Chapter 3
Katniss P.O.V
I went home after it stopped raining, which meant it was around midnight when I went home. My mother and Prim must be worried by now. I usually don't stay out this long but being with Peeta and Cinna had been unexpectedly fun. I doubt I had ever laughed that much in my life.
I helped Peeta make some cookies and they did end up fairly well. He helped me decorate a few cookies in the shape of flowers and wrote Prim's name on them. I planned on giving them to her as a surprise when I got home. We rarely got to eat snacks like these and Prim would be thrilled. I saw some of Peeta's paintings but only some. He wouldn't let me see the others that were hidden under a white cloth. I saw a hint of red, though only for a second; he quickly blocked my view of the painting.
I hate to admit it but I even enjoyed when Cinna showed me the dresses he designed – but not because of the dresses, because of Cinna. He was so different from the Capitol citizens that I have a feeling if he were from District 12 he would be one of the most liked people. If other Capitol citizens were like him then maybe I wouldn't hate them so much. Maybe. I would probably never be able to get over the fact that every year they look forward to watching twenty four kids die. That they made someone as kind as Peeta go into the Games.
It's strange that my time there had made me forget all about Gale but now that I was walked home alone, my thoughts drifted back to him. To Gale. Had I lost my hunting partner? What would I do when I saw him again? You had to say when because seeing him again would be guaranteed. After all, we lived near each other, we hunted in the same forest, at the same time, and we sold at the Hob. It was only a matter of time before we came face to face. What would I say? What would he say? And why didn't I tell Peeta about Gale?
This is one of the reasons why I never wanted to marry or date. It always led to trouble and drama.
I arrived home a few minutes later. Prim rushed to meet me at the door, that ugly cat, Buttercup, was at her heels.
"Katniss! We were so worried. Where were you?" she asked. I rubbed her shoulder. She pressed her lips together and crossed her arms. I almost wanted to laugh, Prim was too innocent looking to be taken serious when she was angry plus I knew she wasn't really angry, not at me.
"Don't worry about me little duck. I was visiting Peeta." I said. She smiled.
"Peeta?" Prim said. I nodded. "Well, that explains why you weren't with Gale." Prim said. I was taken by surprise.
"How do you know I wasn't with him?" I asked.
"He came looking for you a while ago." Prim explained, then her eyes looked down. "What do you have there?" she gestured to the bag filled with cookies. My brain was still trying to understand what she had just said. Gale was looking . . . for me?
I know I should be updating the other story but I'm just not inspired. I'll get around to it. . .right now I want to write more of Peeta & Katniss Lovie Dovie stuff since I just finished reading all the Hunger Games books (again. Now it's up to eleven time! :D) and I feel like Katniss should have realized her love for Peeta sooner. She does not deserve Peeta! I want my own Peeta ): . . . anyway please Review and tell me what ya think!