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So as Primrose said, I'll give him a try. How bad can it be after all? It's just a football game.

So I change into some clean jeans and a t-shirt. I braid my hair and I look at the time. It is 5:40; I'm just in time to go to school

On my way there I walk calmly and close my eyes. I love to feel the fall wind on my face. It relaxes me.

When I arrive is like 5:50. I go to the bleachers, which are full and I found somewhere to sit. I try to search Peeta in the field. There he is. The number that is on his jersey is 27.

He seems to be searching someone; he scans everyone who is on the bleachers. And then he looks where I am sitting. I smile and he waves his hand at my direction, and I wave mine too. Was he searching for me?

I don't think so. The game is about to start, every player goes to their place and it's the Mockingjays turn to start the game.

In the first quarter, the visitor team, "The Wolves", is winning 7-3. I try my best to cheer the school's team and specially Peeta.

In the second quarter the score is 14-13, The Wolves winning.

In the third quarter the score is 21-21. There's a tie, I know Peeta can do it. Never, in my whole life, I have been excited in a football game, well in any sport.

The last quarter is coming to an end and they are 28-26, if they can score the last field goal, I know that they will win.

I cheer Peeta the best I can, he is an awesome player. There are 10 seconds missing until the game is done.

Peeta is about to kick the football, so he can score a field goal.

"I know you can do it, Peeta!" I scream as loudly as possible. I know that he won't hear me I'm too much far away from him.

But apparently he does, because I see that he turns into my direction and he smiles at me. A smile appears across my face. I don't know why, but I am so happy that he heard me.

The whistle sounds and he kicks the ball. He scores the field goal just in time and he … I mean they, win the game. I am so happy. The whole crowd is wild. I want to run out of my place and go and see Peeta at the field, but I think that would be weird. I won't be looking like a crazy fan girl because half of the audience is running into the field.

So I decide not to do anything to risky and I just stand up and clap my hands.

I see that Peeta is in the field looking at each person on the field. Maybe he is looking for me, but I erase that thought as soon as I get it because it's just impossible.

Then he looks my way and I force a smile. He walks up the stairs of the bleachers and I can't move.

He walks slowly my way and he hugs me, surprisingly I hug him back.

"Thank you." He says.

"Why are you thanking me? You won! Congratulations!"

"I won because of you; if you weren't there I'm sure that I would have failed that last field goal, so thank you."

"Don't thank me, thank you; I have never enjoyed any football game, well any game … ever."

"Then you are welcome. You can come to the next one, I'm glad you liked it." He says and smiles at me.

"Okay, I will." I haven't noticed that I was still hugging Peeta; he has his strong arms around me, I feel my heart racing.

I think that he noticed that too, because he pulls away, and I blush.

"Well, Kat. I'm going to change my clothes and I'll be back in a sec, okay?"

"Sure I'll be waiting don't worry" I say.

…

I don't know how long Peeta takes, but in matter of minutes he was back.

His face lights up as soon as he sees that I'm still there. Maybe he thought that I was going to go as soon as he went to change, but I'm still here.

He walks towards me and smiles. I just love when he smiles.

"So where do you want to go to Katniss?" He asks.

"I don't know you are the one who asked me to out." Wait, did I just said that he asked me out, this isn't a date. It's just a casual reunion with a friend. But do I consider him a friend?

"That's true, but I really didn't think you were going to come." He says as his voice is fading while saying the last words.

"Why?" I can't say that I'm surprised, no everybody asks me out, so I really don't know what to think.

"Don't know, just a feeling…" He says and then he looks at me excited. "Hey I know where we can go!"

"Where?"

"I can't tell, you. It's a surprise."

Where is he going to take me to? It's about 8:30; I think almost everything in town is closed at this hour.

But I don't tell him what I am thinking so I just nod, and I let him take me where he wants us to go.

…

We get out of the school and he takes my hands so he can lead me to where he wants to go.

I feel as I get goose bumps when he takes my hand, it is so warm and strong. Because it is dark, he won't see that I blushed at that thought.

He keeps talking all the way to the center of the town; I realize his voice is the best sound I have ever heard, it's relaxing. I watch him talk and he doesn't notice I hear the words but all I can think is we should be together… as friends, my minds interrupts my cheesy thoughts. Why do I keep thinking like this when I'm near him?

We arrive to a point where Peeta tells me to close my eyes and I just stare at him.

"Do you trust me?" he asks me. I don't find a reason not to trust him, so I nod.

"So just close your eyes, you'll be alright."

I do as he says, and I close my eyes, as he guides me.