Hey guys 3 Ok so I think you are really going to LOVE this chapter. I'm happy to officially say I have the next 4 chapters written, including the wedding (sexy time), and wedding night (even more sexy time)...so if you want to read them very soon it would be nice if you told me in a review...just saying...just throwing that out there. Who knows they might appear on here faster...just saying...

XO -Kayla =]

I slowly twisted the crystal door knob and opened the door. Relief flooded through me when the door was wide open. Standing at the door was my mother and little sister, Prim. I broke out a huge smile that covered my face. "Happy wedding day Katniss," my sister exclaimed to me. My mother smiled at me, and hugged me around my neck. "You look so beautiful, Katniss," she whispered in my ear. I invited them in and escorted them to the couch. "Are you two hungry or anything? I just ate but I can order something for you if you are hungry." "No we've already eaten Katniss! But thank you. Are you excited about today?" My little sister asks me. "I am very excited," I feel a blush running up to my cheeks, "I can't wait to marry Peeta." I looked down at my freshly painted toenails, and blush harder. I can feel my mother's blue eyes watching me. "I'm so happy Katniss. I love seeing you like this," she said with a smile in her voice. I looked up at my mother, very quiet, and hesitantly. I remember how I used to hate her for what she did when dad died, but now I'm growing to forgive her. Ever since I returned from the hunger games I've tried to rekindle my relationship with her. It's nice to actually see her happy about something. "Thanks mom," I smile but it's all I can manage. There's another knock on the door, tjis time I don't feel as much panic as the first. Gale wouldn't cause a scene in front of my mother or Prim.

I walk back to the door to open it and find Cinna standing behind it. He holds a huge baby pink duffle bag in one hand and in the other a few white gift boxes each wrapped in a different colored ribbon stacked on top of one another. "Hello Mrs. Mellark, "Cinna says with a big smile. I smile widely at my friend, and feel a slight wave of pleasure from being called that name. "Can I help you? Your hands are full!" He offeres me the gift boxes to hold and says, "Take those to your room. Put them behind the bed. I want you to open them later." He winks at me as he walks into the room smiling at my mother, "Hello Mrs. Everdeen." My mother responds with a smile, "Hello Cinna." Cinna was also here to do Prim and my mother's hair and makeup for my wedding as well. He sets his duffle bag beside him on the floor and gets comfortable on the pale pink loveseat. "Well Katniss, your prep team won't be coming today. They've finished their process with you. But you will see them as guests at the wedding."

Cinna excused his self while toting the duffle bag behind him. I can hear him placing things on the bathroom counter, and shifting around the items in his bag. My mother and Prim were discussing their own make over. It was very plain to see how excited my sister was about getting dolled up for the wedding. We didn't have this kind of luxury growing up. I've had it almost constantly since I was 16. It's nothing special to me and it never has been. But my sister is the epitome of a girly girl. I'm glad she's getting to do this. She deserves it. I look up at the clock and note that its 1pm. Ok only seven and a half more hours left until I'm married. It's ok, no pressure. I can feel my heart pounding through my chest. And my palms are becoming slick and cold from sweat. My mother is taken into the bathroom and ordered to change into one of the robes Cinna has prepared. It's the same pale pink as the rest of the room and on the back the words "Mother of the Bride" are embroidered in small crystals. Prim was given a robe too, only difference between hers and my mothers is on the back of hers were the words "Maid of Honor" in the same tiny crystals. I was handed one as well with the words "Mrs. Peeta Mellark" in crystals and it is white, unlike my Mom and Prim's mine is white. I love this robe, and I am definitely going to keep it. I am thankful this robe is the same silky material but a little thicker than my previous one. Me and Prim watch some kind of Capitol cartoon show as the hours ticked by.

At 3 my mother emerged from the bathroom with Cinna. I've never seen my mother in makeup but she was truly beautiful. Her hair was released from it's usual bun and she had a cascade of curls around her shoulders. Her hair is mush shorter than mine, only went to her shoulders. She had a silver headband tucking back a few random strands of curls. Her spot was replaced by Prim who was next in line. Her make over wasn't nearly as long as my mother's. When my sister was escorted out it was 4:15. She had minimal makeup on, but what she did have on brought out her beautiful features. Her hair was in a loose bun with several loose strands of curls falling out. My little sister was so break taking. She's grown up so much in the last two years. Now at 14 she looks my age, but more beautiful than anyone could be at my age.

Cinna called me into the bathroom through my bedroom door. When I was entering the bedroom I heard him whisper to me, "Please shut the door." I did as he asked and met him at the bathroom door. He took my elbow and pulled me over to the small love seat that sat in the corner of the room. He asked me to get the gifts he had brought. I did this and sat back down. "Ok Katniss," he said in a hushed tone, "these are a little something special for you. And I felt like you wouldn't want your mother to see these." When he said those words I started to panic. I could feel my eyes get big, and my heart pounding faster. He continued, "calm down Katniss. I thought this would be something nice to have, I found one I though you might want to wear in particular. So go ahead." My fingers start to fumble with the brightly colored ribbon this ribbon is the same soft pink as the rest of the wedding. I open the box to find tissue paper that is the same color as he ribbon. I push the paper aside to reveal a piece of white lingerie. I placed my fingertips under the delicate straps and pulled it out of the box. It was a very feminine night gown. It was a white lace that probably went down to the top of my thighs. The pieces of lace that covered my chest was sitting on top of silk to cover my breast in a subtle, yet attractive way. Underneath where my breast laid was a tiny baby blue ribbon very similar to the color of Peeta's eyes. Still laying in the box is a matching pair of panties that were white lace boy shorts with a tiny strip of cotton where my most womanly part lies. Holding this up in front of Cinna was not embarrassing like I thought it would be, in fact I was very happy he presented me with this. I haven't even thought of what I will wear on my wedding night. It's like he's in on my plan tomorrow night. I placed my lingerie back into the box and started opening another one. This one had a red ribbon with red tissue paper. I pulled the tiny piece of fabric out of its packaging.

This one was sexier than the last. While my nipples on my breast are still covered this one has pushup in it. My breast will be slightly elevated and the stomach has a slit down the middle. It's still attached to the top of the gown but it would give easier access to my stomach and hips. And the panty that was still lying in the box was a lacy black thong. This one did fluster me a little. I laid the black lace back into it's box. The third box had a baby blue that slowly I undone. Inside was a baby blue nightgown. It was very pretty but wasn't meant for the power of seduction. It was a silk nightgown that probably ended at my mid-thighs. The silk was cool again my flesh. It had thin straps that cling right underneath my breasts. I took note that there wasn't a panty to match this gown. So here I am at the fourth, and final gift box. This one was tied with a yellow ribbon, I slowly pushed aside the paper and felt a smile slowly appear on my face. This was a lingerie set instead of a nightgown. Just a pair, matching bra and panty. And they were Peeta's favorite color. Orange, the same color as our wedding. It was lacy, like most of the other items of lingerie. It had little bows tied around either bra strap and on the hips of the panty. I placed the last of my gift back in it's box and leaned over to hug Cinna. "Thank you for this. All of it, the wedding and everything." I could feel Cinna smile against my hair. "You're welcome Katniss. I couldn't be happier for you right now." I feel tears threatening to fall and I fight them away. "Are you ready for this Katniss Everdeen? I going to transform you into a bride!"

At this time it's 5, and I'm starting to feel a prick of pressure to hurry start to stab at me. He starts with my hair. Before he starts to style it he massages some kind of serum into my hair. And gives me a very calming scalp massage. I can tell he's trying to calm me down a little, he knows me well enough to sense my stress. He starts to glide thought the process like it is absolutely nothing to him. As easy as breathing. Placing huge hot rollers in my hair very precisely, not a single baby hair is out of place. Soon when every hair on my head is rolled he starts my makeup. He told me he wanted to keep it very simple, I am still going to look like me. After the entire makeup process the only thing I can actually recall him doing is applying something called highlighter cream and mascara. Even after he had completed my makeup I wasn't allowed to see my reflection or a clock. I was feeling pushed for time, and anxious. He pulled the now cool rollers, which were never more than just warm, out of my hair. I felt instant bounce in my hair as it feel to my shoulders after each release. My hair has grown to my mid-back over the past two years. So I can see each perfectly formed curl fall into place. I could feel him raking his fingertips through my curled hair careful not to upset the ringlet. He parts my hair to the right and puts a little chuck of hair from the right side and starts to loosely French braid it, at a point behind my left ear it becomes a free falling braid. He secures it with a tiny elastic clear band. He mist lightly with some sticky hairspray. Then he stepped back to look at me. "Alright Katniss look."

I slowly turned on my chair to see my reflection. For a moment I thought it was a television and not a mirror. Cinna has made me into this gorgeous creature. My eyelashes wave a flirty hello every time I blink, and my lips form a natural pink pout. My eyes sparkle, and my skin radiates light. It took me a moment to realize I had my mouth hanging open. "Cinna, I feel so…beautiful," I choked out. "Listen to me Katniss. You are always beautiful. This makeup just helps shallower eyes see it." I asked Cinna the time, he said it was 7:45. Ok. I'm ok. Cinna excused himself from the bathroom and returned with a giant big with a zipper and a shoe box. He laid the items across my bed. He led me out into the living room to showcase his work. My mother went to clamp her hands over her mouth but at the last minute realized she had makeup on and put her hands over her heart instead. Prim, not so much. She closed her hands over her mouth resisting the urge to tear up. "Katniss," my sister started. "You are just so beautiful," my mother finished. I smiled big. "Thank you so much." "I can't wait for Peeta to see you!" Shouted Prim. That sensation of pleasure overtook me again. I knew Peeta would be happy with what he saw.

Oh, I almost forgot!

I ran off to my room and picked up the tiny gift bag with my father's pocket watch in it. I handed it to Cinna and he assured me he would take care of it. He walked over to the hotel phone, and dialed in four numbers and I heard ringing. I walked to stand next to his chair and listen. "Hello?" Oh my god its Peeta! Just as I was about to shout for him Cinna pointed his index finger at me to silence me. He winked at me and continued, "Hey Peeta, it's Cinna." "Oh hey! How are you doing man?" "I'm excellent, so is Katniss. She's very excited, you know?" There is a tiny pause, and he continued, "Really? She said that?" God, he doesn't believe him. Am I really so cold that Peeta can't think of me showing any kind of affection? "Peeta, she is almost shaking with anticipation," he smiles at me, "but I wanted to ask if I could stop by your room for a second? I have something to give you." "Yeah that's fine. Are you coming now? I know we are about to leave." "Yes I'll be there in a minute or two." "Ok see you soon! Oh, and Cinna." "Yeah?" "Will you tell Katniss I love her? If you don't mind?" "I don't mind at all Peeta." He put the phone back down on the receiver.

Cinna looked up at me with a look that just says I told you so. He took the tiny orange gift bag from me and said he'd return in a minute. I stood back in my bedroom alone. I started putting the lingerie I received into the box with care, in fear of my mother seeing them. Or worse… Prim. Shortly after his depart Cinna arrived back into my room.. He ushered me into the living room, where my mother and Prim have sat most of the day. He held up a gift bag that was similar to the one I sent. But it was green and slightly bigger. My favorite color. "Peeta got you a gift too. Funny how that worked out," he chuckled a little. He handed me the bag to open my gift. Inside was something wrapped in tissue paper, a small box at the bottom of the bag, and a neatly folded note. I take out the tissue paper and unwrap the unknown item. Inside there is a small hair clip. It's gold with tiny intricate swirls on the barrette. They favor my engagement ring in an amazing way. But at the end of each peak it had a very tiny delicate crystal.

Cinna took it from my hands and started to place it at the point where the French braid becomes a free fall braid. It gracefully peaks out from my curls while holding my braid in place. "You know this wedding wouldn't be Katniss Everdeen's wedding without a braid," Cinna stated. It made all of us laugh. "Peeta's mother gave this to you to borrow. This is your something borrowed. She also said, well, she said it was an apology." I knew what she was referring to, that day in the rain with the bread. But I don't want to talk about it now, I'll thank her for this kindness later. I looked back down into the bag and pulled out the note. It read, "Katniss, I love you so much. I can't wait to marry you. My grandmother gave me this years ago when I was a little boy. I've always dreamed of giving it to you, always hoped it would be yours someday. It's generations old. Before the dark days. Please wear it for our wedding. She always told me to give it to the woman I love, and I want you to have it. I love you. -Peeta" I pulled out the box and opened it. Inside was a even smaller box. As I opened the lid and gasped. I found a ring that was rose gold, like my engagement ring. On the ring was a single pearl. Tiny, and beautiful. On top of the lid was a note. "Pearls come from nature. They aren't carved and cut to beauty like diamonds. To me, Katniss you are a natural beauty. My pearl." I took the tiny ring out and slipped it onto my right ring finger. Everyone flaunted over it. I couldn't stop looking at it myself. "It's time," Cinna said quietly.

He walked over to a closet across the living room that I haven't even paid much attention too, he opened the door and there hung my mother's and sister's dresses. And his own tuxedo. "Oh and yes they've been here the entire time. So has your wedding dress, you could have looked whenever you wanted!" He winked at me. "I didn't even know they were there!" "Exactly the point," he said with a smile. He help my mother into her dress and shoes and then Prim. I shed my robe and put the panties and garter on that were laid out for me, white lace. I think I saw that one coming. He put me in a bustier and secured it over my hips. Slowly he eased the dress over my head, he and my mother pulled the corset on the back of my dress tightly closed. Cinna had me close my eyes shortly after I put on my undergarments, they were still closed now. My mother held my hand as Cinna adjusted each shoe on my feet. "Does this dress light up with fire too", I asked jokingly with a smile, everyone chuckled. I had clip-on earrings attached to my ears. Pearls, I think. Everyone stood back and got silent. "What? What is it?" "Katniss", my mother whispered out. "Katniss, open your eyes", Cinna commanded. I did as he told me to and looked into the mirror. "Oh my god." Who is that person? Is that me? Really, really me? He walked over and placed my mockingjay pin over my heart. "Now, it's complete."

My dress was form fitting, every womanly curve I had was shown by the dress. The neckline was low but not inappropriately so, a sweetheart neckline. Past the bottom of my thighs the dress was flowy, and free. The entire dress was lace. The flowy material was delicate, but whimsical. My shoes were not extremely high, but had an appropriate heel. I could function in them and that's important in front of all Panem. You could see my toes peeking out at the top of the shoes. It had tiny crystals outlining the straps of the shoes. Cinna walked behind me and tucked a veil under some curls at the bottom half of my head. "What do you think?" "I feel…beautiful." "You ARE beautiful." Tap, tap, tap. A knock at the door had Cinna pushing me into the bedroom to hide me. He opened the door when I was hidden to see that there was a body guard accompanied by Effie and Haymitch. "Oh, where is our bride?" Effie's voice higher than usual, if it was even possible. "Katniss come out," Cinna called to me. I walked out slowly to see both Effie's and Haymitch's eyes widen. "You're so beautiful!" Effie squealed. "Nice going, sweetheart," Haymitch said to me with a thumbs up. Cinna ran to the bathroom and returned with a little bottle of perfume. He lightly misted the beautifully fragranced liquid under my jaw and on my wrists. "She's ready," he said. "Well let's go sweetheart! Can't leave him waiting much longer." Here we go. I'm going to be Peeta's wife in ten minutes.

I've never been so ready in my life.