(May's POV)

We have been sitting in silence for a long time. Nothing much has happened for a while, well considering what you would expect to happen in The Hunger Games. For the past few hours Peeta and Katniss have mostly been sitting quietly in the cave they found, with Katniss attempting to nurse Peeta back to heath. And I mean attempting. Peeta's wound hasn't healed much, but he's managing as best he can. So far the most interesting thing that has happened since they found the cave was when Katniss and Peeta told each other stories. Katniss told an adorable story about how Katniss bought my Aunt Prim's goat, though for some reason I suspect she told the revised version of the story. I don't know, maybe I am just overly suspicious these days. Peeta actually tells quite a heart warming story about how his crush on Katniss came to be. But since that cute little moment our screen has just been filled with the dark images and quiet sounds of my parents talking and occasionally kissing.

And if I have to admit it, once in a while I look over to where Lars and Ali are sitting and each time the guilt rises in the pit of my stomach, as if it is trying to escape the deep trenches I buried it in. In my opinion Lars is a horrific actor. One of the reasons he and I get along so well is that we are almost completely open books. The is an occasion one in a blue moon where I can't read his emotions, and for how I have been feeling lately I hope he is having some trouble as well. But right now the look of hurt that formed in his eyes almost four hours ago is still shinning in his eyes, bright as day. I know I should apologize and make sure everything is good between the two of us, but one look at Ali and my thoughts of apology stop. I'm not mad at Ali really, it's just the fact that I now know how Lars feels about her and I am almost completely sure the feelings are mutual, if the looks she has been giving Lars lately are anything to go by. It angers me how torn I am between wanting to be a good friend and wanting to just feel my burning jealousy.

Then a feast is announced.

My questions about this feast are soon answered when the announcers voice continues to boom through the arena, and in turn through our speakers. Everyone needs something apparently, to keep them alive. I know instantly that Peeta is in desperate need of medicine for his leg wound, but I can't help but wonder, what could the others possibly need. As soon as the announcement is over a small argument begins between Katniss and Peeta.

"No," Peeta says. "You're not risking your life for me."

"Awww, May you are aware that your dad is amaaaaaazing right! Even though he is on the brink of death he won't let your mom risk her life for his." I hear Ali say nonchalantly . My face flushes with anger and I likely would have retorted her remark with a snappy comment If Lars hadn't stepped in.

"Yeah, I mean if that was you and me in there I don't think I would have had the same amount of selflessness in me as May's dad does." he says.

It is only with his last few words that I realize that he was't dircting his playful statement at me, but at Ali. My face reddens for a reason I am not able to plaace at the moments.

"Ugh! Lars you suck!" Ali giggles, giving Lars a playful swat on the arm."

No, no no no no no! Come on May, push away thoughts of baby sitting there ten children. Focus on the tape.

I smile tightly at my friends display of affection and turn my attention back to the screen.

"Who said I was." Katniss says, and I allow a small smile at her obvious lying.

"So you're not going?" Peeta asks suspiciously.

Of course I'm not going. Give me some credit. Do you think I'm running straight into some free for all against Cato Clove and Thresh? Don't be stupid." Katniss says.

Oh come on Katniss, give it up! I think to myself, though the confused yet amused looks on Lars and Ali's faces imply otherwise.

"What?" I ask innocently.

"Katniss? Why are you using your mom's first name?" Lars asks, now fully confused.

"That isn't my mom." I say, as though it is a fact.

"Yeah she is." Ali chuckles, "She may have changed a bit but she is still the same at heart." Ali finishes, more seriously. I scoff at the remark.

"Please, she's a completely different person! And you know what Ali, know that I think about it her kisses aren't even real!" I hiss.

"H-how would yo-" Ali stammers, caught off guard by my outburst.

I cut her off.

"Because I know my parents! Even with a simple peck on the check you can see it in their eyes how much love and passion goes into every one of those tiny little kisses! Katniss's kisses have none of that! I bet it's all an act!" I say, though it is almost a yell.

"Why does it matter? You know they end up together and that they love each other now so why does it matter how they felt before?" Lars counters.

"I just do okay! Watching these tapes is one of the hardest things I have ever done so excuse me if I get upset over a few things!" I scream. My anger seems to stun them into silence. We just sit there, our tense, quiet atmosphere interrupted once in a while by the voices on the tapes. Slowly but surly small drops of guilt begin to creep up on me and I soon feel the need to apologize.

"Look, I'm sorry. I've just been really on edge today and I don't know what's up with me, but that's really no excuse. Forgive me?" I finish with a shy smile, and a subtle look at Lars that he easily catches.

Ali doesn't hesitate to forgive me and pull me into one of her signature bear hugs. But soon after that me and Lars seem to get into a staring contest. But after a good five minutes he finally caves and apologizes as well.

"Oh and May, I want you to know that while we may not know what you are going through but we are going to support you through this no matter what happens." Lars says.

I nod gratefully.

If only me and my parents could make up this fast. I could try and see other wise but it's no use, they are both just as, if not more, stubborn as me.

As I consider those fact I know I am going to need all the support I can find if I am going to get through this.

Short one! Sorry but I had to get out one quick because I leave for vacation tomorrow. No worries though I am bringing my laptop it might just take awhile to write, but who know, hopefully I will have some free time!