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Katniss's POV
I tap my fingers on my desk, waiting for class to start. It's first hour, and I just want to start this day, but it seems like the bell will not ring. I hear some more people enter the room, then somebody sits behind me. I look and see Peeta. He flashes me his charming smile and I can't help but smile back.
"So, I was thinking. My parents have this party every year at the club, I don't know why. They make me go every year, and I was wondering if you would like to attend it with me this year. We can have some punch, play some sucky golf, the usual," He says, laughing. I try not to giggle. I nod. "Great, pick you up at 7, tonight." He adds. Then the bell rings.
I tell Madge and Foxface everything and soon I'm at home getting ready for the party. I'm wearing a white dress, with jeans under it. This is as fancy as I will dress.
At almost 7 on the dot, a limo pulls into my drive. I'm slightly shocked. Peeta steps out, wearing khakis and a nice blue polo that makes his eyes pop. I open the door and he smiles at me.
"You look beautiful," He compliments. I slightly blush.
We get into the limo and inside are two people who look like they walked straight out of a millionaire magazine. His mother has strawberry-blonde hair that is curled, wearing an elegant emerald dress. His father wears a tux, his blonde, going gray, hair combed back.
"So this is the famous Katniss?" His father asks. Peeta turns bright red. I laugh.
"Katniss, this is my parents. Don't mind my dad, he's just mad because he's losing his perfect hair," Peeta jokes. I laugh a little under my breath.
"Haha, very funny. You won't be laughing when it happens to you," He says and I laugh more.
We soon arrive and instantly have to play a round of golf. Peeta is really bad, and so am I.
"Told you, I suck," Peeta says, handing me a glass full of punch.
"I'm bad too, so it's alright," I say and we both laugh. There is a dance floor set up and the DJ puts on a slow song. Peeta smirks at me.
"Shall we?" He asks. I laugh and take his hand.
We set down our drinks and he leads me our onto the floor and we sway in time with the music.
"So, about that kiss..." He says.
"I'm sorry," I say quickly.
"What are you sorry for? That was the best kiss of my life. I was wondering if you would let me kiss you again," He says, raising a blonde eyebrow. I blush hard, my cheeks heating up. I just nod, smiling at the ground. He puts a finger under my chin and tilts me head up. "Is that a yes?" He asks softly.
"Yes," I say quietly. In the blink of an eye, he leans down and captures my lips in a soft, warm kiss. It's full of passion and firework are exploding behind my eyelids. We pull away to catch out breaths and I laugh as I see real fireworks pop behind us. Peeta smiles and we watch the fireworks, feeling radiant as the sun.