This starts with the morning after Rose and Eden are caught in bed. In the middle of the 'fight' which you don't know about yet- Bryce sneaks out of the house to find Emma Mellark (his girlfriend) ;)

Breakfast was awkward. The kitchen was quiet. Madge stood at the counter, putting a lid on Maysille's sippy cup. Bryce was handing the five year old, blueberries to make a smiley face on her pancake. Rose hardly touched her food and looked deathly pale, while Eden ate his food slowly and had a light blush on his face. Gale walked into the room with the paper, just as his wife sat down at the table next to Eden.

"What is he still doing here?" he grumbled. Eden stood from the table with shock.

"Mmm. Ed would like a word with you" Gale's eyebrows shot to his hairline.

"Alright… I guess" The two men walked into the back office. Gale stood in between his chair and his desk. Eden hovered in the space between the door and front of the desk.

"I'm sorry Sir. I was really out of line. I had no idea what I was thinking."

"What you were thinking? Oh you were thinking alright!"

"Sir…?"

"You sure in hell weren't thinking with your brain!"

"I…"

"NO! Your penis was doing all the thinking! Your brain was just going along for the ride…!"

"Sir I meant no disrespect" stuttered the flushed man

"DON'T YOU INTERUPT ME!"

"Sorry" Eden whispered.

"Just… get out of my house" Gale said sighing with defeat.

Bryce slipped out of the house. He walked along the porch to the back and followed the forest line. He could never tell his dad he liked Emma Mellark let alone that she was his girlfriend. His dad might make him sleep outside! Bryce stuffed his hands into his jean pockets and walked around the Mellark house. Knocking a few times, the teen stood back from the door and waited.

"Hello Mr. Mellark. Can Emma come on a walk with me?"

"Sure… Ems!" he called back into the house. Emma bounced down the stairs in a turquoise strapless sun dress. She had little gray sandals strapped onto her feet and a knit gray berate hanging off the back of her head. Light curls fell from under it over her shoulders and onto her back. Bryce swallowed, hard. He looked up at Mr. Mellark as Emma gave him a kiss on the cheek. Peeta looked down at the boy and winked. Embarrassed, Bryce looked down at his shoes and hurried off the porch. Emma ran after him and grabbed his hand. Smiling, the boy twirled her in a circle. They walked into the forest together hand in hand until, Emma ran ahead and yelled back,

"Catch me if you can!" Bryce looked up startled and ran after her. The two didn't get far before a scream flew out of Emma's mouth. She had hit the ground hard because of a tree root she had not seen. Her boyfriend caught up with her and started to help her up. Dirt covered her pretty dress, face, legs, and arms. "Owe!" she squealed. His eyes widened. He checked her over, seeing blood in a few spots, mostly on her knees, elbows, hands, chin, and it looked like she bit her lip.

"We have to clean these cuts- can you stand?" She made little effort to get off the ground and erupted with tears. "You're really nothing like your mother" he sighed. He picked up her hat and then reached behind her, pulling her small body to his side. His arms entangled under her butt, and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

"No! No… I don't want to go home" Bryce stopped and turned back to the forest. He walked all the way to the lake then up the spiral staircase of the tree house. He sat her down on some pillows and opened a cabinet marked medical. Pulling out a wash cloth, first aid kit, and some cleaning fluids, he returned to Emma's side, putting the kit and fluids next to her. Bryce glanced at her wide eyes and shook his head. He pulled a water bottle from an overhead cabinet and pulled out a bowl. He sat down on a pillow in front of Emma. "What are you doing?" she whispered.

"I'm going to clean these cuts…"

"NO! Bry" she squealed moving away a little. Bryce raised an eyebrow. "It's going to hurt" she whispered again. His jaw dropped and he snorted.

"If I don't clean them, they're going to be infected and that will hurt more" He poured some water into the bowl and dipped a corner of the washcloth into it. He brought the washcloth to her dirt covered face. She seemed more relaxed after that, but not enough to take the tense out of her shoulders. "Em, please, I'm not going to kill you." Bryce clicked open the first aid kit and took out a few cotton balls. Sticking a cotton ball at the top of one of the fluid bottles and turned it over. He took hold of her leg. "It's just going to sting a little…" he whispered and brought the cotton ball towards her knee. "OW" Bryce grabbed his side. "Why, did you kick me?"

"I'm sorry!"

"No you're not!"

"I know! But that's because you said it was going…"

"To sting! Yeah that's the point! It's getting all the icky bad stuff away from your cuts! You don't have to kick me…" Bryce was trying hard not to laugh. He took hold of her leg again and wiped the ball along her knee.

"NO!" she cried out and grabbed his hand. He put the cotton ball down, and she calmed a little, letting her hand fall to her lap again. He took another cotton ball and put the fluid on it. Once again he took her other leg, before she could grab his hand; Bryce had already wiped it along her knee. She hissed at him. Now Bryce was laughing. "Why are you laughing at me?" She whimpered, tears falling from her eyes.

"It's funny… duh"

"It's not funny! YOU'RE HURTING ME!"

"I'm not hurting you, Emma" His girlfriend started to protest, "I'm helping you"

"Helping it hurt more maybe" she said quietly, wiping the tears from her eyes.

"This is nothing… wait till I have to dig into those small little cuts and take out every pebble and piece of dirt…" he said inspecting her left knee. Emma is screaming and balling now smashing her small hands into his chest, trying to knock him over. "EMMA! I'm kidding! I don't have to do that!" she continued to punch him in the chest. "I have fluid for that…" he grumbled. He got up and looked out one of the windows. By now Emma had pulled herself into a small ball and was quietly sobbing. Looking back at her, Bryce came back and sat behind her. He cradled her head and ran his hands through her light blonde curls. Reaching over slowly and grabbed his supplies and ran his fingers along her arm. Wipe.

"Bryce!" she squealed. He kissed her forehead. New cotton ball. He took her hand. Wipe. "Bry!" He kissed her cheek. New cotton ball. He kissed the back of her other hand. Wipe. "Bryce…" He inspected her chin and lip. Lining up the new cotton ball with her chin. He leaned down and kissed her on the lips. Wipe. Now she was giggling. She kissed him again and he took out a new bottle. "What's that…?"

"Don't worry it's not going to hurt" after cleaning all the cuts, he placed light pink Band-Aids all over the wounds. "Alright time to go home."

"I don't want to go home"

"Well I do" She glared, he smiled cheekily. The two fourteen year olds walked into the Mellark house.

"What happened Ems?" Peeta asked looking at the Band-Aids.

"She fell and I had to clean out all the small cuts" Bryce shrugged.

"How did she let you do that?" Peeta asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Duct Tape does wonders" Bryce grinned. The two men looked away at the fuming girl as Katniss walked into the room.

"OH! Emma! What happened darling?" Katniss asked holding the girl's shoulders.

"She fell and Bryce had to clean the cuts" Peeta replied

"How did she let you do that?" Katniss gasped.

"Duct Tape does wonders" Peeta and Bryce said at the same time.

"JINX! You got to give me some cheesy bread!" Bryce yelled. Peeta hit him on the back and led him into the kitchen.

Again tell me what you think! I love reviews. Sooooo review please.

Ha Emma is a wimp ^^ Eden prolly isn't going to be let into the Hawthrone household for a while... poor Rosie. And Bryce can't tell his father he has his first girlfriend. Hmm... interesting.

Erin