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I'm lonely again. Patrick doesn't come to visit. He keeps his word. He doesn't even come near me. I don't know if I should be relieved or not. I regret saying those things to Patrick now.

Gale doesn't visit me either. I don't know why I expected him to. I don't even know if we're friends. Our relationship is very confusing. I don't mind his company, and I don't know where I'm going with this.

I debate whether to go to Patrick's house and apologize, but I really don't feel like it today. He's probably mad. I want to give him a couple of days at least to cool off. I think that's my best bet.

I just stay at my home and watch the Games. Katniss woke up. She meets Rue, and they become allies. It's a nice sight to see. The only bad thing is that one of them is eventually going to die. It's not that sweet anymore, is it?

Peeta remains in his deathly state. He's really scaring me. I will him to be strong for his family, for his friends, for me. I can't lose Peeta.

I can't remove my eyes from the television. Theo eventually tells me to visit someone and says that I'm too antisocial.

"Theo, you know I don't have any friends," I mumble.

"Oh, come on. You have to have at least one friend."

"Katniss and Peeta make two, but they're a tad busy if you haven't noticed," I explain, clearly irritated.

"Get out of the house. You've been cooped up too long. Go hang out with that Seam boy if you really must."

"Gale? I don't know. We're not even friends."

Theo rolls his eyes as he shoves me out the door. "Don't be out too late! Oh, what the heck. Go nuts. I don't really care."

I stare surprisingly at the now shut door. Did he just shut the door on me? Seriously? I jiggle the doorknob, but he locked it. I check in my pocket for the almost always present key, but it is nowhere to be found.

"Theo, let me in," I yell. Theo doesn't make a sound. "Theo!"

I groan in frustration as I begin to walk on the coal dusted streets. I mean I wasn't even home that long. Am I really that unbearable?

I really don't want to visit Gale after that awkward night, but I have to face him sometime. Hopefully he's in a good mood. My other option is Patrick, but I don't think I'm going to visit him for a long time.

I arrive at the Hawthorne house sooner than I would've liked. I could just go to the meadow again. Maybe Gale won't be home. I walk up to his house with more confidence. Maybe he'll be in the woods. Maybe he'll be on a date…

Before I can think it through, I knock on his door a little harder than I expected to. I shudder at the loud sound that I make. I squeeze my eyes shut and silently pray he's not home. He's not home. He's….home.

None other than Gale Hawthorne himself answers the door sluggishly. I smile faintly as my cheeks burn red at a rather embarrassing memory. My eyes lock on the ground.

"Hi," I blurt out. My eyes peek up at his emotionless features.

"Hey."

We have such a way with words, huh? Gale continues to stare. Memories continue to flow back to me from that awkward night and my cheeks turn even redder. I, of course, decide to break the interminable silence gracefully. Well, as graceful as a gazelle with a broken foot, as usual.

"I, uh, well, came to, well, uh..." Go away you stupid memories! "Well, you see…my butler, he, uh, locked me out. Leo, I mean, uh, crap," I laugh nervously. "Theo said that I, uh, should get out of the house."

"So you came here."

I'm thankful he finished that train wreck for me. "Yes," I say gratefully. I should stick to one word replies.

I stare at him and instantly become frightened. He knows. That's the only thought that runs through my head. I want to run and hide, but I can't under his watchful gaze.

He leads me into his house without another word. It's strangely silent. I thought he had little brothers and a sister? Where are they?

"They went to visit Mrs. Everdeen and Prim," he answers simply. He's great at reading facial expressions. I nod and continue to follow him to his living room. He sits on the couch, and I take the seat next to him. It's a small couch. It might be even smaller than mine back home.

"How are you," I ask politely.

"Fine." We fall back in a terribly awkward silence. "Your boyfriend seems to be very protective of you," he says as he nearly spits out the word boyfriend.

"I don't have a boyfriend."

"Well, Patrick believes that you do. He pretty much told me that you were his girl."

"He asked me out, and I said no. End of story." I can see his expression visibly harden at the news.

"He's Peeta's brother, right?" I nod. "Go figure," he sighs.

"Huh?"

"What?"

"What the hell does 'go figure' mean?"

"It's obvious you hang out with that," he stops for a second. Oh, Gale, I can hear you swear. I am not a small child. He starts again. "It's obvious you hang out with him because of Peeta."

"So not true!"

"Why else would you hang out with that piece of crap?"

"Maybe because I'm lonely," I say quietly. "I don't have many friends if you haven't noticed," I snap.

"Yeah, right. The mayor's daughter is lonely," he mocks.

I stand up so that I can get away from him. I won't storm out, but I just want to get some space away from him before I lose my head. Gale tends to do that to me.

"I thought we were done with that mayor crap! Gosh, Gale! It's always like this with you! I thought we were actually friends, but you proved me wrong time and time again!"

"Undersee, it's not my fault you practically come from royalty."

"You know what Gale? You're right. You're absolutely right. I am a stuck up, arrogant brat with loads of snobs I call friends. I'm just a terrible person, right? Am I getting it right now, Gale?" I'm burning with fury as I begin to yell at him again, but he interrupts me.

"Oh, yeah Undersee? What am I? That dirty Seam rat that won't leave you alone? Am I getting it right now?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Oh, you know what I'm talking about Undersee," he yells, exposing his anger. His expressionless mask fades into pure unadulterated fury. "Oh, remember all those things you said? Do you remember Undersee?"

"What the hell…"

"Get out," he hollers at me. "Just get out of my damn house!"

"Fine," I scream back. I'm more confused than angry at the moment, but I try not to let my confusion show. "I didn't even want to come anyway," I mumble under my breath. I jog outside of the small house as Gale slams the door shut.

I stroll through the streets as I think of where everything went wrong. He was weird since he opened the door. What happened? What did I say? We didn't even talk much until he brought up Patrick…

Hm…he had a little chat with Patrick.

A/N-Patrick's starting lies, huh? REVIEW, PLEASE! Ten more reviews and I'll update tomorrow!