I decided to try a bit of Peetas POV. If you don't like it then just say and I stick to Willow, I just thought I'd give it a go.

On with the story…

Peetas POV:

Finally…Art.

Today has dragged for so long I'm just glad to have a lesson I can breathe in. Release all this tension onto a blank canvas and create something good from it. Honestly I'm not sure why I feel so tense. I had two of my morning lessons with Katniss this morning, I should be elated. I remember a time when I would try and change my schedule just so I could be near her, yet now I'm happy to get away? What the hell is the matter with me…?

Maybe it's because the first lesson you shared with Katniss she completely ignored you to chat away to Glimmer and the second she sat next to Marvel with her hands 'in her lap'. Ha! Who are you trying to fool, did you see Marvels face, her hands were obviously wandering in…

No! That thought has got to stop right there! Not real Peeta…or maybe real…

Urgh! OK. I just need to focus on something else. Where are those canvases?...Ah ha!

I look over to the front left corner of the art room and see the various sizes of clean square canvases and begin to walk over to them when a hand clamps down on my shoulder.

"Peeta!" I smile when I heard that rugged voice. There's only one guy I know who could sound so manly yet so much like a child. I turn and face one of my best friends Finnick Odair, green eyes are sparkling excitedly which could only mean one thing.

"What have you got to share this time Fin?" He takes a dramatic breath and I laugh at the big show for this most likely trivial piece of gossip.

"There is a new girl in school!" he says happily.

"Really?!... That build up for that? Finnick we've known that a new student form 10 was coming for a week now. Why are you so excited about it?" I ask with a grin. This guy never fails to lift my mood.

"Peet! Have you seen her! There is no way she from District 10 with the way she looks. I mean DAMN! What I wouldn't do to…" he starts. This is also a thought I don't need to be completed today.

"OK! Please for the love of god, keep the rest of that sentence to yourself. I do not need to know." I say, feigning a mortified expression for his benefit. Always the one for bad humour.

I get my desired effect when he bursts into fits of laughter. "Oh Peeta! Your hopeless man.." he chuckles.

"Hey fellas" enters a new voice. Another voice I know well. The musical ring this voice holds hardly matches the loud personality of its owner, another good friend of mine. Miss Johanna Mason.

"Yo! Fin. So tell me, got any crabs yet from your 'erotic' escapades? Oh you too Peeta, Katniss actually opened her legs for you the way she does for everyone else yet?" Johanna asks casually as she sits down at her and Finnicks desk. I look to Finnick and can practically see the wheels in his head turning fir a witty comeback. I just roll my eyes and force a laugh. How can such a bell-like voice belong to that humour?

See…other people are all thinking the same thing Peeta. She just wants to break you too…

I can feel my anxiety rising and my mood lowering rapidly with where my thoughts were heading. All my other classmates are now in the classroom talking amongst themselves. I suddenly don't feel like painting and start to travel over to my desk when I hear the creak of the door open.

That creak is literally all I hear. The entire class has silenced. At first I think maybe it's just me tuning everyone out but then…

""OK GUYS, SHOWS OVER! YOU MAY PROCEED WITH YOUR DAILY GOSSIP!" Ahh, the all-round sweetness that is Delly Cartwright. I turn to greet my other best friend when I see her.

She's is about 5 ft. 5''s worth of a curvaceous beauty. She's not thin; she has an elegant hour-glass figure with just the perfect amount of cushion covering her body. She is wearing faded jeans that fit snuggly around her thighs in a sinful manner, that flare out slightly as they reach just below her ankles, showing a clearly favoured pair on white converses. I drag my eyes away from the temptation of her legs and travel up her shapely figure. She is wearing a dull, sunset orange crocheted jumper that shows a teasing slice of the soft skin of her flat, tanned stomach.

My favourite colour….

Then I reach what can only be compared to as the face of an angel. She has natural tan, further showing off her flawless olive skin tone. She and soft curves to her round face and huge doe like eyes. She was gaping at Delly about something, showing a taste of that delicate pink tongue…

"Peeta?!" Finnick says loudly. He grins broadly and gives me the nod of approval and thumbs up. Clearly asking my opinion of this Aphrodite that just entered the class. I just smile, shake my head and look away. He can take what he likes from that.

Snap out of it Peeta. You have Katniss now…

This girl just turned my brain into mush without even looking at me! Breathe Peeta. Breathe. Since the only spare seat in the room is the one next to mine I'm guessing we will be sitting together so I may as well introduce myself now.

Pfft! Yeah that's the reason…. Yes, yes of course it is.

I don't know why I feel so nervous all of a sudden so I decide to talk to Delly first, like the coward I am. "Jeez Dell, you're not even in this class and you still feel the need to make your presence known" I say as I walk around behind the girl into Delly's eye line.

I realise that I may have scared the new girl when she basically dives on top of Delly. I have to bite back a laugh at her expression. I doubt scaring a girl out of her wits then laughing at her is going to get me in her good graces. Why do I want to be in her good graces…?

Delly however has no problem laughing at her.

"Hey! Careful dude…Hey, bread boy" she giggles. I simply role my eyes at her nickname for me and smile. It's nice to see her making new friends, Delly has always been the eccentric type who will initially give everybody the time of day, they just don't usually give it back, so the scene before me was nice to see.

"Sorry, wasn't expecting someone to be behind me..." a soft husky voice chimes shyly, attracting my attention. My eyes settle on her and I can finally distinguish the colours of her eyes. She has deep hazel eyes with bight specks of green and gold. The kind of shimmer you would expect of an edited photo in a magazine. Apparently they change colour too as they darken slightly as she looks up at me. She moves her mahogany hair in front of her shoulder and when the light hits a thick lock I can see it claims a reddish hue, like a cherry. She licked her full lips as she took me in and quite a few… lets say sinful, things fluttered through my mind.

"So who is our new friend here then?" I ask tightly, focusing on the 'friend', more for my own benefit than anyone else's.

"Willow, Willow Glade….I'm new to the school" I smile wider at hearing speak agin more confidently. Her rustic voice echoing in my ears.

Katniss. Oh yeah, I have a girlfriend…shit.

Wait, what the hell am I thinking like this for?!… These feelings are not real…lapse in judgment. That's all this is, I mean I hardly know this girl…

Ill do one more chapter of Peetas POV and you can tell me if you like please review your thoughts.

Kaylee X