DISCLAIMER: I OWN NONE OF THE CHARACTERS.

-one-

It was well into December when I asked Gale what the status of our relationship was. Things have been tense after the whole Peeta incident. He never brought it up again, but I can still feel tension rising from him. I think he doesn't believe that nothing happened between Peeta and I in that basement. He never clarified if I was his girlfriend, but I wouldn't mind if I was. It seems different this time. Maybe he actually likes me enough now. Maybe he even developed feelings for me. Maybe he was jealous of Peeta. Yeah right Kat, he probably just doesn't want anyone else touching his toy. I really have to ask him.

Amidst all the tension, he still fucks me. A lot. The recent one was in the empty music room. I was just helping Gale put away the guitars after class when he pushed me in the tiny recording studio and proceeded on pulling my skirt up. "Right here?" I asked incredulously. Not that I'm complaining, but the recording studio is awfully small, and there's a big chance Ms. Trinket would walk in at any moment. "Right here Kat, I need you." Gale said. My better judgement crumbled when he pressed his hard cock between my ass. He's been eyeing the skirt I was wearing since I walked in class less than an hour ago. I suppose that fueled the fire.

I just orgasmed and Gale was soon to follow when we heard the door open. The recording studio has it's own door, but anyone who was observant enough will surely see Gale and I through the tiny glass window. "Gale? Gale? Are you still in here?" Ms. Trinket shouted. Gale slowly pumped his cock in me. "Gotta be quiet Kat, Ms. Trinket might hear us." He taunted in my ear.

I was trying so hard to mask my moans when I felt my second orgasm coming. "Another one? You like this don't you, the thrill of maybe being found." Gale said. Ms. Trinket was still in the room, now rummaging through her desk. If she walked a little bit more towards the center of the room, she would surely catch Gale and I fucking. My moans were getting harder to control. Gale continued fucking me from behind, his speed picking up. "Come for me my little Kat, make that pussy quiver around my cock." I closed my eyes and my world exploded. Gale had to cover my mouth to faint the sound of my scream. "Hello? Anybody here?" Ms. Trinket asked from her desk. Then I felt Gale finish in me. His cum dripped down my thigh the moment he pulled out.

I was still floating when Ms. Trinket left the room. I pulled my panties back up and faced Gale the moment I landed. He was still zipping his pants. If I don't ask him now, then I would never know where we stand.

"Gale?"

"Yea?" He said

"Am I your girlfriend?" There. I said it.

Silence.

"Look, Kat, I like you a lot but I'm not exactly looking for anything serious right now. Let's keep it that way okay?" Shit. I was once again his fucktoy.

"Uhm..Okay. I'll see you later then. I need to get to my next class." I grabbed my bag and headed for the door.

How can I be so stupid? Of course he hasn't change. It's like freshman year all over again. I was an easy prey. Why the hell did I succumb to this! I felt dirty all of a sudden. Like some cheap whore who was used purely for the carnal desire people call sex. Gale wouldn't stay, he would drop me again like I was nothing. Because I am nothing.

No one ever stays with me. Finnick left the moment he found a girl more fitting for him. Cato probably cheated throughout our whole relationship, if that was even considered a relationship. And Gale, oh Gale. I don't even know what to feel anymore. I didn't realize I stopped walking until I saw the handkerchief in front of me. I looked up, puzzled. "Hey, you're really pretty, you should wipe those tears away." He said. I touched my cheek, I didn't even know I was crying. I grabbed the handkerchief with gratitude. "Look, if I miss another minute of my Bio Lab, Mr. Abernathy will probably fail me, I'll see you around okay?" He said. His voice sounds awfully familiar. I was about to give him back the kerchief when he said "And keep the hanky."

I ignored Gale's calls for the rest of the day. I also ditched guitar the next day. I didn't want to face his wrath. It was the last day before Winter Break anyways, and no one really goes to class. The students kind of just drift from places to places. Talking with their friends, playing cards in the quad. It would've been a fun day. If only I had any friends. It's your fault for only fucking guys in high school. I shook the thought away and found a spot sit on.

I was just about to open my copy of Whitman's Leaves of Grass when someone sat beside me.

"Sorry, Hi, I didn't mean to scare you." He said with a smile. It was the guy from yesterday. "It's fine. Thank you for the handkerchief by the way."

"Not a problem, always glad to help a damsel in distress." He said with a smile. I like this guy. He's...charming.

"I don't think I got your name though."

"How rude of me. I forgot to introduce myself. Marvel Quaid. Nice to meet you-?"

"Katniss, but you can call me Kat for short." I said. "Your voice seems really familiar. I can't put where I've heard it before"

"So you caught that. I'm the Student Council VP and I do the P.A. announcements every Monday and Friday during second." Ah. That's what it is. The P.A. announcements are usually for the graduating seniors, reminding us to turn in things, or pay our fees, or for the sports teams, congratulating them for their recent wins. I never really paid any close attention to any of it, but it seems like Marvel's voice left an impression.

"So you like Whitman?" He asked.

"Yeah, it's something about his works, it breaks free from monotony you know?"

"Yeah, he's something else." Marvel said. He was watching me intently. I looked down, not knowing what to say next. I still don't know why he's sitting beside me, but I allowed the company.

We sat there in comfortable silence, discussing our favorite Whitman passages every once in a while. It was peaceful, and I almost forgot about the turmoil with Gale. Then someone yanked me up.

"You didn't answer my calls. What happened?" Gale asked. He was furious.

"I don't see what your problem is. I didn't feel like answering okay?"

"What do you mean you didn't feel like answering? You didn't go to class either."

"It's not like I'm your girlfriend or anything, why should you care if I answer or not?" How dare he barge in here and act like he owns me.

"I see, so this is what this is all about? Do you want to be my girlfriend Kat? Do you want me to hold your hand and tell you I love you? Is that what you want?" Spite was written all over him. "Is that what you want Kat?" I felt my whole body trembling. That's precisely what I want, but not like this. Not. Like. This.

"Hey, man, back off. I think that's enough." Marvel was now in between Gale and I.

Gale was staring daggers at Marvel. "What about YOU back off MAN. This is about Kat and I."

The two men continued throwing murderous looks at each other. I can't take it anymore. Gale's possessiveness, Marvel's involvement, I don't even know why he's here. I turned around and ran for the parking lot.

"We're not finished Kat." Gale shouted from my back. We're not finished. If only I knew what kind of shit I'll get into, I should have never started anything with Gale.

Author's Note: Thank you everlarkcheesebuns for beta-ing (that's a word right?) For any everlark fans, you guys should check out her new fic Something's Gotta Give. Modern-time cheesiness for modern-time folks! Once again, Thank you for reading~