Disclaimer: I don't own the Hunger Games. I'm broke, so that should say something.

I dragged Finnick by the ear, pulling him further into park. He stumbled, and I sighed. When I let go, he rubbed his ear, and fidgeted with the binoculars around his neck.

"Ow!" he exclaimed, frowning. I shushed him, then pulled him underneath a pile of bushes. "I swear, nowadays I see more of Katniss in you!" I glared at him, and he hastily added, "That can be a good thing!"

Finnick laughed, and added, "Who am I kidding- I'm Finnick Odair! A little girl can't scare me!" He winked at a couple of the girls sitting on the park bench near the bush, and they giggled.

"Shhh!" I whispered harshly. Finnick rolled his eyes and sat down. "Why are we bird watching, anyway?" he asked. I turned to him and sighed. "That was our cover story! If we get caught, that's what we say!" Finnick stared at me blankly. "Then what are we really going to do?"

I was about to answer back, when I spotted them. Katniss and Peeta. They were laughing, but were too far away for me to hear. I peered through my binoculars, and spotted a hidden shrub not too far with them. "Come on!" I squealed with excitement. I grabbed Finnick's ear, and dragged him farther underneath the bush.

When I let go, Finnick rubbed his ear. "You really need to stop doing that." he groaned, soothing his red ear with his finger. I ignored him, and peeked through my binoculars. I could vaguely make out Peeta's voice. "So what do you do for fun? When you have free time."

Katniss shrugged, and her hands fidgeted with her hair, a habit, which I knew, drove guys wild. "I mean, honestly, raising a family on your own is hard. At school, I had to get straight A's because I wanted to get a good job to help support the family when I got older. I hunted, with my best friend Gale, in the forest near our house. I shot, with a bow and arrow, and sold them at the market." Katniss finished with a dramatic pause. I could tell Peeta was shocked, but he tried to keep things light.

"You shoot like this?" he said, pretending to place an arrow in the imaginary bow. Then, he notched it, and Katniss laughed and shook her head. "Your arms go like this-" she fixed his postion, and both Peeta and I smiled at the closeness between them. "Your fingers are way out of place, and…" Katniss didn't speak as as she fixed his fingers. She stopped to marvel at Peeta, and he let go of the pretend arrow. "I hit the tree!" he screamed, throwing his hands in the air. Katniss laughed, a twinkling bell sound, and the ducks around them quacked.

"Wow." whispered Finnick. I jumped, and he laughed. "Didn't expect me, did you?" he teased, and the hair that prickled at the back of my neck softened. "I wish Annie and I would go as smoothly as the two of them. She doesn't fall for the Finnick Charm." He frowned thoughtfully, and I snorted. "The Finnick Charm? Really?" I asked, but added, "It's more about your personality, not your looks. Any girl that falls for your looks isn't for you. If you talk to Annie without flirting or giving off the, "Finnick Charm," it might work."

Finnick nodded thoughtfully. "I'll give it a try," he finally said, and I gave him an approving nod. "Since when did little Primrose Everdeen give relationship advice?" he snickered, and I frowned. "At least I have a date!" I muttered. That shut him up.

Finnick and I moved behind the ice-cream cart. I heard Peeta saying, "Well, my childhood was like this-" he handed Katniss an ice-cream cone. "Whenever my mother… my dad would…" Peeta was sad, trying to explain. I knew Katniss would sympathize, so she kissed him on the cheek. Peeta blushed, and looked away. Things were going well.

Peeta and Katniss are their ice-cream in silence. I could tell they were pulling apart, so I had to fix this. I was prepared, and so I whispered as loud as I could, "I need my scarf and sunglasses! And hand me my make-up bag." Finnick gave me what I needed, absentmindedly, and I applied my make up. I grabbed a black wig from my backpack, and fixed the scarf on my head. I added sunglasses for good measure, and I asked, "How do I look?" Finnick reluctantly turned his head to meet mine, and gasped. "Prim?" he asked cautiously, as If I would say, "Who?"

As I stuffed the other things in the bag, Finnick asked, "That's why you brought those things? You knew they would need to be used?" I nodded, and gave him a hug, and whispered in his ear, "Wish me luck."

Finnick widened his eyes. "You are going to crash their date?" He asked incredulously. I shook my head. "Nope. I'm going to save it."

I walked as daintily as possible, but purposefully managed to bump into Katniss. "Excuse me, young lady!" I growled. Katniss frowned, but she didn't recognize me. I cleared my throat, and tried to remember all the insults that had aggravated me over the years.

"I can't believe they let a poor brat like you into the park!" Katniss clenched her fists, but remained calm. "I'm sorry ma'am." she whispered. "You should be!" I screeched. "I heard your type comes from the Seam, the poorest neighborhood in the district. You are utterly vile! I still can't believe they allow peasants in the park!" Katniss looked hurt, and I wanted to run up and hug her, but I kept my anger. Peeta frowned. "You have no right to be saying those things, and I want you to leave. Now!"

I did leave, because I was afraid that I would let out a hysterical bubble of laughter. But, as I walked behind the ice-cream truck, I muttered, "Filthy Seam brats."

Finnick was watching me as I got back. "You deserve an Oscar. That was phenomenal! There is a spot in Hollywood for you!" He exclaimed. "Really?" I asked excitedly. Maybe I could be an actress! I pictured myself on Broadway, walking down the runway… Finnick was hard to please, and I was proud.

Finnick exasperatedly shook his head. "Prim, ever heard of sarcasm? Your acting stunk. You are lucky that Katniss and Peeta fell for it. That was a load of crap."

I sighed, but looked through my binoculars back at Katniss and Peeta. Katniss was stone-shocked, her hands clenched into fists. I've seen that look in her eye, the look of anger, desperation, fear, and loathing. She defiantly crossed her arms, looking at the ground.

"Well?" she snapped at Peeta. He flinched, but looked her in the eye. "Why aren't you leaving?" Peeta laughed, and Katniss jerked her head up. Her face showed controlled curiosity.

"Do you think I care where you are from?" He asked, turning to her, grasping her hands lightly. "I like you for who you are- not where you came from, or what your parents did. Katniss Everdeen, I like you for you. Your smile captivated me, your love for Prim enthralled me. Your stubbornness amused me, your singing pulled me under your spell. Katniss... I think I'm in love with you."

They leaned in, Peeta gently putting his mouth on hers. He kissed her, and after a while, she kissed him back. Their mouths molded, and I sighed in happiness.

This was perfect for Katniss- she needs him. Positive balances out negative, and Peeta balances Katniss. It was fate that they would come together. They were peanut butter and jelly- different, but delicious together.

Just then, Katniss pulled back. "No!" she screamed, breaking free of his grasp. "I can't do this! It isn't safe!" She ran off, and Peeta stood firmly to the ground, hand outstretched, as if he couldn't believe she had left.

I looked around, but I couldn't find Finnick. I finally caught him with Annie. He was moving his hands, as if demonstrating something, and Annie clapped delightedly. I groaned, but didn't call him. They needed their time alone.

"Peeta!" I called, emerging from my position in the bushes. He sharply turned his head toward now, and I stumbled toward him. "Katniss?" I questioned breathlessly.

"What were you doing?"

"Um…" I bolted out, "Birdwatching. With Finnick. But where did she go?"

Peeta shrugged, and in his eyes I can see hurt. Those blue orbs were stained with tears, and he glanced blankly at me.

I sighed. Peeta couldn't stall, not now! "Come on then! We have to find her!" I grabbed Peeta's hand, and we ran after her.

One thing was for sure- Katniss was in danger. And so were we, though we didn't know it yet.

Oh god- this was my WORST chapter yet! :( Sorry for the wait, I kind of had a birthday. Next chapter won't be crappy, I promise! I'll TRY to update soon, but I need to gain like 10 pounds too! (Looooonnnggg Story). Speaking of stories, I'm writing another one soon ;)

I swear, I am not emotional. When I'm mad or sad, I swear a lot (in my head). So that's pretty much why my stories are pathetic.

From,

Katelyn-Jennifer (ever at your service).