeta was sure Effie and Haymitch were out of hearing range he began, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Even though Katniss knew exactly what Peeta was referring to she decided to play innocent. "I don't know what you're talking about." Katniss shrugged.

"Don't play dumb with me. You know exactly what I'm talking about. Why did you tell Haymitch all those things? I am fully capable of talking for myself."

"I told you already if we're going to train together we can't have any secrets. Nor can we hold back." Peeta face softened, but his tone remained like an angry whisper. "I know... Just let me talk for myself for now on." Peeta pursed his lips as if he was recalling something.

"We also need to talk about something else." "What else is there to talk about now?" "About yesterday..." He trailed off.

"Look, Peeta. I'm sorry bout that. I don't know what I was thinking." "I wasn't looking for an apology." There was a somewhat awkward silence, but he continued, "I'm not going to say I didn't enjoy it. I only want to know why." Peeta was looking directly at Katniss now.

Kaniss could feel a lump of nervousness building in her throat. "Peeta... I don't know what else to tell you but I'm sorry." With that, Katniss abruptly stood up and walked to her room, slamming the door behind her.

Peeta ran his fingers through his hair, sighing. All he could think of is his family and how he would give what little of what he had to be back with them.


I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. I'll be beginning the next chapter today so hope for the next chapter soon.

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