Gale and Katniss had moved to District 2 because apparently 'she couldn't bear to see Peeta like this'. Well neither could I, but I dealt with it! In fact I was part of project TK67. In other words: get Peeta normal before Katniss comes back. I hadn't been allowed in to see him yet but we had sent Delly in a couple more times, and Prim had thought up an amazing idea of injecting him with morphling while showing him footage of Katniss. It didn't really seem to be helping, but then who knows what is?

At the moment I was watching him through the two-way mirror, while he was concentrating on icing the cake for Finnick's wedding. He looked so much like his old self it was hard to believe he had been hijacked. He had his tongue stuck out of the corner of his mouth in concentration. I heaved a sigh. Why couldn't he just go back to normal?

Finnick slipped in the room and came to sit next to me. He was looking incredibly hot, but of course no one ever said that because of Annie. I never thought he was the kind of guy that was into commitment, then out of the blue he had asked her to marry him. It was kind of like a tragic love story. Now one of them had to die and the story would be complete.

'Sorry about… you know' he smiled at me.

'It's fine. I just wish I could go talk to him.'

Finnick smiled sadly. 'I had a load of friends before I was a victor. Most of them were killed. I suppose your situation is slightly better. At least he's alive'

'What's the point of him being alive if he can't do anything?'

Finnick tried to change the subject. 'Do you miss Gale?'

I looked at him surprised. What did he know about Gale and I? 'I guess'

'You're really obvious you know. I can tell by how you look at him. Its how girls used to look at me' he winks.

'Big- headed' I stick my tongue out at him.

'So why don't you just ask him out? You seem to have made every guy here fall for you. Why not him?'

'Because he's going out with Katniss, obviously'

'Football has a goalie. Doesn't mean you cant score' I whack him with my bag.

'You're despicable' I laugh.

'Shh, I'm getting married next week'

We both burst out laughing, and for a moment I forget about Peeta and all my worries with him. I'm filled with a new confidence about Gale. He will go out with me in the end. Gosh, now I sound really egocentric.

That was when Plutarch and a team of psychiatrists barged into the studio.

'Ah, Flo! Just the person I wanted to see. We've decided to let you see Peeta.'

I stared at them disbelievingly. I had given up hope of me ever seeing Peeta. Why now?

'You need to bring in your photo album and show him some pictures of your life in the Capitol.'

They fitted me with an earpiece and pushed me towards his cell door.

Peeta's POV.

The door opened. A reverberating voice boomed out of the speaker.

'Peeta, you've got a visitor'

This was my first visit for a week. I wonder who it could be. Hopefully not Delly. She likes Katniss. Maybe someone from the second Games? No, they wouldn't trust me. I wouldn't trust myself.

I turn round, to face the door. Flo was standing in the doorway, her face expressionless. I hadn't seen her for so long, it was such a shock. She was a lot taller, her hair was longer and her face was less babyish causing her to look prettier than ever.

'Hey Ginge' I say breaking the silence.

'Why does everyone call me that?'

I laugh. 'I've missed you'

She looked relieved. She probably expected me to beat her up or something. I did have a drip in my arm that would knock me out if I even tried, though.

'And vice versa'

She came and sat on my bed. 'Cool wedding cake'

'Thanks. Its for…' my mind went blank, my vision blurred and everything jumbled in my head. Who was it for?

Flo ignores my unfinished sentence.

'So… I've been told to talk about some memories'. She made it sound as if it was the stupidest thing ever.

'What sort of memories?'

'I dunno… school. You remember school?'

'Sure. There was someone there… who was there?' I was so confused. My memories of school seemed so clear compared to everything else. Pictures swirled around in my messed up brain. Suddenly a face came up in my memory.

"Katniss. Katniss was there. I bet she was trying to kill me even then. You were helping her weren't you`? You don't care about me.'

Flo's POV

I was so annoyed I replied sarcastically: 'Nope. Not at all. As soon as you were reaped I forgot completely about you and now me and Katniss are plotting to try and kill you'

'Flo, you're not helping' a voice whispered in my earpiece.

Peeta looked up at me bewildered. I could see his brain working overtime to try and get a grip on what was going on.

'You admit it?'

'Of course I don't, you idiot. I was the one that used to hate Katniss, remember. You used to love her' I pull out the photo album and show him the picture of him with his hands in a heart shape standing behind Katniss.

'What are you doing' said the voice in my ear.

Peeta stared at the picture taking it all in. Absentmindedly he makes a heart shape with his hands. All the anger had drained out of his face.

She's a mutt. She's sent to kill me' he mutters.

'Obviously not or she would have killed you in the thirteen years of school you had together.'

He blocks his ears with his hands and rocks back and forth like a little kid. 'Shut up shut up shut up shut up shut up.'

'Just cos you know I'm right'

'I cant… it doesn't make sense…. It's so shiny, blurry. What's happening'

The voice in my ear sounds angrily. 'Flo get out of there. You've done enough damage already.'

I turn and walk out. I know it wasn't his fault, but he really annoyed me. He was so illogical. I wanted to slap him, and yell at him. But in his unstable condition he would probably strangle me or something.

As I walked out of the studio I heard Plutarch on the phone to Katniss.

'I think we've convinced him you're not a mutt!'