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Cato POV

I have seen him again today.

In the garden with a girl,(I think she's one of Finnick's patient Ann or something?)

He looks good, not like 'Oh that boy looks good' but happy. However he always looks really good with his big blue eyes which shine so brightly just like his golden hair which radiates in the early afternoon sunlight. Oh and his smile makes everything brighter, he's is currently speaking with Finnick's girl and I can't help but be jealous of her. I wish I could be her walking, talking, laughing with him it's really quite laughable. I don't know the first thing about this boy but I want to know everything about him so badly. Ever since I met him I can't stop thinking about him, I also want to ask Katniss about him even though I hate her so I think this is getting bad. Katniss is suppose to be looking after him but it looks like is she currently talking to Gale instead, fiddling with her braid. Arrrrrrrrr! Katniss always does what she wants, that's way I hate her so much.

I'm sitting at the window overlooking the garden where Peeta is, I'm currently tagging along with Effie in the Day room : where our patients come to socialize. To see her behaviour and see how she is settling into the hospital. All she is doing is bouncing around the room and chatting to people five thousand times too fast for them to understand. It's pretty funny also kinda nice to see a patient so happy because I have no idea what to do with ones who aren't, it's really pathetic in my line of work. It's been about a three days or so since the new arrivals came and Effie is fitting in just fine but the whole time all I can think about is Peeta. How is he doing? Is he enjoying himself?

Does he miss me?

Now that one shouldn't be there, I really hate myself for feeling this way. I've always seen him but only at a passing glance or from a distance, I haven't actually spoken to him since his first day here. I'm still staring at him, just thinking away and I don't notice him glancing at me from time to time when he's talking to Finnick's girl. The next time he looks around our eyes meet and a blush rises to his cheeks, this makes me smile. I keep up eye contact, propping my elbow on the desk I was writing at and resting my head on my hand, tilting my head. Peeta smiled at my attempt at a sweet gesture. He laughed mutely and playfully sticks his tongue out. I pretended to act hurt by clutching my heart, he replied with a fake sad face tilting his head mouthing a 'Poor you'.

Oh those lips..., I shake my head to get rid of the thought. I check the clock over the entrance of the Day room, it's about time to get Effie back to her room. I look back at Peeta and mouthed that I had to go, he looks truly upset about it, so I pack up my stuff rather slowly still trying to keep an eye on him. I call Effie and she gathers herself, saying her goodbyes. Then we made our way to her room were I had to go over her daily routines, mediations and how she was doing today.

However I still have Peeta's low-spirited face at the back of my mind.

"Dr. Hedley, is everything okay?" Effie asked, I guess she must have noticed that my head isn't in the game today.

"Of course, Effie. I told you call me Cato, please. I'm just tired today, Seneca has us up to our eyes in paperwork. So you better be getting better so it can stop."

" Arrr! I'm trying! Couch." She whined childishly. Like she was in a cliché sports movies.

We share a laugh, it's good that we can laugh and have fun talking about her condition. She knows it's a problem and she is also wiling to work hard to solve it, I've only met her a few days ago but I'm already proud of her. The whole Seneca thing isn't a complete lie. I'm really tired I couldn't get any sleep the past couple because of all the paperwork and thinking of the whole Peeta situation. I really need to stop leading everything back to him. Effie and I chit-chat a bit more and I learn that she loves fashion, celebrity gossip and just gossip altogether but the last one I already knew. I ask her if she knows any of the other patients that came here with her from last hospital .

"Of yeah, course I know Annie, Enobaria. You already know her obviously and that boy Peeta." She tells me with a grand smile. If she knows Peeta maybe I can get some info on him.

"Oh Peeta... he's one of Katniss's patients, what's he like?" I attempt to sound casual. Trying not to sound like a teenage girl talking boy talk with her.

"Well, he's really sweet also really funny when he's all sassy," I laugh at that, I would love to see his sassy side. "He's an amazing artist. He and I always use to design clothes together, I tell him what to draw and he draws it perfectly. Wait! I think I have our collection here somewhere." Effie hops off her bed and looks through her draws at her bedside cabinets. Pulls out a folder covered in different colours and has massive letters drawn in different fronts spelling, ' Teacups & Trinkets'. Underneath in smaller text it said ' designed by Peeta Mellark and Effie Trinket'.

"Peeta painted the cover and Teacups & Trinkets is the name of our line. Here! " She thrushes the folder into my hands. I examine the cover more clearly and it was amazing, the lettering was in three colours. The first line was in a Heliotrope type of purple, the next light pink and finally gold to finish. It was beautiful all designed in a 'script' kinda way. I could see him now sitting at a fold-out table in the Day room with Effie, smiling and laughing with her while his small hands craft each smooth letter. I open it up and am greeted with bursts of colours, all of them were beyond stunning creations. Now I'm not the kinda guy who cares about clothes or fashion and I hate people dressing me up but if Peeta picked my clothes I would be more than willing to let him dress me up. Not in a sexual way. Well...maybe.

I have to say some stuff was quite flamboyant with vibrate colours, frills and odd patterns. One even looks like a peacock made with feathers and everything however some were quite down to earth. I suspect Peeta thought of these, they were male clothes, some gave off a kinda innocent, cute geeky look that I can imagine Peeta wearing. Others were more of a bad boy look with leather jackets and ripped jeans. God... Everyone of these outfits I can imagine Peeta wearing, he would looks so good in all of them.

"These are amazing, he must be a great guy. Do you want to go meet up with him today, you two catch up and continue this." I would really love to see the process of making these clothes.

"Oh my gosh! Yes I would love to. I have so many new ideas! YAY!" She squeaked happily, jumping to her feet and rushing to the door.

"Before we can meet up, I have to talk to Katniss to make sure it's okay." Effie agreed and I went to find Katniss. She was probably with Gale outside, I see her beside the rose beds. Playing with a rose and laughing with Gale, still. Where is Peeta anyway?I look left and right. I eventually find him on his own, pulling the petals off of a daisy with a little smile on his face. So cute. As I walk closer to them, Katniss see me. She stands to meet me and so does Gale, she turns to me crossing her arms over her chest.

"Now what do you want?" Katniss greeting me with the same fondness as always.

"Great to see you too, Katpiss. My patient Effie Trinket is friends with your patient Peeta Mellark, she wanted to hang out for a while. Do you think Peeta is in a okay position to do so?" I asked. I sneaked a peak at Peeta as he perks up at the offer.

"Well I think so... he's been fine with everyone except for me."

"I wonder why, it must be your over friendliness that scares him off." I interpret. I hear him scoff quietly.

"Ha Ha, I think he'll be fine but you have to over see the whole time because I'm not doing it." She leans in closer and whispers to me.

"He freaks me out a bit. I always think he's going to bite me." I was taken-back a bit. This is Katniss Everdeen. This girl is usually scared of nothing but all of a sudden, this beautiful boy comes and she is scared?! It's pretty funny. I look at Peeta who is still playing with a small misshapen daisy and back at Katniss then back at him.

"Well... Cato can look after them and I can take you to see Prim and Rue they would love to see you." Gale suggested to Katniss.

"Are you okay with that Peeta?" I walk up to him and crouched beside him. "Effie wanted to run some of her new designs by you. She showed me your previous work, they were truly amazing."

I see him cheeks turn red and he ducks his head down embarrassed. He mumbled a 'Thank You' and said he would love to go see Effie. I suggested that we'd better go now because she was waiting for us inside. He brushed the grass off his trousers then we made are way to Effie; I asked how he was.

"I'm doing fine, it takes a while to adjust to new surrounds but taking with people like Annie, really helped. I've know her ever since I was in our old hospital. The staff are quite friendly too except for Katniss, I just don't like her but there is one person that makes up for her." He explains. I don't really know who he's talking about but I hope that person is me, even though it's a bit far fetched. The way he was looking at me while saying that also gave me some hope.

"I was just wondering, why were you on your own? Wasn't Finnick's patient with you today?" It was sad that he was on his own, playing with a little daisy having to listen to Katniss and Gale flirting.

"Oh, you mean Annie? She had to leave with Finnick, she was super hungry. I don't mind being on my own anyway also I had to think over something that Annie said to me." Peeta's voice was trailing off with every word. We reached the Day room and as we walked through the door, Effie basically jumped Peeta nearly knocking him down. She was sitting on his lap, straddling him playfully and I'm sad to admit that I once again was jealous. But looking at them now she looked like a child waking up her dad on christmas morning but I was still a bit jealous none the less. Peeta couldn't stop laughing, and was trying to calm Effie down because she was talking way too fast and nearly screaming at him excitedly. Then she got up and walked to the the table still talking on, never even noticing he was still laying on the ground. I gave him my hand and he takes it without a second thought, I think my hand had a flash back of the hand shake Peeta and I had at our first meeting. Is that even possible?

" Thanks" He said.

"My pleasure."

Oh and it was.