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Random disclaimer: Suzanne Collins Owns Hunger games. I am merely rewriting it as if Katniss were stronger along with Peeta.
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Cinna is there then. Before I even need to think about what to do he, well he breaks us up. "They are going to take you both to the Training centre now." The words barely reach my brain. Both Peeta and I are panting. He's standing there with a goofy grin on his face. I'm not sure about my expression but Cinna clearly found something amusing about it because he was stifling his laugh.
They split us into different cars to go to the training centre. I barely had time to think before we were there. The Training Centre has a tower designed exclusively for the tributes and their teams. This will be our home until the actual Games begin. Each district has an entire floor. You simply step onto an elevator and press the number of your district. Easy enough to remember.
I was lost in my thoughts, Effie's words barely made it through. "Everyone has their reservations, naturally. You being from the coal district. But I said, and this was very clever of me, I said, 'Well, if you put enough pressure on coal it turns to pearls!'" Effie beams at us so brilliantly that we have no choice but to respond enthusiastically to her cleverness even though it's wrong.
Peeta and I exchange a look. We both seemed to have found something to smile about. I was so close to him in this elevator. He was right next to me. Occasionally Peeta's hand or shoulder would brush against mine. Each time my stomach clenched. What was this? I knew I shouldn't want to be so close. Yet I do. The kiss before, I knew he liked it. Did I though? I part of me was scared to know the answer. Another was entirely lost in the joy of it. I swore to myself, I hated being so confused.
The elevator ride was shorter than I'd hoped. I worried that Peeta would disappear within his room when Effie showed us. He didn't though. He followed me quietly, comfortably. It wasn't awkward at all. I giggled mentally. Giggled. A blush coloured my cheeks even though Peeta hadn't heard my moment of hysteria. That must be it, I was going crazy.
Peeta stood next to me, his hand was holding mine. My eyes finally wondered to his face. He smiled. "Katniss. About before-"
I interrupted him, "It was a mistake." I couldn't tell him that I had wanted it. Yes I very much wanted to kiss him again. I cursed my voice for wavering.
Peeta took it as though I was upset though, not seeing my lie. "I'm sorry." He let go of my hand and turned to go inside his door.
No! I couldn't let him. I grabbed his shoulder. I stammered to stop him. "Don't, look I'm sorry. I... I just-"I let my voice fade off. He was looking at me with those eyes again. I was lost in those eyes again.
"You just what Katniss?" I think he was trying to be angry, but he spoke the words so softly.
I struggled again. Emotions were always difficult for me. "I'm just confused." I cursed myself. I sounded so vulnerable. I waited for Peeta to laugh at me. To tell me I was going to die in the arena. He didn't.
He slowly pulled his hand up to my cheek and let it rest there. I found myself tilting my head into it. I looked again at his eyes. He seemed to do the same. Ever so slowly he turned my face to his. Our breathing synchronized. He face was inches from mine. He lowered his lips to mine. This time our kiss was so tender. Both our feelings displayed so openly. His were strong, passionate and sure. Mine were unsure and the slightest bit passionate. When we finally let go, we both panted hard.
"So tell me Katniss. Did you like that, or not?" Of course he already knew the answer. He nodded to himself at my silence then went into his room.
I stood in the hallway for so incredibly long that Effie eventually came and told me about dinner. I nodded numbly and went into my room to change. When I finally made it to the dining room Peeta is sitting there, along with Effie Haymitch and the stylists. I don't take notice of them though. I couldn't resist brushing my hand along the back of his. This brings a smile to his face and then of course a smile to mine. I think only Haymitch took notice of our quick exchange because he's the only one with an evil look on his face. What is he planning? Peeta doesn't seem to notice though because he's still staring at me. This of course makes me blush. I hardly notice anything throughout dinner. I'm so entirely taken by Peeta's gaze. Haymitch just barely manages to make me focus.
"Tomorrow morning is the first training session. Meet me for breakfast and I'll tell you exactly how I want you to play it," says Haymitch to Peeta and I. "Now go get some sleep while the grown-ups talk."
Peeta and I walk together down the corridor to our rooms. When we get to my door, he leans against the frame, not blocking my entrance exactly but insisting I pay attention to him. "So, I'm going to give you time alright?"
I'm baffled. "Time for what?" He reaches up and caresses my face again. I blush and mumble, oh that." He nods his consent.
"I just. I suppose I put up defences. My dad died when I was so young. I had to do everything. I never thought I'd have time for whatever… This is." Peeta nods with understanding. He kisses me lightly on the cheek before flashing another goofy grin at me. I can't help but smile back as I too, dazedly however, return to my room.
Peeta seemed so unbelievable. That was simply it. He was so kind and gentle and understanding. I thought about it, did Peeta like me? Of course he did. I did not deserve that from him. I had never done anything for him. I still owed him my life from that incident with the bread. Owing was something I knew all too well. Was this what the alien feeling was? This feeling I got whenever Peeta was around? Owing him. Maybe that's all this was. I sighed and collapsed into my pillow face first.
Poor Katniss, Still confused :/ DONT FRET Next chapter is going to be better for you my dear! I will help you!
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