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Gale narrowed his eyes at Thom, tipping the beer back into his mouth before muttering, "Dare."

Thom grinned. Gale never went to the Seam parties anymore, he was always too 'busy' or too 'tired'. Thom scanned the females at the party until he found one acceptable, then he pointed toward her. "I dare you to kiss Undersee."

Gale nearly choked on his drink, coughing until his throat was raw and all the guys were laughing. "I can't kiss Undersee," Gale growled. He lifted his eyes to study the blonde, so out of place at this party. She sat at the fire, her back to him, talking animatedly with another girl. He didn't know the girl so she was probably from town. His eyes continued to scan until he was sure Katniss wasn't at the party. Of course, Katniss never went to parties, but still he had to check.

"You can't not do it, you chose dare," Thom rolls his eyes. "Do it."

With a grunt Gale pushed himself away from his friends and strolled to the fire. He wasn't one to turn down a dare no matter how much he opposed it. Gale heard everyone shift in their seats to watch him but he wouldn't give them the satisfaction of looking back. He could even hear them snicker.

Gale lowered himself next to Madge slowly who halted her conversation when she saw him. "Gale," she noted carefully. "Can I help you?"

The friend she was talking to also froze in speech, watching the boy carefully. "Get out, would you?" he snapped at the onlooker. With a burst of shock the other girl rose quickly and hurried over to another group of friends.

"That wasn't very kind," Madge said, crossing her arms. "I was having a conversation."

"And now you're having another one," he said. "I need to ask you a favor."

"Oh really?" her face lit up in amusement and a smirk slid onto her face. Gale Hawthorne never asked for favors. "And what would that be?"

Gale raked his fingers through his hair and leaned back on his free hand, the other holding the beer. How was he going to go about this? "You see, I'm kind of in a predicament." Madge raised an eyebrow, her smirk widening. "I was playing truth or dare with the guys and, well..."

"They didn't," she gasps, realizing what they must've dared him to do. "M-me?" He jerks his head into a nod once and then realized how shallow he must sound. He's about to apologize and make his way back to the guys when she sighs. "What happens if you don't?"

Now it's Gale's turn to raise an eyebrow, confused as to why Undersee would help him. "I've got to chug a glass of the jungle juice." Madge wrinkles her nose, jungle juice is always the worst. It's a combination of a bit of every drink anyone brought. She of course had never had any, but she had heard of it.

"Alright," she licks her lips. "One kiss."

"Listen Undersee, I'm not going to kiss you if you don't..."

"Just do it before I change my mind!" she says quickly. On that note, Gale leans down, his hand cupping her cheek lightly as his lips press softly against hers. Madge sighs into the kiss, her hand trailing down the side of his shirt. Too soon she pulls away, her breath ragged and his cheeks flushed. Before she's too far he dips in again, an overwhelming urge to get another kiss, to make it deeper, more passionate. "Gale," she rests her hand on his chest and sucks in light little breaths. "That was one."

"Right," he squints, dropping his hand from her cheek.

"Your friends are staring," she says quietly, a smile creeping onto her face. "You should go before they get curious."

"Right," he says again, scratching the nape of his neck and standing away to walk away from the blonde. As soon as he's standing he takes another swig from his beer.

Gale returns to his cheering friends and makes his emotions with a scowl. All the while he's wondering why his insides are stirring, why he's desperately hoping someone else dares him to give the mayor's daughter another kiss. He never once stopped to wonder why she was so willing.