Hey, everyone. I'm back! Thank you so much for being so patient with me, and I want to say sorry for making all of you wait for so long. *happy dance* But my assessment is over, and finally after three years, I passed my math exam (yeah, I'm very, very horrible with math). *happy tears* I did my best to make this one long. So hope you enjoy this.

"Who taught you how to dance?"

"Guess."

"Madge?"

"Obviously."

Once again, Peeta and I are surrounded by people as we dance in another slow dance. This time, both of my hands clasp the back of his neck while his hands pull me close to his body by the waist. Our lips are dangerously close to each other and I can feel his breath against my skin.

"Remind me to thank her," he whispers, his lips barely brush against mine.

"You don't have to, because I already did," I whisper back against his ear.

I feel him lips form a cocky smile against my lips. "Good. That means one thing has been settled."

I cock an eyebrow, looking at him mischievously. "Oh? What is the other thing?"

"This." He leans forward and captures my mouth with his.

Despite the fact that I'm not used to show my affection towards him in public, I don't seem to care about the people are us. My hands go to his soft hair, and his blonde curls twirl around my fingers. His hands roam from my waist to the small of my back. Our lips move in synch and eventually our kiss gets hotter.

Peeta tilts his head to a different angle to kiss me deeper and his tongue snakes out from his mouth to lick my bottom lip. I take that he's seeking for permission and I willingly allow it. Our tongue battle for domination and he wins. His grip on my waist gets tighter and I do the same to his neck.

Unfortunately, we have to break our kiss, thanks to the need to breathe. But he continues to assault the skin on my neck with a hundred kisses. I giggle when he sucks on a spot where I'm sensitive at.

"So there's your sensitive spot," he whispers against my neck, victoriously.

"So what if it is?" I say.

He looks up to me and grins. "I'll keep on kissing that spot to hear your giggle again."

I cover my neck with my hand while the other still rests on his neck. "Kiss me on that spot again and I'll kill you."

He pouts. "But I like to hear you giggle."

I convince him, "You can make me giggle even without kissing that spot."

"Yeah? Like what?"

"Well, let's see… with your cheesy lines, your affectionate gestures."

"Wow. I'm that good, huh?"

I wrap my arms around his neck once again. "Definitely."

He smiles at me gently. "I love you, Katniss."

I tell him, "I love you too."

And then we carry on our dance. After a while I suddenly feel thirsty.

"I'll go get some drinks," I tell him.

"Don't be long," he says, kissing me on the cheek and then releases his grip on me.

I push myself through the crowds and finally reach the table where food and drinks are served. I walk towards a jug half-full with some red liquid, curious, I pour some into a plastic cup. I take a sip, and turns out it's not so bad.

"Pour me some, would you?"

I turn around to see Seth with a similar cup shoved towards me. I do as he says, saying, "Still tired?"

"Nah. Thanks to that drink, I feel my energy comes back," he says.

There's nothing to say after that so we just gaze at the dance floor. People have smiles plastered on their faces while they dance slowly, while some start to dance with their arms stretch upwards in the air. I spot Peeta talking to his friends, his face full of joy. I seriously never thought I'd go to a school occasion like this. Usually I'd stay at home, probably watching TV with Prim and Mother or finish my homework or anything that keeps me busy. But I find attending such occasion with Peeta is much more fun.

"You having fun?" Seth asks.

I smile and nod. "Yeah. You know, I can't believe I'm here: in a school dance."

He takes a sip and then says, "Well, you better believe it. 'Cause Peet's really happy to have you here with him."

I look at my drink in content. "I know."

Suddenly he attracts my attention by saying, "Hey, look at that." And then pointing to the corner of the room with his finger.

At the far corner of the room, I see Gale putting his hand on Madge's cheek and kissing her deeply. Even from a far, I can feel the passion in their kiss. I gasp in shock and awe. Wow, that's fast. I know he has charmed lots of girls before, but I didn't expect it would be that quick for him to make her to like him.

I look over at Seth and expect him to be upset because Gale practically 'stole' his date away and is kissing her. Instead, he smiles with happily and sighs with content, looking satisfied to see them together.

"Did you purposely let Gale take Madge away?" I ask. "To see if they like each other?"

He scratches the back of his neat hair shyly. "Is it that obvious?"

"Now you're a matchmaker?" I joke.

He laughs. "Maybe."

"Tell me why you're doing this."

He stares at me for a while. "You see, you and Peet are obviously busy with each other and Mads won't be able to spend so much time with you anymore, so I think it's better for her to have a boyfriend."

Interested, I ask, "Why did you pick Gale?"

"To make him get over you. I know it sounds cruel. But the truth is I noticed that both of them are pretty lonely. So maybe they would make a great couple."

I nod in understand. And then I realize I haven't thanked him for his what he did for us. "Thanks a lot, Seth. For making sure that Peeta and I are together. And also for matchmaking Madge and Gale."

He smiles before taking another sip of his drink. "Your welcome."

We talk about minor things after that until I feel like returning to Peeta. So I march back towards the dance floor, and start looking for him. I catch a lot of glimpse of people with blonde hair, but neither of them is Peeta. Where is he? Then Gale pushes among the group of students and then he's in front of me.

"Catnip," he pants, as if he's been running. His face is slightly covered with sweat, and his suit is a bit crumpled.

"Hey, had fun with Madge?" I tease.

He shakes his head. "We'll talk about that later. For now, just don't get mad."

I make a confused face. "Why should I get mad?"

He takes a deep breath. "It's about Peeta."

My face turns serious. "What happened to him? Where is he?" I start to push him away.

He puts his hands on my shoulders and holds me there, away from the ladies' restroom which is right behind him. "I don't believe it with my eyes at first," is the only thing he says. "But it's true."

"What are you talking about?" I demand, shouting. "Where is he?"

His face turns palpable with disappointment and hesitation. What the hell is going on? I push pass him and make my way towards the ladies' restroom. I hurl the door open and I immediately take the disgusting sight of Peeta holding Delly by her slim waist and she wounds her arms around his neck, and their lips are against each other. When they hear the sound of the door slamming the wall, they break apart. Peeta's eyes quickly open wide and let go of Delly, but she still holds him, beaming a mocking grin.

If I could vomit, I would do it, but I don't want to embarrass myself in front of them. Before I run towards the exit, I stride towards them and slap his cheek so hard that he staggers. How could he? I think. I feel ashamed, deceived and most importantly, betrayed.

"You manipulative, lying bastard!" I shout at him as he holds his now red cheek. "How could you do this to me?"

"Katniss, I-" he starts, but I won't let him continue.

I shove a finger to his face and hiss, "Don't you dare to say another shit from your fucking mouth!"

The pain on his face is clear but I can't bring myself to care, and I don't want to. "Katniss…" He raises his arms to reach me.

"Don't you dare touch me or even appear in front of me again," I spat, and sweep away his hands harshly.

With that, I turn on my heels to leave the restroom, and then the school. I don't even bother that I left my winter coat even though it's actually snowing heavily. Just like the tears that fall from my eyes. I hate the fact that I can't stop my sobs although I try to stop them by covering my face and nose with my hand. I also hate that I'm crying because of him.

I hear him call, "Katniss! Wait!"

"Get the hell away from me!" I scream without turning around because I don't want him to see me crying.

Somehow he manages to catch up to me and grabs me by the arm. I try to wriggle from his iron grip, but he's too strong.

"Please, just let me explain," he pleads, his eyes tearful, or it's just me.

I snap, "Explain what?! That you only dated me because I'm from the Seam? And because the girls from the Seam are 'easy'?" I try my best not to actually throw my arms around him and forget what's happening. But it hurts too much.

"That's not true. You know that, don't you?"

I want to scream I don't know anything right now! I can't think of anything! Instead, I shake my head vigorously, as if I'm trying to shake this moment like this is some kind of nightmare.

The only words I can form are, "It's over."

His mouth stops talking, but his eyes don't. They're still begging something like don't say that, please don't do this and shit like that. His grip then loosens and then finally I yank my arm away. I then snap the pearl necklace he gave me and throw it to his chest and then it falls on to ground, close to his shoes.

I start to run, but I don't know where I'm going. It's fine as long as I'm away from him. Out of breath, I stop at a nearby tree and lean against the trunk, and slowly descend on the ground as the falling snow covers my body. I wish my whole body will be covered entirely to hide from this pain and embarrassment.

Suddenly, I feel someone drape a winter coat over my head around my shoulders. I look up to see Seth kneeling so that we're in the same eye level. His eyebrows knot together, and he looks in pain as if he can understand what I'm feeling. Unable to hold myself anymore, I throw my arms around his torso and cry against his white shirt, needing comfort. He doesn't say anything as he holds me there under the tree.

Dun dun dun dunn! Explosive climax! Do you hate me yet? I hope you do because that means you're so interested in the story and can't wait for the next chapter. Relax, everyone. 'Cause the first term holiday will be starting by Monday, so I'll have the time to write chapter 37. So please some reviews please if you want me to update faster.