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Thanks to his huge tolerance of my continuous failed attempts, Peeta manages to make me stand properly on his board after a few falls, much to my own surprise. He still has his on hands on the board though.

"I'm gonna let it go now, okay?" He asks, making sure that I'm perfectly ready.

I nod lightly and he lets go. I wait for any wobbling movement from the waves and my feet. But nothing happens. I'm standing in a faultless balance despite there are still tiny waves that can cause a downfall even in the slightest off-balance.

"I did it!" I yell triumphantly, raising my arms as if I was the king- queen of the world.

"Excellent job, Katniss," he says, rewarding me with another round of applause and a huge smile of his.

"Thanks," I say, tucking a strand of wet hair behind my ear. "Looks like you're not half bad as a teacher."

"Same goes for you," he replies. "You're not such a bad student." I laugh softly. "Shall we continue from the start again until the part where you ride the wave?"

I shake my head, and then playfully hop down onto the water, splashing water on his face. "You know what? I think I'd prefer to take a short break first. I don't think my mouth would be delighted to have more salty water." I grimace with the memory of how seawater tastes.

He chuckles after wiping water from his face. "Very well. Let's find something to quench your thirst." He pulls the rope that is attached to his board so that it drifts back to him.

We swim to shore and head straight to the nearest stall. I try my best to ignore watchful eyes from the people around us. I hear them mumble something like, "Who is that bitch?" "What is she doing with Peeta?" and stuff that you always hear when a guy who you have hots on is with another girl.

"What do you want to drink?" He asks me, pointing to a displayed menu on top of the stall.

"Which one do you recommend?"

He makes a thinking gesture by putting his hand on his hip and cocks an eyebrow. "Well, I would suggest Coke since you like that drink. But I don't think that's healthy."

I stare at him inquisitively. "Excuse me?"

He looks at me in disbelief. "Don't you know that it can cause obesity? Even death, if consumed constantly." He then makes a horrified expression.

"I know about the obesity fact. But not death."

"Well now you know," he says. "Now, maybe I should suggest you try one of the slushies."

I nod and look through the menu, and then immediately the most delicious looking slushie. "I'll take the strawberry slushie."

From the corner of my eyes, I catch a glimpse of him smiling. "Then I'll have the milk tea."

The server hands over our drinks, and then we drink as we take a walk along the beach. We talk about minor things like the types of colour that we like, what's our hobby, and stuff that you want to know from a new friend.

And then we see Finnick jogging towards us, shirtless. "Dude, where've you been?" He asks Peeta.

"I was teaching Katniss surfing," he answers him.

Finnick tilts his dark shades to his forehead to reveal his green eyes. His lips curve into a teasing smirk. "Wow, teaching a girl how to surf? That's new." He turns his attention to me. "How fun was surfing with Peeta, Katniss?"

I take another slurp of my slushie. "I find it unexpectedly fun."

He elbows Peeta on the rib playfully. "Did you hear that, buddy? She just said it was fun."

Peeta then shoves him back. "Get your dirty mind away from us, Finn. So why were you looking for me?"

"Oh yeah. Some newbies wanted to have a match with us," he says, pointing his thumb to some guys behind him.

Peeta makes a face that says are-you-kidding-me. "Are you sure they want to have a match with US? I mean, I don't want to upset them when they lose."

"Here's a piece of advice," I interrupt, raising a finger. Both of them stare at me intriguingly. "Don't get too confident."

Peeta chuckles, "Says the girl who was confident that she'd be an ace in surfing in one lesson."

I hit his arm and glare at him. "I learnt it in the hard way, okay?"

"Okay," he says, still smiling. "Do you mind waiting for me? This might take a little while."

"No. I don't think my class is over yet, and besides I'd like to see you play," I tell him.

Surprisingly, his smile brightens with my declaration. "Great. Can you hold my drink while you're at it? Thanks."

With that he jogs towards the volleyball field alongside with Finnick. I take my time following behind them. I stand close by once we arrive at the field, slurping my drink thirstily. Soon afterwards, we are surrounded with a group of audience. I guess that's what fame does. A referee takes a seat beside the net and blows the whistle, and Finnick starts the game by throwing the ball. A loud roar of cheering follows soon afterwards.

I can't take my eyes off Peeta. He leaps on to the air gracefully and when his body glistened with sweat, he looks more handsome. And that focused expression on his face and flexed muscles in his arm make him look more… hotter. Oh my God, since when did I become so observant about guys?

The match becomes more heated by the middle of the game. The new guys are already tired, you can see from the way they are panting heavily and they look as if they're gonna pass out anytime soon. Finnick is walking in circles with his arms raised up for more applause.

I look back at Peeta. He looks perfectly fine, no sign of exhaustion at all. As if sensing me staring at him, he stares back at me and then boldly winks an eye and then waves at me. I feel my cheeks burn, but I manage a smile and wave back.

The game continues and I decide to let my ears rest for a while. I squish my way through the crowd and turn around to make sure he doesn't realize me leaving. I wander nearby the field. I stop when I hear a familiar voice.

"Hey, Kitty."

Shit. Cato.

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