Katniss POV
"Katniss!" I turn to leave the Mellark family bakery when someone calls my name. It's Peeta, I recognize that voice anywhere.
"Hello, Peeta." I greet, as confidently as I can muster. He flashes me a nervous grin.
"I know you've been busy with the reality show and everything, but I was wondering if...uh...you know." No, I don't know. He looks flustered for a mere moment but then his eyes light up again. "I want to show you something!" He takes his apron off and leads me upstairs. "Wait here a moment, okay?" He orders.
I wait in the hallway as Peeta goes into his room. He emerges with a box and a large smile.
"I made these for you, or more specifically Peter and Lucky." He hands me the small box and I lift the lid. In it are two beautiful bowls. The first one is painted with light yellows and oranges, and has the name Peter on it. The second is brown and dark orange, like an autumn day, and it has the name Lucky engraved on to the side.
"Peeta! These are amazing! Did you make them?" He nods ever so slightly, modestly.
"Do you like them?" He asks timidly, his hand goes up to the back of his neck.
"Do I? Why, this is the best gift I have ever gotten." I set the box down to give my new friend (well I hope he wants to be friends, too) a hug. Both of us sport huge grins.
"Okay, Peeta, I want to show you something this time."
A/N
Yeah this is short af but TODAY WAS MY LAST DAY OF SCHOOL WOOT WOOT AND IT WAS BORING AF BUT WHO CARES ALDSJLFJSADL
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