Hey again.

Sorry its late but I kept getting distracted ;)

I'm hoping to continue this story all through the books so it may get really long

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Nancy :D

Flo's POV

I walk side by side with Katniss through the seam. We'd just finished out project and I had offered to come home with her so I could get some medicine for my dad's sore throat. Also I kind of hoped that I might see Gale. Maybe he would ask me out again if I saw him? Katniss was completely silent next to me. I tried to start a conversation.

'So how do you know Gale?'

'We met in the woods'

'And you just started talking?'

'No… he accused me of stealing his game. We took like a year to even start talking properly.'

Suddenly we turn a corner and Gale's standing there. He beams at the sight of both of us.

'Yo Catnip' Katniss laughs.

'Hey Gale. This is Flo. Do you remember her?' He looks blank. 'From the woods?'

'Oh yeah! Hey Flo' He winks at me.

Of course he remembers me! He snogged me didn't he? Or did that mean nothing to him. I was just one more random girl he's kissed. I cure myself for actually getting my hopes up, for thinking he liked me. Gale walks alongside us, chatting to Katniss about the Hob and some woman called Greasy Sae. I'm silently fuming about Gale.

When we reach Katniss' house her mother appears with a bottle of medicine for my father. I give her the money and start to walk home.

Out of the blue I feel Gale wrap his arms round me from behind.

'Go away.'

'But babes!' He turns me to face him. 'Katniss doesn't know I have a life outside of her and hunting. And I like it to stay that way. She's special, like that blonde boy is to you'

'Peeta' I correct him. 'But it doesn't mean you have to act like I don't exist!'

'Yeah it does! You don't know Katniss like I do. Anyway… what are you planning to do this evening?'

'Erm… I was gonna invite my friends round since my dad's out' His eyes light up and I can tell what he's thinking. 'No you can't come round'. He gives me puppy eyes. I sigh. 'Fine!'

'Yes!' he punches the air. I'm secretly pleased that he actually wants to come round my house. 'Can I come round now?'

'What time is it?'

He looks up at the sun. 'About 5'?

'Sure you can come round now' I roll my eyes. He grabs my hand.

He stares round my living room in awe.

'Its so… big, and posh'

'It's a normal house?'

'Not in the seam it isn't. You've never seen a seam house so you don't know'

'Err yeah I have? I have a life outside you, you know' I wink at him and he sticks his tongue out, still staring round the room.

'Do you want some food?' I ask.

'Sure. What have you got?' I lead him to the kitchen. He sits on the counter and grabs a cheesy roll from the basket Peeta brought round earlier.

'These are delicious!' he stuffs half of it in his mouth at once.

'You're such a pig!'

'You have to eat like you'll never see food again when you live in the seam' he laughs at my expression.

'So do you just want rolls?'

'Do you have any bacon? I've always wanted to try bacon?'

Soon we're sitting at my dining room table with a plate of bacon and some rolls. He stuffs it all his mouth, not bothering to chew. I'm disgusted but suddenly a thought crosses my mind. The Gale Hawthorne is in my house! He normally never goes for girls like me, preferring popular girls around his age. I can't believe this is actually happening! Unless he's just using me? That's probably true. But oh well!

'What do you wanna do now?'

'Can I see your room?'

I lead him up the stairs, trying to remember whether I had tidied my room this morning. I open the door and remember something. Telling Gale to wait outside for a bit, I rush in and pull down my Finnick Odair poster, stuffing it in a drawer. Gale probably wouldn't appreciate that…

'You can come in now" I yell. He pushes open the door and immediately dives onto my bed. I laugh, expecting him to make a comment about how soft it is and compare it to a bed in the seam.

"Oh my god! You have a CD player?'

'Oh yeah. I got it for my birthday'. CD players were very rare in district 12. No one really cared about music.

'What CDs do you have?'

'One of the top 40 in the Capitol, and one of traditional songs from the districts.'

'Can I hear the top 40 one?'

I put it in and turn it up really loud. Gale starts singing at the top of his voice to the first one, and we're soon dancing and doing air guitar. He knows the words to some of them, and soon picks the other ones up. I collapse onto my bed, exhausted but laughing so hard tears stream down my cheeks. Gale joins me and we lie there panting for ages. Soon he turns to me, putting his hand on the back of my neck and pulling me closer. Our lips touch and I feel a bolt of electricity shoot through me. He really was an amazing kisser. Probably from all that practice…