Okay this is the real chapter 24, yes you heard correctly the real one!

So if you're wondering, the last one actually was a bet sort of thing. You see my Wattpad friend Alycia (staywithme_always) won the bet so she got to write a false chapter and startle you guys! :D

Hope that doesn't change anything in the story, read this! It contains Everlark by the way.

Also the poem is by the wonderful burritoyum147 check her out. (burritoyum on )

Here we go! :)

Not sure what to think

When you're next to me

I want to close up,

Yet I want to let free.

Your blonde curls

Follow into my dreams

Those blue eyes

Watch me so lovingly...

But I'm not sure,

This all seems so confusing.

I don't know what to think...

So I pack up my bags,

Running.

"Running" by burritoyum147

Chapter 24: Speechless

I'm scrambling for my old school bag, right now I feel so urged to write the dream down before it fully fades. My eyes dart to Annie who rolls over in her bed; I sigh in relief to see she is not awake. After all, I'm not sure what this is. It'd probably not be my best bet to tell her.

Frantically, I pull out an old green notebook which has random lessons jotted down and flip it to a clean sheet in the back before folding it over. My hands grab a black pen and I quickly slide back on top of the now wrinkled comforter.

The pen clicks as I push it against my hand, the beginning of the dream fills my mind, I had a black velvety nose and it was snowing.

With the faint sunlight streaming in a thin line through the gold curtains I am able to write the whole dream down. Once I finish I look over the page filled with the messy scrawl of black ink, this is stupid right? Writing down some strange dream I had, but it made me feel so amazing, it felt so real.

So I spend most of the early sunrise reading the dream over again and again, it never once fails to make me shiver and get goose bumps. The memory of it is so ever present in my mind.

"You're perfect, please don't leave." He gasps, vulnerability etched into his face. My stomach flips at his words. I sigh at the part as my eyes scan over it. Why couldn't I just be there forever, why must I had to wake up?

This is so weird though, the boy is Peeta, he wasn't different in my dream, in fact he couldn't have been more in character. But that's not how he would generally act with just anyone. No, that's certainly how he would be with a lover. His lover. A blonde-haired blue eyed one, a merchant girl.

Suddenly, Annie shifts and begins to stir, her breathing becomes uneven as she wakes. I'm torn of whether to hide this from her or show her and ask her opinion. I think it's completely unrealistic and impossible. But I love it? I want to hear if I am completely crazy. Then again some things are better to be left hidden.

Instead of showing her I close the notebook and hastily push it in my school bag. I lie back down and pretend to just be waking up as well. My mind, however, buzzes furiously like a stirred up nest of tracker jacker's. This is because I know what really happened this morning, but the small incessant troublesome question is; how did my mind get beyond my control and put these things into my head?

That Monday in school is just about as normal as it gets. Now there's only a slight difference, I find myself more by Annie's side. Of course we have to part ways at classes as she is a year below me, but otherwise I usually go with her. What else I came to find is that she was accepted last week in the swim team therefore she couldn't walk home with me anymore. I told her it was fine. After all, if I can survive all I have this far surely I'll have no problem walking from school to the merchant side of town.

It's that Tuesday things happen.

The bell rings unexpectedly, everyone makes a move to shove their things in their backpack but the instructor puts it to a halt.

"Stop, no one is going anywhere until they finish the last two questions on the worksheet. "

As for me that means I have two more questions to be completed before I can even clear everything of my desk and leave. Both math problems make no sense, it's when I loose my patience that I sigh and bubble B and C on the page. Forget passing.

I look up half of everyone is gone, I wouldn't be surprised if I am late at this point. Still, I'll try and get there.

Quickly, I shove my stuff into my bag but when I go for my math textbook it won't fit in. I take stuff out rearrange it and put it back. Finally, the heavy book budges. I zip my bag up before taking off to go to Science.

I'm running through the drab corridor the whole way, although still the bell rings to my dismay. At this point I slow to a walk and drag myself to the classroom, my heavy backpack doesn't help.

The chemistry instructor stands near the door tapping her foot, her arms are folded and her aged face is stern.

"Why are you late?" She asks indignantly.

"My last class was held back, " I reply, not at all is it a lie.

"You should have a pass written by your teacher if that is the case, however today I will let you slide I expect to see different from today for the rest of the year. Are we clear?"

"Yes mam." I nod and find my seat, again a lone desk in the back which is probably in the worst condition out of all the desks.

It creaks as I sit, I sling my backpack on top of the desk.

While I'm digging through my backpack I realize something's wrong, so very wrong. My heart sinks to my stomach.

My green notebook, the one I wrote the dream in, is gone. I feel like I'm hyperventilating, what if it gets into the wrong hands? It is my name that is written on the front, they'll know exactly who wrote it.

Oh what a thrill Glimmer would have if her or one of her minions found it. No, don't think like that. Maybe someone will find it and not look through it. Immediately I know that's a lie who wouldn't look?

I'm on edge all day, I'm fidgety, constantly I bite my nails, now they are down to the bottom nearly bleeding but not quite yet.

Something like a hundred pounds of weight is taken off my shoulders at the end of the day, I'll be alright for now. But I won't get ahead of myself, there's tomorrow, like there always will be.

Unsurprisingly Peeta waits at the school gates. You'd think he'd have football practice but I guess it seems it's to cold for that now, however winter ends soon and I'll be walking home alone. Not that I mind.

However, I'm slightly a bit more uncomfortable around Peeta, I keep picturing the dream all over when I look at him. But I remind myself it's a dream he's no different when you walked with him before. And with that I'm able to maintain my cool. Until he stops that is.

We're hardly far from the school, only enough to not be seen by the others. My soles dig into the snow after his.

"What is it?" I ask after a moment. He looks a bit wordless.

He doesn't speak something I've come to find rare from him. Instead he pulls his backpack off his shoulder before unzipping it, he then pulls something out. A green notebook. My green notebook.

For the second time today I feel nauseous. My blood pounds in my ears. No, this can't be.

Maybe he didn't read it. But when I look up the flush in his cheeks and the red in his ears tell otherwise. He has read it. My stomach feels tight and constricted, I can't breathe.

Suddenly, I know Glimmer couldn't be the worst person to get her hands on it but Peeta is. He won't push it around but he'll hold the knowledge and make assumptions. Did he realize they were seam and merchant in it? I'm embarrassed for writing such a thing down, stupid girl.

I snatch the book from his hands so quickly, like the way a pelican would take a fish from the water.

"I-," My mouth closes and I come to a halt there's nothing I can say to fix the situation. My boots dig into the snow and I run.

Barely do my feet touch the ground as I go, the wind whips at my face harshly and squeals in my ringing ears.

But over all he doesn't quit. "Katniss! "

I look back he has his bag back on his shoulder and runs after me. His legs are longer than mine and take bigger strides, he's caught up to me in half of a minute. He grabs the sleeve of my hoodie unfazed by my last action.

"Katniss wait," he slightly breathes, rather than panting from the sprint like I.

I look at him expectantly but he's frozen. My eyes regain focus on his neck, for I am to shy to look him in the face knowing he has read my dream.

He drops his backpack off his shoulders and looks at me boldly, however, he can't hide the red edges of his ears.

Slowly, he reaches up a black-gloved hand to his collarbone. He gulps his Adam apple bob's at the movement.

He takes a step, there's only inches separating us. What is he doing?

Then, his hand reaches up higher, until it makes contact with my cheek. His blue orbs look at me, my face.

Tenderly, he rubs his thumb over my cheek, my heart is in my throat. His hand generates a significant amount of warmth against the cold. He smells the same as his jacket, of fresh bread and golden honey.

I'm frozen at his touch. Peeta Mellark is caressing my cheek and I'm not fighting him.

A sigh is elicited from my mouth, and I press into his hand. He's just like the dream, he's not kissing me but this feels like heaven.

Resisting the pleads of my body I snap back out of his grasp and look at him carefully. Wordlessly. Speechlessly.

It's him who runs this time, not I.

See that was the actual one! Everyone know that!

Now if you did not get a chance to read the "chapter 24" before I took it down I'll put it underneath this.

Have a good day, and review everyone. :)

(Alycia's chapter 24 - it is not the real one!)

All week I can't stop thinking about that dream. I hate to admit it to myself but I really loved that dream. I go through the whole week avoiding people, but that's just the usual. But Annie keeps on telling me that I am constantly day dreaming and have a dazed look on my face.

Every time Peeta is around I try my best to avoid him and any eye contact. I know that Annie, Peeta and Finnick all suspect something is wrong, they're right. Every time Peeta and I make eye contact I can't help but blush and look down at my feet.

We can never be together, even if I do think I may have a crush on him...ok so maybe it's more than a crush, I don't know? I can't figure my feelings out!

It was on this one particular Friday night that everything changed.

Peeta, Annie, Finnick and I were all in mine and Annie's bedroom. Her...well our, parents had gone out for the night and we were all playing a rather embarrassing game of truth or dare.

"Finnick, truth or dare?" Annie asks him. Finnick pretends to think about it before yelling out "dare!"

"I dare you...to...um" she thinks about it for awhile. "oh I know! I dare you to call your mom and pretend that you think it's the hot girl you 'apparently' got with last night and then pretend to realize your mistake" she grins as Finnick looks at her horrified.

He picks up his phone and we all try to hold in our laughter as he dials his mom on speaker.

"hello" we hear her voice.

"oh heeey sexy lady! Do you remember last night?" Finnick purrs and we all burst out laughing.

"Finnick is that you?" his mom says.

Finnick turns bright red "Uhhhh mom, sorry I thought you were...um Jessica" and then he hung up before his mom could say anything else.

We were all laughing and Finnick glared at us until eventually started laughing as well.

After we had all gotten over our laughing fit, Finnick looked over at me with a gleam in his eye. Oh no, I'm his target.

"Katniss darling" he says and I gulp nervously. "truth or dare" I don't want to answer any questions about Peeta so I choose dare. Finnick grins evilly and I feel a sickening in my stomach, I regret my decision immediately.

"I dare you to play 7 minutes in heaven with Peeta! Actually because I'm nice I'll change It to 14 minutes in heaven."

I feel my face turn bright red as I look over at Peeta who is also turning red. Both Annie and Finnick pull is up and shut us in the bathroom.

I look over to Peeta and he looks at me, well more likes stares at me. I feel as though he is staring straight into my eyes and into my soul. His gaze is intense and I'm pretty sure mine is the same as I stare into his wonderful blue eyes.

"I DON'T hear the sound of making out" I hear Finnick call through the door but we both ignore him as we stare into each others eyes.

"you guys have 7 minutes left" Annie calls. I stare into his eyes and before I can stop myself I have launched into his arms and his mouth is on mine. This is even better than the dream I had a few nights ago.

His hands are firmly at my waist pulling my body flush against his, my hands tangle in his hair as my mouth moves against his. Fireworks explode through my body as I deepen the kiss.

Peeta spins me around and pushes me against the basin. My hand pushes against the tap and water sprays everywhere. I squeal against his lips as the water sprays around the room.

We still don't break the kiss. It's not until I smell burning do I break away. "Peeta" I whisper and his eyes widen at something behind me. The hair straightener. Annie had left it on, and it was now soaked in water.

It was sparking and popping until a loud bang erupted and the whole thing burst into flames. Peeta and I go flying backwards into the floor, me on top of him. He wraps his arms around me as we stare up at the wall in shock. The flames were steadily creeping higher on the wall and were growing larger by the second.

I screamed and we both lunged for the door, Annie and Finnick had locked it. We bang on the door, screaming for them to let us out. We can hear screaming on the other side too and the door is rattling.

I turn around and scream a bloodcurdling scream as I see the whole bathroom engulfed in flames. Peeta stands in front of me, blocking me from the flames that have filled the bathroom. The smoke is unbearable.

I start coughing as I feel myself getting dizzy. I collapse onto the floor and Peeta screams as he sees me. Spots dance in my vision and everything seems blurry, even my hearing.

"KATNISS! NO, NO! STAY WITH ME KAT! DON'T GO!" I hear Peeta scream as he crouches over me, protecting me from the flames.

The door blows up in flames and we are trapped inside this flaming bathroom. I can't hear Finnick and Annie's screams anymore over the roaring of the fire. I feel myself slipping away.

There is one last bang before the whole room explodes. All I can see is orange fire and pain. Excruciating pain. I scream and I hear Peeta screaming too. They are screams full of pain, blood curdling, high pitch screams, wails.

The whole rooms is exploding and on fire. My body and Peeta's are both on fire. I hear Peeta's screams stop even though his body is still on fire. That's when I know he's gone. I scream louder as the flames lick up my body, taking over my life.

I scream looking at Peeta's body which is still on top of me protecting me from the flames. I start to see his body disappearing, in the flames.

I know I am about to go. "I LOVE YOU PEETA" I scream as loud as my smoke filled throat and lungs can go. Just as the flames are taking me under the door smashes open and all I see is blackness.