Author's Note: Hey.. It's a little shorter, but I'll ut up another one soon. Help me decide on names for my next story. Whaddya think of Miles Hawthorne and Rose-Rue Mellark? I want fierce names, so help me decide. I'll be releasing it soon. And it'll be for sure called either, "Saved" or "Home Again" It'll be in Katniss' child (girl) and Gale's child (boy) you'll have to read it once it come out. Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I am not Suzanne Collins, and I will never be. So, I don't own the characters. I only have the plot. :)

Gale twirled me in the air as a response to the obnoxious girl, while Peeta gave me a strong, lingering hug. I was overjoyed to see them again. I studied them for a moment. They're both pretty fit, and Gale seems like he shot up in the air in terms of growth. Gale was about the same height as me when we last saw each other. Peeta was slightly taller than both of us. But now I had to look up to talk to them.

"Where you been, Catnip?"

"Yeah, Sweet-tart, you left us hanging." Peeta tells me. I laugh as Gale says,

"We've got a lot of catching up to do Jess, so you and your friends can leave now."

Peeta turns to me with an excited look in his brilliant blue eyes. He throws his shoulder over mine. He smiles back at me. I smile to him too.

"Sorry I didn't email you guys or anything." I say looking guiltily to Gale and Peeta.

The girl apparently named Jess is shooed away by Gale and Peeta looks at me with a seriousness I don't like. His gaze softens when I look down. He sighs.

"Katniss, you didn't get in contact with us because we knew you were busy. You couldn't prevent that. I'm just glad your're here with me."

Just him? I look at Peeta again, and I think I find an intensity and longing staring back at me, but mostly awkwardness. I'm here with Gale, and Peeta and Madge. Madge! I completly forgot she was in the room. I quickly introduced Gale and Peeta to Madge. Madge was excited to meet my two friends, and apparently the 'two coolest and hottest guys' as described by Madge. Gale just laughs, and Peeta blushes just the slightest bit. I do a little of both. Madge looks at me, and she seems pretty gushy.

"So, Katniss, Peeta. Why did you call Sweet-tart, huh, huh?" Madge nudges me and Peeta both. Peeta blushes again. I avoid her gaze. Gale breaks up all this awkwardness by taking my Wii console and hooking it up to the TV that has been provided for us by the school.

"Honestly Catnip, you never seem to suprise me when it comes to hiding things. I mean it's always in the trees, or wrapped up in one of your jackets."

Damn. He knows me too well. Guess I need to change my average hiding places. My gaze wanders to the graduation picture of us again. Peeta and Gale follow my gaze too. They smile. I know they remember that that was one of the only times we were really full. I mean, we weren't poor or anything. We just spent our time and money on food that sometimes didn't leave us as full as we could be. Madge interrupts my thoughts again.

"So, Peeta, again, why do you call Katniss Sweet-tart?" This time Madge is genuinely curious. She isn't teasing or anything like that anymore.

"Well, when I ate lunch with Katniss, she always ate my sweet raspberry tart that I snuck from the bakery. From then on it was Sweet-tart. Well, until she smacked me in the face for calling her that." Madge looks so amused. She was laughing so very hard her face was red, and her ribs started to hurt. I laugh too along with Peeta and Gale, but not as much as Madge. We start to play BRAWL when the Wii is hooked up. I'm always Pikachu. Peeta's always Link, and Gale is almost always Ness. We play until Gale and I are the last two standing. We battle it out, I lost a life, but Gale only had one more left. I just kept running away from him until he fell of the stage.

"I WIN!"

"Yeah, yeah, you're superior." Gale sighs.

A few hours later, we decide to explore the school. Peeta and Gale take Madge and I around to the different parts of school. One place where I would love to spend some time was the archery field. Superior bows and arrows, and beautiful targets. Even flying targets would shoot in the air. While I was distracted a fight had broken out behind me. I craned my neck to see who was involved. Then I see the tall muscular build along with the medium built blond boy. Another boy had punched them both in the stomach, but the blond boy was picked and beat against the wall. The other one ripped the bully of the boy's back, and in return recieved a well aimed blow to the neck. Oh no.

Peeta Mellark and Gale Hawthorne.