- In Peeta's view -
I watched the video President Snow had put in to let me watch. I had no idea he'd ever see this. He had told me that he hid cameras to keep an eye on Katniss and I after the games. He stopped the video when it got to the part where Madge's son, Jacob, and I started getting freaky, if you know what I mean.
"President Snow, i-it's not what it looks like. I c-can explain..." I said, with a worried look in my eyes.
"I don't think you can Mr. Mellark, But I don't discriminate and will not i because I, myself, am also... How do I put it?" President Snow replied.
"I-I'm not gay?!?!!?" I answered with a frustrated look in my eye.
"Then how do you explain this video!!" He screamed at me.
Worried that people would hear I politely asked him to keep the tone and volume of his voice down a notch.
"It was a one time thing. I swear." I said, not thinking at all because I knew if he had hid cameras then he would have known about the other times Jacob and I, well, did the nasty.
"I have other videos if you like to see. Surprisingly I have actually taken time to watch these videos and I must say. I am impressed." He said with a slight smirk on his face, raising his pearl colored beard.
"Uh, Thank you. But I think it is highly inappropriate for you to be seeing those videos." I said, trying not to look in his eyes. His mesmerizing blue eyes that just pulled me in.
I couldn't help myself, I regret it now but then... His soft looking lips just, I fell for them. I leaned in quickly holding his head and kissed him. I kissed President Snow. I KISSED PRESIDENT SNOW!!!!!
"Peeta,...." He said.
"I'm sorry, I-I.." I replied embarrassed looking down at my lap at a piece of fried chicken.
"Wait, uh sorry President Snow to interrupt this very important conversation but when did this piece of fried chicken end up in my lap?" I said very confused.
He very insistently replied whilst rolling his eyes. "Look under the table."
"Underwhere?" I said, because I simply did not hear the last part of where he was telling my to look under.
I heard a Latin-ish voice and chuckle from under the table.
I looked, and found a middle-aged Latin woman.
"Hehehehehe you said underwear!!!! Hehehehehehhhahahehaehaahahahaehehe!!!!" she said very loudly.
"Henrieta, what have I told you about sneaking in here while I have guests?" President Snow said not amused.
"I just thought you two could share this drumstick." she replied holding up the fried chicken that sat on my lap just seconds before.
"GET OUT HENRIETA!" He yelled.
She got up, hit her head on the desk she was under, winked at me with a smirk on her face, and left out the door.
"Sorry about her." He said, smiling at me looking soulfully into my eyes.
"It's okay. Would you still like to share this drumstick?" I questioned him whilst smiling back.
"I'd love to."
We started to devour the drumstick. Making conversation, he said, "Do you know that book The Fault In Our Stars?"
"Yes." I replied.
"Well they say 'Okay? Okay.' I have an idea of what we can say..."
"Oh really? What is it?" I said chuckling.
"Yas?" He said looking at me with puppy dog eyes.
"Yas." I replied, and then he kissed me and well, I'm ending the story here before it turns to a porno.
The End. - By Daaakotaaaa
