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Peeta

After being put in clothing that we wont be recognized in, we attempt to sneak across the street.

We come to the elevator of the training center.

I stop in my tracks and bite my lip.

"What could go wrong?" she tells me.

"Katniss. You know damn well a lot can go wrong."

"I'm just trying to ease your nerves."

"And if people find out we have been in the gamemaker's building? You see-"

"Shh." she grabs my hand and she presses the button on the elevator.

The sudden gesture instantly calms me. Every single time she touches me she manages to cause butterflies to spew in my stomach.

I close my eyes, and take both of her hands in mine.

I open them again a few seconds later to see her looking at me.

"Are you okay?" she asks me softly.

I nod my head, forcing a smile.

Her hand moves up to my face, and she rubs her thumb across my cheek.

"I don't know how these next few months will be for us, but we'll get through it together. Alright?"

"Together?" I repeat her words.

"Together."
She places a kiss on my lips.

We exit the building not being seen. The sidewalk is a different story.

Crossing the street will the the staff of nightmares.
People crowd the roads, walking all different directions.
Some are dressed in "costume."

I squint at people passing by, and I notice some are dressed as tributes. Us.
I freeze up, my eyes growing wide.

"How could they-"

She places her hand on the small of my back and leads me to the crosswalk.
We walk with our heads down, and successfully enter the building.

"Now what?" I say, seeing as it's just as crowded inside the lobby.

There are racks on wheels that carry suitcases being rolled around everywhere. They look like miniature carriages.

She gives me a devious smirk.

"I know exactly what you're thinking. Absolutely nooooot.. Ahh!"

She grabs my wrist and we sneak around the flow of insane Capitol people.

A man stopped rolling their cart to be given directions to go up to the gamemaker's floor and I watch in horror as Katniss climbs into it being perfectly hidden.

"Come on!" she whispers waving her arm.

I reluctantly climb in after her and sit cross legged. There are briefcases surrounding us.

"Sit back and enjoy the ride." she giggles.
I rest my head in my hand, not interested.

I watch as she peaks out the cart as it starts to move. She frowns to herself, understanding the realization that I'm being a complete downer.