Hopefully posting again tomorrow! Don't forget to drop off a review; they are really motivating for me! Enjoy(:

When Peeta pulls me into the bakery, he sits me down at a table, and starts having me draw simple swirls. The problem is I don't think he could even tell they are swirls… I drop the pencil, and growl.

"I forfeit! I can't keep trying this Peeta, they look horrible!" He laughs, and puts the dough he was kneading into a bowl and tosses a small square of fabric over it.

"Alright. Well, the bread has to rise for a while, so you want to frost some cupcakes? Those are fairly simple to do."

"You said that about drawing swirls and look how that came out." I grumble back. He sits in a chair across from me and chuckles.

"Alright. Well, I don't know much about you. What's your favorite color?"

"Green. Like the forest. What about you?"

"Sunset orange. Like the color of your shirt and ribbon." I blush slightly. "By the way, the color suits you."

"Thanks. What do you do for fun?" I question, keeping my promise with Prim and getting to know him.

"I usually sketch a bit. Hang out with friends occasionally. Most of the time I just ice cakes or cookies when I don't have anything to do."

"Your cakes are always very nice. Prim loves them so much." He smiles at that, and gets up. He disappears into a back room, and comes back with a tray of white cupcakes and two bags of frosting. He hands me the bag with pink icing, and I look at him with surprise.

"You're joking, right?" He laughs, and stands behind me.

"Here," he sets a cupcake down in front of me, and grabs my hands, "you just hold the bag like this, and go in circles that slowly get smaller." His hands lightly guide mine, and I shiver slightly at the feel of his rough hands. When he let's go, I admit it disappoints me just a bit. He slides into his chair, and begins frosting quickly in a delicate way. When he finishes the first one, I notice the cupcake's decorated with a primrose made out of frosting.

"She's going to love seeing that tomorrow." I whisper, looking up at him. He smiles at me nicely. We work away on the cupcakes, and most of mine actually look nice. After the last one is frosted, he stands to form the dough into two loaves, and slips them in the oven. I stand up and stretch, then pull up my school bag. "I should probably head home; it's starting to get late."

"Alright. Thanks for coming over, and helping. I appreciate it." Before I can respond, he slips a cardboard box into my hands. I peek in, to see one primrose cupcake and one of my pink ones.

"Peeta, I can't afford to pay for these."

"Don't worry about it. Consider it a paycheck for helping me out. I won't take those back, once a customer touches them we don't take them back." He teases, and winks at me. I grin back, and suddenly hug him.

"Thanks for this Peeta. Today was really fun."

"No problem Katniss. I'll see you tomorrow?" He pulls away slightly, and I notice how close our faces are together. His breath washes over my face, filling with a sweet smell of cinnamon. He leans down slightly, and brushes my lips slightly with his. I suddenly snap out of whatever I was thinking, and back up.

"I, uh, tomorrow." I say, and run out the door. I rush through our front door, and slam it shut. What I don't realize until I slam the door though, is Rory tangled around Prim and trying to back up quickly, both of them beat red. My mom is nowhere in sight. I get flustered, and go from confusion to anger in two seconds flat.

"Katniss, we were just-"Prim stutters, but I interrupt her.

"Studying English with your lips? Oh, saying good night to Rory." Rory quickly gets the hint, and grabs his bag.

"See you tomorrow Prim." He manages to say before sprinting out of the house.

"Where is mom?" I demand, and she slinks into the couch corner.

"She had another house call, said something about not being back until tomorrow. Katniss I'm sorry!" She whimpers, but I hold up my hand.

"I'm just going to ignore what happened for tonight. We'll discuss it tomorrow. Peeta made you something." I pull out the primrose cupcake, and she gasps.

"Oh my gosh! It's so beautiful! Thank you for seeing him today." My thoughts wander back to when his lips brushed mine, and they suddenly feel tingly. I nod at her, then climbing the steps to bed. Way too much happened tonight.

Peeta and I continue the week as though nothing happened, and when we work on our project, we still ignore what happened. My mind won't forget what happened though. The rest of the month passes by quickly, and on the last day, Peeta suddenly asks me something I thought he'd never ask again.

"You want to hang out again? I don't really want to just not talk with you again. I mean, we're friends, right?"

I smile at him. "Of course, and sure, we can hang out again. Maybe use our Mondays like we did for that project?" He nods, and I smile.

The bell rings, signaling the end of Trigonometry until next week.

"See you on Monday Katniss." He smiles, and my stomach flutters. Something tells me I want to be more than friends with Peeta Mellark.

Review! See you guys soon(: