Peeta and Katniss

Chapter 11

(Peeta's pov)

I look up to see from the ground and am immediately met with the blue eyes of Delly Cartwright.

"Hey Peeta," Delly says smiling.

"Hey Delly. Haven't seen you in a while," I reply with a smile.

"Yea, I just moved back here last week."

"Oh that's great. How have you been?"

"I'm doing good, what about you?"

"I'm great, just trying to keep myself busy." The conversation goes on like this for a while, just catching up. I look at my watch and see its 12:00. Lunchtime. I tell Delly I will see her around and that I should probably get home. We say our goodbyes and go our own ways.

When I get home I go up to my painting room and paint memories I have from the quarter quell. I paint a picture of Mags and Finnick, the tributes from District 4. I paint until I hear a knock on my door and I go downstairs to see who it is. I open the door and Katniss is there. In the back of my mind those thoughts come back. Mutt. Murderer. Everything along those lines. I push them away, "Hey Katniss!"

"Hey Peeta. I thought I would come and tell you I got the things needed for the memory book so we could start working on it soon if you wanted," she says with a small smile.

"Sure, do you want to start it tomorrow when we have all day?"

"That sounds great. See you tomorrow at my place?"

"Yep. Bye Katniss."

"Bye Peeta."