I am glad you guys liked the pearl ring idea. That's how I always imagined it would be. Hope you all like this too. Having a bit of writers block, but I have some exciting ideas for their wedding day, so stay tuned!
Chapter 11
I settle my thoughts and let Peeta in my head for a minute.
"Why don't we make it June 26th," I say, "That is the day you told Caesar Flickerman you were in love with me."
"You really want to make it then?" he replies, "I am just surprised you remember that exact date."
"How could I forget it? Plus, it was the day before we both entered the Hunger Games."
"Right," he replies slowly, "Well I like the date. We just have a lot to get done. That's only 6 weeks away."
Oh. I did not think about that. Two months is not a long time to plan things. However, a rush on this wedding just may be a blessing. That way, no one can pressure me into any outlandish wedding ideas. Everything will have to be simple since simple is all we have time for. This is perfect.
"I guess we'll have to work fast then." I say with a smile.
Peeta and I get to planning. We sit down at a table together and plan out everything. Peeta is going to take care of the wedding cake, obviously, and I will get to go out and hunt for the dinner feast. We decide that I will have a bouquet made from fresh primrose in honor of my late sister, and they will also be the centerpieces for the tables.
Then, we hit a wall. We cannot decide who to bring to this wedding. There are the obvious people who will be attending. Haymitch, my mother, Annie and little Finnick, Effie and her fiancé, Plutarch and his cameraman, and Johanna. But, who else do I need to invite?
Gale. I should invite Gale. But, how could I do that? How could I invite him to my wedding, after he fought for my heart and lost? That just seems cruel. But, it would be even worse not to invite him and not to tell him about it. I would want to know if he were to be married. I would want an invite. I need to invite him.
"Peeta, I… I think we should invite Gale."
"Okay, if that is what you really want."
"Are you seriously okay with it? I mean, don't you think it may create a few awkward moments and some tension between everyone?"
"Possibly, but he is your best friend. I know you both haven't spoken since he moved to District 2, but he might like to know about this from you and not the press."
I nod in reply and slowly write his name on the invitation. As soon as we get everything straightened out, we send out the invites. We have invited around 30 of our closest friends and family to come watch us wed.
As Peeta and I head home from the post office, he grabs my hand and holds it tightly.
"Katniss, I have been thinking. Where do you want to live after we get married?"
I had not thought about that. I always sort of assumed he would just move in with me since he was practically living there already.
"I don't know. Do you just want to move in with me?"
"I was actually thinking that we could move into a new house," he says, "Neither my house nor yours, so we can get a fresh start. Start our life together somewhere new."
"I suppose that makes sense," I reply, "Which house do you want?"
"The one across the street from Haymitch has a layout that is a mixture of my house and yours. I think you'll like it," He says with a wink.
"Well let's go see it now!"
"Not until I'm finished. I want you to be surprised when we enter our new home for the first time on our wedding day."
"Fineeeee," I say in a whiney, yet jokingly way. "I can't wait. Just 6 weeks."