Chapter IV Gale
Me and Peeta stopped throwing flour at each other when we hear a knock on the door. I don't care who it is, as long as it's not Katniss. I hate being in a room with both my crushes in it at the same time. I'm always paranoid I'll give one of them more attention than the other. So I try to keep calm and straighten my back, opening the door.
"Katniss! Hey!"
"Hey Gale," she says perkily and kisses me on the cheek. Great, that's just perfect. I just hope to god Peeta didn't see that. I smile and invite her in, just to be polite, but she shakes her head.
"I just came over to see if I could borrow some flour. But I see you're fresh out," she say skeptically. She raises and eyebrow as she eyes my flour-covered body like she's examining me as some sort of extra-terrestrial being tested on. That's when Peeta comes out the kitchen.
"Oh, hey Katniss!" He says a little quieter than usual. GOD this is so awkward. I try not to indicate any of my discomfort to either of them. Neither of them know about my feelings for Peeta, I think. Looking at the both of them, though, I can see the tension in them. Like they're observing each other's moves carefully, but I don't know why.
"Well I guess I'll just go ask Haymitch" she says quickly and closes the door behind her. But she was right, We are out of flour, but I just don't mention it as we both sat on the couch and he turned the TV on and started flipping chanels, seeming to have forgotten about the cake. Either that or he just doesn't care anymore. He stopped looking through chanells and flipped it to the Food Network; it was playing some sort of cookie contest. We were both sitting straight up. This was boring, so I decided to make a move.
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The Hunger Gays
FanfictionHunger Games Fanfic about Peeta and Gale :P their are some jokes about gays in here but read the first page before getting upset. This is my first fanfic and I hope everyone enjoys ^.^ Favorite and comment if you want me to keep working on it
