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As a thank you for the 50 reviews, I squeezed in some extra writing time and got this next chapter done as quickly as I could!

Here's Just Say No. Hope you enjoy it!

I'm sitting in the woods with Gale. We've just been hunting, and we're sitting down at our favourite spot, watching as the sun sets over the beautiful horizon.

I have to hand it to Gale. Most best guy friends wouldn't take their best girl friend's fake dating and allegedly-nationally-broad-cast sex with Peeta Mellark very well, but Gale has risen up and proved himself a fantastic best friend. He told me he's totally fine with me and Peeta, and that there is no jealousy or strings attached to our friendship, and that he was sorry if it ever came across that there was. He then asked me if I wanted to go hunting with him today, so I thought why not.

Gale hands me a flask of tea, and I gratefully sip it. It's getting a bit cold now, actually, so I enjoy the sensation of the hot liquid flowing into my mouth. It tastes a bit odd actually, but I assume it's some sort of funny new concoction of Greasy Sae's creation.

I finish the contents of the flask, set it down, and I notice I feel a bit strange. My body is tingling a bit.

"Are you ok Katniss? You look a bit cold," Gale says, concernedly. He wraps his arm around me and leans his head on top of mine and sighs.

I sigh too, because rather than settling down and sighing at the sunset, all I want to do is jump up and try and alleviate the tingling in my body. Out of nowhere, my mind flicks to Peeta, and the tingling gets stronger as I remember the kisses we shared just a few weeks ago.

I can't take it any more. I stand up, stretch out my arms and legs, and am poised to start running back to District 12, when Gale interrupts my train of thought.

"What are you doing, Katniss?" he asks, frowning.

"I'm going off to find Peeta!" I say, giggling.

"Are you sure you don't want to stay here and snuggle up with me? It's getting kinda cold," he says, frowning even harder.

"Nope! I have to find Peeta and merge our bodies into one in a sweet, juicy orgy of the flesh! Sorry Gale, we'll finish this evening off some other time!"

And without a backward glance, I start running toward the outskirts of District 12.

I'm practically feverish when I bang on the Mellarks' door. I hear a rustling inside and footsteps approaching the door.

I shut my eyes, unsure whether I'd be able to get the words out I need to say while I'm actually looking into Peeta's intense blue eyes.

"I love you, I always have and I always will, and all I want to do is rip your clothes off and ravish you right here, right now!"

I open my eyes, pleased that I'd managed to say the words, when I'm gripped immediately with mortification.

Peeta's father is standing there, looking bombshelled.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry, Mr Mellark! I thought you were Peeta!"

He manages only a brief nod.

"Um, can I see him?" I ask tentatively, worried that I might never set eyes on Peeta again.

He merely nods and saunters back down the corridor.

Peeta walks up to the front door, a confused expression on his face.

"Hey Katniss. Listen, you haven't said anything weird to Dad, have you? He looks like he's been shot or something."

"No, no, nothing you need to worry about," I say, blushing, extremely keen to change the subject.

"Alright," he says, unconvinced, but thankfully he doesn't press the subject. "So, what brings you here?"

At that moment, my mind switches back to its original objective, and the tingling comes all over my body again, and as I look into Peeta's beautiful eyes, at his strong, muscly arms, his sexy, golden hair, the tingling grows so strong I can't contain myself.

I fling myself onto his body, and his arms wrap around me to catch me. His eyes are filled with confusion, but he doesn't stop me as I press my lips onto his, and kiss him with such urgency this might as well have been our last minute alive.

I'm losing control, the tingling is taking over my entire body. I'm itching to go further, to rip off the clothes that are keeping us apart, when Peeta takes his lips away from mine and sets me gently on the ground.

"Katniss, what are you doing?" he asks, gently.

"Making sweet, juicy love to you, of course!"

Peeta is looking confused again, and, even in my tingle-ridden state, I can tell he's finding it hard to express his thoughts, a very rare occurrence for him.

"Why do you want to have sex with me Katniss?" he asks.

"Because you're sexy and you're handsome and I'm completely in love with you!"

Peeta's eyes light up, but I can see the internal struggle he's facing.

"Katniss, you haven't been drinking, have you?" he asks.

I'm getting annoyed now. The tingling is getting so intense I can barely stand up. So I decide to take action. I run up to him, take hold of his shirt, pull it over his head and fling it into the bushes, and do the same with my own. I want to take more clothes off, but I don't think he'd let me, so instead I fling my body at him and kiss him once more.

The tingling is getting even stronger and I feel like I'm on fire. Peeta, although somewhat hesitant, isn't stopping me this time, and I feel the thrill of defeat. His hands fondle with the clasp of my bra, and tingles run up my spine.

"Oh my gosh Katniss, what are you doing?"

At first I thought it was Peeta, and I immediately stiffen. But the tone of the voice registers in my sluggish, tingle-ridden brain and I recognize it as Gale.

I turn around angrily to face him, immediately redoing my bra.

"What the Hell are you doing, Gale? Friends do not interrupt friends having sex. That is majorly uncool."

I scowl at him with as much ferocity as I can muster.

"Katniss, were you really going to have sex on a doorstep. With Mellark?" says Gale, adding a quick "No offense, dude," at the end.

Peeta wraps his arm around me, and I feel incredibly safe in his iron grip.

"Whatever Katniss choses to do and with whom is entirely her business," says Peeta coolly.

Gale's looking angry, and I glare at him with a silent "Don't you dare start an argument."

The tension in the air is unbearable, and I'm relieved when I see my slutty cousin Clove, who's visiting from District 2, walking past.

"Oh, hey guys! What's up?" she asks, wandering up to the doorstep to join us.

"Katniss and Peeta were just about to have sex," says Gale, his voice hard.

"Oh, great! An orgy! I'll join you!" says Clove. We watch on in amazement as she proceeds to strip down to absolutely nothing. Peeta and I avert our gazes when she removes her underwear, but Gale doesn't seem too keen to look away.

"Now, how are we doing this? Is it like a whole group thing or are we just gonna pair off?" asks Clove.

I hoped Peeta or Gale knew what to say, because I was dumbstruck.

Luckily, we were saved the necessity, as Peeta's mother chose that specific moment to mosey up the hallway to have a gawp.

Unfortunately for her, she wasn't quite prepared for the scene in front of her, and I watch in helpless silence as her face slowly turns purple.

"Peeta Mellark, would you care to explain what is happening!" she says, forcing the words out through gritted teeth.

"It's not what it looks like," he says, unable, as was I, to formulate some form of reasonable explanation.

Unfortunately, whatever plan Peeta had for solving the situation was immediately ripped to shreds as Clove decides to weigh in on the discussion.

"We're having an orgy, Mrs Mellark!" she says brightly, "Would you care to join us?"

I really do have to hand it to Clove. Not many people could make me laugh in a situation like the one I was in now, but I had to stifle an eruption of giggles when she said that.

"I most certainly would not! Would all of you please leave right now!" replies Mrs Mellark. Gale and Clove walk off together, and although Clove is looking a bit disappointed, I can tell from Gale's lustful expression that they may have plans to salvage the evening.

I wave goodbye to Peeta, not even bothering to fish my top out from the bushes. I walk home, the picture of demure elegance in my bra and jeans, feeling the tingling slowly dissipate and the fogginess in my mind disappear.

I realise Gale must have drugged me, and I make a mental note to kill him in a slow, painful manner. I then flush with embarrassment as I remember my actions earlier in the evening, but somehow I cannot bring myself to regret them.

I make another mental note to visit Peeta again sometime soon. Purely as a gesture of friendship, a platonic visit between two friends. It has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that he is extremely attractive and an amazingly good kisser.

No, nothing at all.

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