Chapter 18:

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"and suprisingly- both tributes from District 12 recieved....you guessed it 12's!" Cesar Flickerman says before the screens shut off for the night.

"nice job, baby!" Peeta says wraping his arms around me and kissing my jaw. 

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"Catillia, i have a great question." Haymitch says. "what the hell happened to you!" he exclaims. 

i laugh. "i always looked like this." i say shrugging.

"what will they think tonight at the interviews?" he asks. "are you asking to get yourself killed!"

i just roll my eyes and walk off down the hall.

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Peeta's POV

"boy." Haymitch calls me.

"yeah?"

"tonight. you tell them everything. and i mean it." he says sternly.

"no! she'll kill me!" i say getting scared even at the thought of that.

"but sponsors won't." he says simply before leaving the room.

i dont know what the hell to do...

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Catillia's POV

someone knocks on my door and i assume its Peeta, telling him to come in.

he takes my hand and pulls me up kissing me once on the forehead.

you know that moment when you know someone is deeply hurt but your too afraid to ask why?

yeah.

"can wee go to the rooftop?" he asks softly, with pleading eyes.

"okay."

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curled in a ball wrapped in Peeta's arms i look at the smooth colors of the wind.

it reminds me of a song my mother used to sing to me when i had nightmares.

Peeta asks me to sing it so I do. 

a single tear slips down my face as i sing the last note, only to be wiped away by Peeta's thumb.

"i love you Peeta." i whisper into his chest.

"i love you too. are you scared?" he asks.

"yes." i say closing my eyes and cowering into his strong stable arms.

i cant do this.

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Getting dressed i still have no idea what to do what to say or what the hell im doing here in general.

although my outfit does give me a few ideas. (insert wink here lol)

gazing at my dress i raise a questioning eyebrow at Cinna.

"you're a mockingjay. work it." he whispers, almost inaudible, in my ear.

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meeting Peeta in the hallway i look around to see if anyone is around before pinning him on the wall and cover his lips with my own.

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