Author's Note: Hey guys, I hope you're all enjoying your week so far. First off, I'd like to apologize for my long absence. I was just so busy and when I wasn't I didn't know what to write about.
Now that I got through my writer's block, I hope you're all pleased with this new update.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Hunger Games or its characters. All credit goes to Suzanne Collins.
Katniss's POV
"Katniss, I need you to take notes in today's meeting," Boggs says.
"Okay," I nod my head but internally let out an annoyed groan.
I work as a secretary for a lawyer named Boggs at a law firm.
There's nothing too exciting about it. I mainly take notes, schedule appointments, answer phone calls, etc.
I was originally a yoga instructor in town, but when Gale and I got engaged I had to look for another job so we could pay for the wedding.
"Just three more weeks," I whisper to myself.
...
I glance at the clock and see that it's seven at night.
Time to go home.
I grab my purse, coat, and head for the door.
As I walk out the building, I see that Gale is parked in his usual spot, waiting for me.
He's dressed in his.. suit?
Why is he dressed in his suit?
He always takes his suit off after he's out of work.
"Hey," I say as I get in the car.
"Hey," He gives me a small smile.
"What's with the suit?" I try to pry out the information from him.
"A friend is going to be in town for a month and were having dinner with him," He informs.
"Gale, I'm really tired and I've had a long day at work. Can't we put it off for the weekend? I just want to go home and rest," I kick off my heels and rub the arch on my foot.
"Come on babe," He insists.
"Gale, I don't want to. I'm tired. Plus, the boss is making me show up extra early tomorrow to make sure were set for-" I begin before he lashes out.
"Damn it, I'm always going to your fucking work conventions and hanging out with your friends whenever you want, why can't you do this for me?" He raises his voice.
"I never force you to go, you're always insistent on going," I mutter.
"That's because I don't want you to freak out," He angrily says.
I sigh and ignore my sore feet.
"Fine," I nod. "Lets go."
"Fine," He says and starts the car.
...
We pull up in front of the restaurant and he says," I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry too," I apologize.
"We're good?" He asks with sorry written all over his face.
"Yeah," I nod.
"Hi, table for two?" A small, sixteen- year old girl asks.
"No, we're actually supposed to meet up with someone," Gale says.
"Okay, and what's the person's name?" She asks.
"Finnick O-" He begins.
"Gale, is that you?!" I hear a shout behind me.
I look back and see that it's a tall man, with bronze hair, tan skin, and sea-green eyes.
"Finnick!" Gale laughs and hugs his friend.
It's nice to see Gale let loose with his friends.
"How are you doing?" Finnick asks.
"Good, good, how's the wife?" Gale asks.
"She's fine," Finnick smiles and glances at me," and who is this?"
Gale places his hand on my own and pulls me forward.
"This beautiful thing, is my fiancé," Gale says causing me to turn red.
"What's your name sweetheart?" Finnick asks and winks.
I give him a tight smile and say," Katniss."
"Well, I hope you and my wife get along well," He smiles.
What?
"I hope you don't mind that I brought her along and another friend," Finnick says.
"The more the merrier right?" Gale laughs.
The door opens and a beautiful red- haired woman enters the restaurant. She has green eyes and is several inches taller than me. She could be a model.
"How dare you leave Peeta and I behind?" she says in an angry- playful tone.
Wait, what?
"Too excited ba-" Finnick begins.
"- what did you say?" I ask in horror.
"I-" She begins.
"-Finnick, Anne, I hope we don't get-" He enters the restaurant and immediately cuts himself off when his eyes land on me.
Blonde hair, Blue eyes, Tan skin...
Peeta.
Author's Note: This story will be short... hopefully. I hope you all liked the update. Till the next one!