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Arianna's POV
I wake up to see Peeta holding me in a firm grip. The storms clear at least. I try to get out of his grip but it's too strong. I try shaking him but it doesn't work. Man this guy is a heavy sleeper. I try water hot bread, loud noises, everything. Peeta's brother must of heard me because they both come in.
"Hey, what's going on in-" Don was just going to finish his sentance when he saw us and stopped talking.
"Hey guys, um, a little help here?" I say. They both started laughing and Cain started rolling on the floor like an idoit.
"Sorry Arianna, we can't breake that kind of grip. We tried to breake it before but we NEVER broke it." says Don.
"Well then I'm just gonna have to wake him up how my friends taught me." I say. They both look at me curiously. I smile and wiggle my arm free a bit and pinch his nose and clamp his mouth shut. We wait a couple of seconds until he wakes up panting.
"Well it's about time the other love bird woke up." Don teases.
"Don!" Peeta yells as he throw a pillow at him. I look at him face to see it blushing. I'm confused until I relize that I have my hand gripped on his shirt.
"Oh, sorry." I say releasing my grip. "So, do you wanna come bring some stuff over to the Everdeen's Home?" I ask casually. He nods his head yes and i start walking back to my room. I open the door and quietly shut it. From my bag I take out Some jeans, a blue shirt, and an old black jacket.
"Excuse me, Arianna, could you help me with something?" Asks Cain.
"Sure." I say. I follow Cain out of the room and he leads me to a smoking oven.
"Can you get that loaf of bread from the fire?" he says pointing to a black clump.
"Sure, as I said before." I say reaching into the fire. I take out the Loaf with not a scrach on me.
"Thanks." He says before walking off. That was strange. I put the thought aside and buy six large loaves filled with nuts and raisins. I also order a couple of round things with cheese. I get Peeta and we walk over to Katniss's house. It's 7:15 a.m. so we have time. I knock on the door and Prim answers.
"Hey Prim, I bought some bread for you guys." I say seeing her eyes filled with hunger. She invites us inside and I see Katniss getting ready for school.
"Hi Katniss. Look what I got you!" I say holding up a loaf. Her eyes fill with happiness.
"Thank you so much." says Katniss, thankfully taking the bread. I smiles and head out.
"Hey Peeta, could we take a walk?" I ask him.
"Sure, as long as you don't do what you did this morning."
"Oh hush you old butter sock."
"Why are you calling me old? Your the on that's over two-thousand years old!" He says. I look at him to see him staring at me. He turns away and blushes a bright pink. I think it's funny so I give him a kiss on the cheek. That made him blush even more. I think this is fun so I grab his hand and get closer to him.
"Does this make you feel uncomftorble?" I ask with a soft voice.
"It depends whether it's real or not." he answers. What do that mean? Does it mean that he's asking me it I like him? I don't know.
"Well, I guess that I'll give you a straight answer," I say leaning closser to him ear, "Real." He jerk back, his face a deep red, gripping my hand as if it's the last time we'll ever hold hands.
"Y-you mean that, right?" He manages to get out.
"Yes, I do mean it. I promise you that I will not lie to you about loving you and thinking that you have the most beautiful eyes ever." This puts a smile on his lips and he stops blushing. He pulls me close and places a kiss on my cheek. This earns comments like, "Awwww! They're so adroable!" or, "Isn't that the cutest thing!" but one stops us glazing into one another's eyes.
"Well, well, looks like we have a pair of trouble makers here." says an old man with snowy white hair.
"Whoa, my aunt Daisy looks exactly like you, except she's not a man." I blurt out. The people who heard this laugh quietly. "by the way, that's a compliment.' I say.
"Well young lady, my name is President Snow. Would you please come with me?" says the old man.
"My mother says that if any stranges come and ask me to follow them to say no, but I know your name so I guess that counts as knowing you so okay!" I say cheerfully. I follow him into a building that's labeled, "JUSTICE BUILDING".
"So, what is your name?" President Snow asks me.
"My name is Arianna Wintergreen, I am ten years old, and I know my Abc's and every number possible." I say bored.
"Well, Arianna, how would you like to live at the Capitol?"
"No thanks. I'm good here."
"Okay then. Here is your home, right by the Mellark's." he says giving me a wink. I slightly smile. He gets up and walks out of the room.
I look at the adress and bring my stuff inside. I unpack and head over to Peeta's. I walk in to find a blood Mellark's family laying on the ground and a man dressed in black with a knife.
"Peeta!" I yell bolting over to him. I look up to see the man coming at me. Anger and rage fill me up and I pin him to the ground. I tie his arms behind his back and call for a Peacekeeper. As I said before, I know EVERYTHING, well maybe not that Peeta and his family were being robbed, but still. I help Peeta and his family up againt the nearest wall around me. I ask a Peacekeeper to fetch the Everdeen family and start cleaning their cuts and wounds. Peeta has a deep cut in his calf and Cain got hit badly in the head.
When Mrs. Everdeen arrives she gets straight to work with Prims help. I sit by Peeta holding his hand the whold time. Maybe I am in love. Never thought of it that much.
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