Peeta's POV

"Katniss! Katniss! Get up!" I scream. "Wake up Katniss!"

I hit her face gently and yell her name some more. Finally, I give in and splash some water from the canteen on her face. I see her eyes flicker open and she looks at me in confusion.

"What happened?" She asks me.

"You passed out again! You couldn't stop coughing!" I say.

"Well thanks for saving me... again." She says.

"Don't mention it." I say.

"Sorry for ruining our trip." She says.

"Ruining it? This is the best trip I've ever been on!" I say.

Which it really is. Anything to get away from my mother is an awesome time to me. I know when I get home though... she's going to be extremely mad.

"How so?" She asks.

"Think about it Katniss. Today we got away from a bear, I learned how swim, saved your life twice, and learned how to make a fire." I say.

She laughs a little.

"I had fun too." She says.

"Good." I say. "Now you need to eat something."

Katniss' POV

I'm not hungry at all. The thought of food makes me want to barf. But Peeta's right. If I want to get better, and move on, I'll need food.

"Maybe just a cheesy bun." I say.

"Good!" He says.

He happily gets me a cheesy bun and sets it on my lap.

"Maybe just half?" I question.

"Nope. The whole thing." He says.

I peel off bits and eat slowly. This isn't so bad. By the way Peeta looks at me, I can tell he's still hungry.

"Why don't you have one?" I suggest.

He quickly demolishes the whole thing.

"Sorry for my manners." He says.

The comment is so ridiculous I burst out laughing.

"Who are? Effie Trinket?" I joke.

"Manners!" He says in the outrageous Capitol accent. I laugh even louder until I start coughing again.

"Enough jokes." He says still laughing.

Now I really need to ask him something that's bothered me for a while.

"So Peeta?" I ask.

"Yeah?" He responds.

"When you said you watch me walk home... Do you do it on purpose?" I ask him.

"Well... um... yeah. Is that wrong?" He asks.

"No. Just curious." I say. "But... I thought... Never mind."

He does watch me walk home on purpose. Not because he has no choice, because he wants to. I wonder what else he knows about me.

"What else do you know about me?" I ask.

He lets out a short laugh.

"More than you would think." He says.

"Like what?" I ask.

"I know my dad used to like your mom." He says.

"You're joking." I say.

"No." He says. "All very true."

This can't be right... my mom once liked a Mellark.

"How do you know?" I ask.

"It was the very first day of school. Your hair was in 2 braids, not 1. You had on a red plaid dress and..."

"You're making this up." I say.

"No, I'm serious." He says. "Anyway, my father pointed you out and said 'See that little girl? I once loved her mother, but she ran off with a coal miner.'"

Peeta's story does seems accurate so far.

"So I asked him 'Why would she do that?' and he said 'Whenever he sings, the birds stop to listen.'" Peeta says.

This statement totally shocks me. This proves Peeta's story is true. My mother did like Mr. Mellark... And it's true, when my father did sing, every tree in the woods fell silent.

"Then later that day, you stood up in music class, and sung The Valley Song. And from that moment on, I knew just like my father, I had no chance." He says.

"No chance with what?" I ask.

"Nothing." He says blushing. "Time for bed."

Delly's POV

I breathe a deep sigh of relief.

"Due to our master of ceremonies being sick, the interviews will be postponed until tomorrow evening."

"Well that doesn't happen often." Gale says standing up behind me.

We're up in the District 12 suite. We were just about to get dressed and head over to the interviews, till the TV flicked on with the announcement.

"What do we do for the rest of the night?" Gale asks.

"Plan strategies." Haymitch says walking by.

"Alright then." I say. "Let's do that."

I plop down on one of the plush couches in the living room. Gale sits down right next me and begins talking.

"Okay here's our plan. You're the fastest tribute here, so you run straight to the cornucopia, and grab whatever weapons you can. I can take care of food and shelter for us later. Try to grab us a blanket or something too, in case were in a arena where it gets cold at night." He says.

"Okay while I'm doing that, what are you going to do?" I ask.

"While you do that, I'll distract the careers. Looks like that'll be Cato, Clove, Glimmer and Marvel. Those kids we met at the knife throwing booth. Once you have the stuff and I've killed a few people, run as fast as you can in any direction, and I'll follow you." He says.

"What if you get killed?" I ask.

"I won't." He says. "Delly, I'm one of the strongest tributes there. I'll for sure kill some other tributes, but maybe I can take out a career."

"What if I get killed?" I ask.

The thought makes me shudder. Me being stabbed, or knifed during the bloodbath.

"Run fast." He says.

"I wonder what Peeta's doing right now..." I say out of nowhere.

"Taking care of Katniss." Gale says looking down at his shoes.

"How do you know that?" I ask him.

"I told him to. He said he would." Gale says.

"Well... I told Katniss to take care of Peeta." I say.

"Looks like they're taking care of each other then." Gale says.

"Just like us." I say.

"Yeah Delly, just like us." Gale says.

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