Real or Not Real? By Olivia Isbill

Chapter 5

Peeta POV

"So we are getting married at the Justice building next week?" I ask Katniss stupidly.

"I guess so. Oh my gosh, Peeta, what about my dress?" She says looking up at me.

"It doesn't matter; you'd look beautiful in just a T-shirt at your wedding." She rolls her eyes when I say this. "I think we might have the one Cinna made for you."

"Oh, I would love to where that one." She says with a huge smile on her face.

"Good, I'll be back. Let me go see if I can find it." I say and head for the stairs.

I walk up to her room and look in her closet. She has at least twenty different T-shirts. She also has her Father's hunting jacket. She would probably keep that forever. I look up in the top of her closet. There's a big white box. That's got to be it. I think. I reach down from the top shelf, and pull the box out of the closet. I set it down on her bed. I lift the lid of the box and see the marvelous white gown. She's going to love it. But, I could always lie, I could say I didn't find it and surprise her. I think she will be so happy if I surprise her. So I hide the box underneath others in the closet. I walk back downstairs.

"I couldn't find it." I say looking at the ceiling.

"That's too bad." She says, looking a little upset. "Maybe we can find another."

We can't find another, I have it. It's a surprise. I have to make sure we put off getting a new dress until the day of the wedding. Then I will surprise her.

"Yeah." I say. "Maybe."

Katniss leaves to go hunting for the afternoon. I go over to check up on Haymitch. Of course he is drunk. He is sprawled across his couch. Passed out. Haymitch should probably brush his teeth, and bathe. His house has fumes of white liquor and barf. No one cleans his house for him anymore, so it gets pretty bad fast.

I walk across his yard to mine. I walk over to my house. I take few steps and notice something taped to the door. Katniss left a note on my door. She was telling me to meet her in the woods. I didn't know why, but I decided its best I go.

Katniss POV

I left a note telling Peeta to meet me in the woods. I wanted to spend some time with him. Show him the lake my father would take me too. I was out by myself for a while. I glance back in the direction of the fence. I make out a figure. It's Peeta. He sees me and starts walking over toward me. I grab his hand and start to pull him toward the lake. He follows behind me.

"This is the lake my father showed me when I was little." I say flatly.

"It's beautiful." Peeta says.

"Want to swim?" I ask him cautiously.

"I don't know how…" Says Peeta glancing at the ground.

"Oh that's right. I can teach you how to." I say with a smile.

"Um. I guess we could try that." He says.

I take off my jacket and set it down by a tree. Then I take off my T-shirt. Peeta turns away.

"I have on a tank top on Peeta." I say.

"Oh, well I was just making sure." He says.

I take off my boots. I tell Peeta if he's coming in he won't want to wear all that clothing. He takes off his jacket. Then he takes off his shirt. I dive Into the lake without any further comments.

"Peeta, jump in!" I yell.

"Oh, well okay." Peeta says. Then he dives into the lake too. I swim over to him as fast as possible. I teach him how to tread first, so Then I can teach him to swim. It takes some time but Peeta kind of got the hang of It. I grab his arms and make the motion of how your arms should go when you are swimming. We are really close. I want to kiss him. So, I do. Just then, I felt a fish swim right next to my leg. It was scaly and gross. Peeta must have felt one too, because he moves backward a little.

"Do you want to look at the bottom? You can see all of the fish from down there." I say quickly.

"Sure." He says.

We both dive down to the bottom of the lake. We see a lot of fish swimming. He looks over at me and I point up towards the surface. He nods and we both start to swim toward the air. I reach the surface and my head pops out of the water. I take a deep breath. Peeta still hasn't came up. I wonder why? I swim back down, his foot got caught in seaweed. I start to panic. I swim down to the very bottom he's unconscious. I'm freaking out. I untangle his foot from the seaweed and his body floats to the surface. I come out of the water and swim back to shore dragging Peeta. I pull his body onto the sand around the lake. I stare at him for a minute. He looks, dead. I can't help but notice how muscular her is. In the hunger games he was starving. He looked so thin then. But now he has regained his strength. He's tough. He's so sweet. We are getting married in less than a week!

I come back to reality. I'm still panicking, I look at his chest. My heart drops. He's not breathing.