Hey Guys thank you so much for reading and reviewing. I have no idea how to reply to the reviews…or I would. Also, sorry it has taken so long for an update, but my friend carpal tunnel has made its appearance yet again, so my hand is in a brace, making it very hard to type…hopefully it'll be all better so that I can write some more

Peeta's POV

I didn't see Katniss for the next three days, I took shifts during the day at the bakery, my dad didn't like that I was missing school, but I told him it was just all review, and that I already knew what I need to for the test. So he let me work.

The hardest part was waiting to see Katniss. Did she like my cake? Did she get the message that I wanted to be her friend? Actually, I wanted to be more than her friend, I have always wanted to be more, but I'm to chicken to say anything to her. And it took a broken camera for me to do so.

It was after four when I heard the door's chime ring at the opening of a customer. I smile and was about to say "welcome" when I say Katniss' chocolate braided head walk over to the counter.

"Hey, Peeta." She said as she leaned against the counter. I could smell the piney sent of her and felt it grow warm.

"Hey." I mumbled, suddenly nervous.

"I haven't seen you at school the past few days." She said, her gray eyes looking at me. "I thought maybe your mo…" she didn't finish and blushed.

It's no secret how my mom treats me, but it's still embarrassing. Especially when the girl you love is the one asking you about it.

"No, I'm fine, I just needed to take a few more shifts." I sort of somewhat lied. I really didn't have to take them, but wanted to.

"Oh, okay. Um, I just wanted to thank you for the cake, it was sweet." She smiled. I love seeing her smile. But it's a very rare thing. She really only smiles at Prim, and maybe at Gale.

"You're welcome. And I am sorry ab.."

"If you say that again, I'll have to whack you. I already told you its fine. Let's move on." She says as she leans over the counter now, her head is so close to mine. I want to pull out her braid and let my hands play in that chocolaty goodness.

The chime rings again, announcing another customer; I sigh as Katniss pulls away, smiles and says, "I'll see you later, Peeta."