Act Eight is here. I have been busy with end of the year term at school.

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Act Eight

Gale banged his head on the shower door. The water running down his body, through all the night he couldn't sleep. Just thinking he had kissed Peeta, his best friend. He had acted on jealousy, he wasn't gay. He had a crush on Katniss, and for Pete's sake, he had sex last year with Glimmer. He had enjoyed it.

His eyes stung with the soap running down on him, finishing his bath, and changing to some comfortable clothing (a maroon shirt, and some gray jeans), placing some pain killers on Peeta's dresser and a note, he made his way out of the dorm. Peeta will not be waking up anytime soon, he just hoped Peeta wouldn't remember the kiss. For now he had bigger things to worry about. First stop was the main office, where he knew Annie worked till twelve before heading home on Saturdays.


Marvel eyes scanned the hall before making his way to Peeta's dorm. Gale had just walked out, and from what he could see, the other boy was in a hurry. His plan would work to perfection, Peeta was drunk, last night he had seen the younger boy leaving drunk on the arms of Gale.

Marvel opened the door, which wasn't locked. Perfect, he thought. There on bed, lay an almost naked Peeta. His work easier than he thought it would be. He quickly removed the camera around his neck, went up to the other boy and removed his shirt and boxers. He took about a dozen pictures, in compromising positions. In some of them, Marvel got in, hiding his face from the camera. When he checked the pictures he had taken, and knew he had good material, he clothed Peeta back and left the dorm.

First thing, Gale noticed was Annie pinned down on her desk by no other than Finnick Odair, the coach. Annie's blouse was opened, and from what Gale could see she was wearing no bra. Gale cleared his throat, making both secretary and coach break apart. Annie blushed; Finnick only stared at the wall trying to hide his erection, which to Gale's eyes was still darn visible.

"Sorry for interrupting such a lovely time, but I need to talk to Annie." Gale said, smiling at them. Finnick said good-bye to Annie, but not before locking eyes with Gale, as if imploding him to not spread word about this. As long, as Annie cooperates with him, his lips would be lock. All composed and looking professional again, Annie stared at him. "What can I do for you Mr. Hawthorne?"

Now as Gale inspected Annie, she wasn't bad looking, not at all. "I need to know the address of the principal—"

"No, I can't help you with that, information as that is private and—"

"I'm more than sure the principal wouldn't mind hearing about his secretary wasting her time doing inappropriate things while at work. How scandalous would that be for the school, for your career." Annie fingers tapped on the desk. "Fine, here, but you can't tell anyone I gave it to you, and I don't want to know why you need the address." Annie wrote the address on a sheet of paper, folded the paper in two, she then handed it to him. "Remember no one can know." Gale smiled down at her, he pity her, knowing the principal would punish her severely if he were to find out she was slacking during work.


Peeta woke up to a painful throbbing on the side of his forehead, his mind was blurry and his eyes couldn't focus on something for more than five seconds or he would get dizzy. Next to him, on the dresser a cup of water and some pills were awaiting for him. Opening the bottle of painkillers with shaking hands, popping two and drinking all the water he felt better. Not entirely better, but somehow the pills did reduce the throbbing on his forehead.

He didn't remember much from the previous night. All he remembers was seeing Glimmer and Gale talking, and he drinking almost half of the Vodka bottle Thresh brought. Removing the covers, he realized he was only wearing boxers and a thin cotton shirt. Gale must have brought him back to the dorm and removed his clothes. A piece of paper was also next to the pills, now that everything had stopped spinning he could see well again.

Unfolding the paper, it revealed the elegant handwriting of his best friend.

Peeta, sorry I had to leave you unattended. Got some errands to run, but for sure I will see you later tonight. If by any chance I don't make it, forgive me. I took the privilege last night of taking your clothes off, so you could sleep well. Don't forget to take the painkillers, and if you need anything call me.

Gale H.

What could be extremely important for Gale to leave without waiting for him to wake up, Peeta thought. His friend definitely was acting weird, and he would get to the bottom of this, after taking a shower that was. He still smelled like alcohol.