Okay, after the next chapter there will be a good amount of time before the next update. I'm going to Chicago and New York and I need to update my other fics anyways. So I thought I'd give you these next two before any of that. Review please my lovelies.

I had to find you,

Tell you I need you,

Tell you I set you apart

Tell me your secrets

And ask me your questions,

Oh let's go back to the start

Coldplay, The Scientist

Chapter 18- Final Fitting

Delly

As if the success of the play itself wasn't good enough, we got invited to do it again next summer. Clove accepted the invitation. A talent scout saw Marvel and asked him to audition for a possible Avenue Q revival. Cato asked Felicia to the wedding at a celebratory cocktail party at Marvel's house. She said yes. Katniss met everyone and looked as radiant as the sun in her gorgeous red dress. My last fitting for my bridesmaid dress is today. The wedding is in less than a month. Therapy group ended but we all promised to keep in touch. It turns out the Haymitch is Katniss' uncle too. I'm really happy with my life. Peeta calls me at around noon.

"Hey baby sister." He says.

"Hello big brother." I reply.

"I get to see you in your dress today." Peeta says. "And we're going to Skype mom and dad so they can too."

"Yay!" I say. "Your fiancé has great taste in color. The green she picked is so lush and earthy."

"I haven't seen it yet, but I makes me want to paint something." Peeta says. "Do you want me to pick you up?"

"Sure. You know the address." I say.

"You'll have to get home yourself though. I have to stay behind for my suit." Peeta says. "Can you do that?"

"No problem. I wish mom and dad would just get me a car already!"

"I know. I'll see you in twenty."

"Okay." I skip out of my room and knock on Gale's door.

"What?" He moans.

"Would you be able to pick me up at around one thirty from a bridal shop? I'm getting a ride there." I ask softly. There's a pause for a moment.

"Is it the same place as last time?" His voice is kinder.

"Yeah." I say.

"What time?"

"One thirty."

"Sure."

"Thank-you."

I stand in my changing stall looking down at the green silk still not liking what I see. Throughout middle school when all my friends and enemies hit puberty I got jealous. I would dream about losing weight and magically having a perfect hourglass figure. Now that I've lost weight I've discovered something awful. I have a boy-shaped body. My torso is a bit longer than I'd like it and it makes my legs appear short as well. If it weren't for the 36 C cup I wear, you wouldn't even know I'm female. I place my hands on my non-hips and sigh.

"Oh well." I mutter. I open the curtain to my changing stall and walk out standing in front of four mirrors that remind me I don't have a waist in different angles. Prim follows after. She's thin and leggy, even if there isn't much going on upstairs for her, she looks lovely. The green of the dress brings out the pink in her cheeks making her look like the Primrose she was named after.

"You look beautiful." Katniss says to her sister. "And no more duck tails." Prim laughs.

"It's a little loose on the top." She says.

"That's how it's supposed to fit." Says Cinna, Katniss' godfather and the designer of the dresses. "But if it really bothers you Prim, I can have it fixed."

"Okay." She says smiling. The dresses are a beautiful emerald-forest green, they fall like silk waterfalls down the shoulders and back into drapes, the rest is skin-tight and falls to the knees.

"I love it Cinna." I say finally. "But I think it's on backwards."

"Why's that?" He asks.

"It's a little high up back here," I say turning around and showing my back. "and pretty low cut here." I say pointing at the front. Everyone laughs.

"I don't need my sister flashing the guests." Peeta says smiling at Cinna."

"Just tell me where you want the fabric to fall and I'll take care of it." He says walking over.

"Here." I say touching the small of my back. "And here." I place my index finger about four inches above where the current neckline is.

"No problem." Cinna says. "The dress will still keep its built-in bra and the length will stay the same. Okay?"

"Okay." Prim and I say in unison.

"You look beautiful sweetie." My mom says from the computer." Katniss your choice in color is beautiful.

"You should see the orange roses Peeta picked for the corsages and centerpieces. It's like a sunset." Katniss says.

"And they go perfectly together." Peeta says kissing her forehead. I smile at seeing them together. "I'm going to head into the other room for my suit."

"I'm coming with!" I say in a singsong voice. Peeta leaves. "Okay, you guys are good now."

"I'll go get it." Cinna says leaving the room.

"I'm going to change into my regular clothes." Prim says. She hands me mine. "Change in one of the stalls in the other room. Just stall him."

"Okay." I say. Cinna comes back in with a black garment bag for Katniss.

"Thanks Cinna." She says they go into the largest stall and he helps her change. I have to keep Peeta busy while Katniss tries on her dress. Both of them are very superstitious and today was the best shot and having Katniss try it on for the last time. I haven't seen her in the dress yet, but I'm kind of glad. I'll just get the full effect on the real day. I run into the other hall while Peeta tries on his suit with my pile of clothes in hand.

Gale

I've been sitting in my truck for about ten minutes. Given that I was twenty minutes early, but I have a reason. You need to do this. If you don't do it now, you never will. I take off my sunglasses and open the door. I walk in and take deep breaths. I follow my instincts and take the first right. She's there. She looks beautiful.

In her wedding dress.

It's her mother's, I recognize it from the photos that hung in their house. Katniss looks better in it than Clara did. Maybe I think that because I was in love with her. But I don't really care. She looks gorgeous. Cinna tells her to twirl and everyone is in awe.

"I don't think there's anymore tailoring to be done." He says after a moment.

"You look beautiful." Prim whispers. Katniss looks in the mirrors.

"Thank you Prim." She replies. "I'm getting married. Gosh Cinna, mom, this is so pretty."

"I always wanted you to wear it." Clara says placing a hand over her mouth. She tears up a little. I walk into the room. Katniss sees me in the mirror. She turns around.

"Gale." She says shocked. "Could we have a moment alone?" She asks everyone. Prim walks past me and gives me a hug.

"It's been too long." She says.

"I know." I say. We used to be so close. Clara looks at me.

"Are you... Good?" She asks.

"For now, I am. Thank you." I say. Prim lets go and they leave. I walk slowly over to Katniss. "I'm not here asking you to take me back."

"I know. I heard you're with Madge." She says.

"Yeah." I say. "I just want to let you know that I'm happy for you. This needs closure. I'm giving it to you." Katniss wipes her eyes.

"I never meant to hurt you Gale." She says. "I really did love you. But things changed."

"I know. Things changed for me too." I say. "I'll always care about you. But congratulations. I hope you two are happy together."

"We are." Katniss says. "Thank you Gale." She hugs me, and everything feels okay. "Delly's down the hall if you're looking for her."

"Thanks." I say. I exit the room and I feel great. I can hear voices coming from the men's fitting area.

"Okay. Go ahead, see you in a few days then." I think that was Peeta. I peek my head around the corner slowly. I see him exit through a back door. I look around for Delly, but I don't see her. I enter the room and glance around. Then I see her feet under a curtain in one of the changing stalls. I walk over and I stop.

There's a gap between the wall and the curtain. Her back faces me. She only has her shorts on. Delly pulls on her bra and then her shirt. She pulls back the curtain.

"Oh hey Gale." Delly says smiling. You didn't see me? Please tell me you didn't see me. "You're early."

"Yeah." I mumble.

"I think I can leave now, Peeta and Cinna are just going to talk." She says. Have you always been this beautiful? Or was it just because I saw you naked from behind ten seconds ago?

"Okay. Let's go." I say. We walk out the the car. I roll the windows down and pull on my sunglasses. Delly turns Mumford & Sons up.

"I love this song." She says leaning her head back. The wind whips her hair around her face. Does Delly look more beautiful than Katniss? By God she does. You just saw Katniss Everdeen in her wedding dress, but this child looks more beautiful in shorts and a t-shirt with her wild curls blowing in her face. You find Delilah Cartwright attractive. Delly places her hand out the window and hums softly to the music.

"I will wait I will wait for you." She closes her eyes and smiles. I watch her for awhile. She tips her head back and there hair follows behind her a golden shadow. Delly opens her eyes and smiles wider at me. I want her to smile at me like that all the time. I want her to wait for me. I just want her. This is crazy. I just said goodbye to my ex who I loved more than anyone else. I'm dating a perfect girl who's helping me get through pain and depression. This isn't love. It's lust. I don't love Delly or even like her in that sense. I only see her differently because of how amazing her bare back looks.

"Lost in though?" Delly asks smirking.

"I guess so." I laugh. Lost in fantasy is more like it. We get to the house and Delly heads to her room to work on her speech. I take a seat at the kitchen table and pick up the cream colored card-stock with gold edges.

You are invited to the marriage ceremony of

Katniss Everdeen

and

Peeta Mellark

August 23, 2013 3PM-12AM

1409 Mockingbird Lane, 30345

We hope to see you there!

I let out I long sigh. Rory sees me at the table.

"Yeah. It came in the mail while you were gone." He says taking the seat next to me. "She's getting married."

"I know." I say.

"Mom wants us to go. Because she's our friend." Rory adds.

"I talked to her today." I say. "It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. I mean, it feels kind of dead between us. But maybe her leaving me and me getting over her cancelled each other out and we're not going to be able to be really happy for each other for awhile. But I am happy for her."

"Then why do you look so sad?" Rory asks.

"I... saw Delly today." I begin. Rory nods for me to continue. "She was... topless. I saw her from behind and now whenever I look at her, I get this weird feeling."

"Wow." Rory says. "Did you get a hard-on?"

"What the fuck kind of a question is that?!" I ask a little louder than planned.

"The kind I think in my brain and say with my mouth." Rory retorts.

"No need to be a smart-ass." I mumble. "And yes, I think I might have. I was too busy realizing 'holy shit there's a half-naked girl in front of me' and wiping the drool from my mouth." I admit.

"Well then, that explains everything. That 'weird feeling' is a term I picked up in middle school. People don't like using after high school for reasons unknown."

"What is it?" I ask.

"It's called a crush Gale." Rory says. "I have one on Prim."

"No, I don't like her like that. It's just lust and hormones."

"Wake up and smell the coffee brother!" Rory shouts. "You're twenty one, puberty is done for you! And so what if it is love? You have this weird problem with lust and love but you won't admit it. And it's only with Delly. I don't get why you seem so keen on not ever liking her or finding her hot. She's a really great person, she's genuinely trying to help you and you don't even care! Madge is doing her best, bless her heart, but she doesn't get you because she can't. She doesn't know hardships."

"Neither does Delly." I snap.

"She lost her fucking dad when she was ten years old. He left her and her mom and took her little brother." Rory snaps back. "Don't give me that 'she doesn't know hardships' crap. It's a load of bullshit and you know it."

"First, don't curse at me. Ever. And second, we lost our dad too. He died. He was killed."

"Mom could at least tell us, 'Your father loved you very much. He never wanted to leave us.' What the hell do you think Delly's mom told her? How did Delly cope with it?" Rory says. "I've seen the way you two are around each other. You need her, and I think she needs you too. You're just too much of a jackass to see it."

"What's going on?" Delly asks coming out of her room. Her eyes are blue, beautiful, innocent, unknowing.

"Nothing." Rory says. "According to Gale anyways." He leaves. I walk towards the fridge and pull out the wine.

"Why do you drink?" Delly asks softly.

"My dad was killed by a guy who had like fourteen beers. After that, I promised myself I would never drink one as long as I lived." I say taking the cork out. I grab the tallest glass I can find. "Liquor burns and gets you drunk too easily. I want to enjoy the ride, nice and slow. Plus wine doesn't taste too bad coming back up."

"Not why do you drink wine, why do you drink at all?" Delly says.

"Because if I didn't I might dehydrate." I say taking a few gulps of my first glass.

"Don't be a smart ass." Delly snaps. "I'm trying to help you."

"I don't want your help!" I shout. "And I don't want you." Delly walks over and takes the bottle from me. I keep drinking from my glass. She tries to take it too. I pull back and spill half of what's left on both of us. I pretend not to notice her shirt is see-through now. Delly manages to get it out of my grip and it falls to the floor.

"Just fucking great." I mutter. "Look what you did."

"I didn't do this, you did too so don't act so angelic."

"Me acting angelic? That's a hoot! What next, are you going to be an ass hole?"

"Oh shut up." She snaps. "You push away everyone who tries to help you." Delly walks forward and slaps me. Dammit she knows how to slap someone.

"Owww!" I shout.

"Quit being such a bastard and open your fucking eyes!" Delly screams.

"Oh, using fucking curse words and shit like that aren't we? Aren't you a little smart-ass? Well two can play at that game bitch." I snap. She stops fuming. God, don't cry. If I made you cry I'll never forgive myself. Her eyes are brimming with tears, like a glass filled with water waiting to spill over.

"God. What happened to you Gale Hawthorne?" Delly whispers.

"My girlfriend got engaged at the same time I accidentally killed my best friend." I say lowly. I look down. I can't look at her.

"I'm sorry." She says.

"That doesn't do me any good." I say.

"It does." Delly sighs. "You just don't realize it." She leaves without another word. I'm left alone to pick up the broken glass.

I know Katniss was slightly OOC, that is all me. However, I feel if she were in modern times HAPPY about getting married to Peeta rather than being forced into it by EVIL PRESIDENT SNOW she might react that way to seeing herself in her mother's wedding dress. So yeah, that's my lame excuse for writing the main character OOC. Feel free to hate in the reviews. But in the similar words of someone else who wasn't really wiser, "plez don't flame prepz!"