Peeta's POV.

"What do you think?" Katniss asks me, twirling around in her dress.
"You look nice." I say from my window.
This is how we've been talking lately, we just open our bedroom's window. Which I think is great, because it gives me access to talk to Katniss 24 hours a day. I know it sounds clingy, and it is, but Katniss is my bestfriend, and my crush, and my lover... The list goes on forever, but I was able to describe what Katniss is for me in just 3 words: Katniss is my everything.
"Are you sure you didn't like better the other?" Katniss asks undecided, bitting her lip.
The Spring Dance will be here in two weeks, and apparently that's a very big thing here in 12. I don't understand though. Madge, who is the the head planner of the event, says it's all about school spirit and having fun.
About the school spirit I don't know, but I don't think the fun part is valid. Last time the others said it would be fun, Katniss almost got raped, and that was like 4 four days ago.
Anyway, Katniss said she wanted to go with me to the dance, or prom, it whatever. I don't really care. And of course, I said yes, because I'd do anything for Katniss. Even if it is wearing a bad smelling, uncomfortable, rented smoking and dancing in a smelly, cheap decorated school gym.

"How about this one?" Katniss asks, spinning around in a ocean blue dress.
"That's also very pretty." I say for the millionth time. I'm serious, Katniss has already tried on thousands of dresses, and all of them look perfect on her.

"Look, I need your help to choose, but of you're going to say that all of them are nice, it's not going to be of much assistance." Katniss says.
"But Katniss, all of them look beautiful on you. You don't even need a dress, to me you could come wearing jeans and dirty combat boots, you'd still look flawless to me." I say genuinly.
She blushes and giggles "Oh, stop! I can't so much." she says sarcasticly making me chuckle. "I think I like this one the best." she says referring to the blue one she is wearing right now. "It matches your eyes."
I smile "I guess than I should get a smoking that matches your eyes." I say.
Katniss giggles and bites her bittin lip, still smiling. "I guess." she says.
"Come here." I say, feeling this sudden urge to kiss her.
"How an I going to jump to your window wearing dress?" Katniss asks laughing.
"No one's watching."
Katniss smiles and jumps to the window, putting her arms around my neck, as soon she reached me
"See, not that hard" I say.
"You owe me. I want a reward." she says.
I chuckle. "Sure, why not."
I lean in and she does to, in a second our lips connect with each other. We keep doing this for a while, when Katniss says.
"I think it's enough for today." Katniss says.
I pout. "One more kiss."
"Ok, one more." she says smiling, leaning in and kissing my cheek. "The rest is for later."
I rest my hands in her lips. "I'll be waiting." I warn.
"I know you will. How could you not?" She laughs "I gotta go, Prim is probably arriving home by now, and I really don't want her talking too much about this. She can be very annoying when it comes to this stuff." Katniss says. I chuckle.

I used to be like that to my Brothers too. I remember the day I saw my older brother kissing a girl, that one they we had gone to the park. That rarely happened since my father left. I was nine, by the time, and he was 16. He took me to the park that day, to cheer me up a little. Let's just say it wasn't a very good day to be around home. Mom was particularly cranky, and had already drunk like a entire bottle of whine. So me and my Brothers went to the park. My older disappeared after a while. I had two brothers, I still have but I haven't spoken to them in 5 years. The older one was named Ted, and the other one was Eddie.
I was playing in the swing with Eddie when I saw Ted, in the middle of the trees kissin a girl. "What is Ted doing?" I asked Eddie. I had never seen anyone kisseing. My parents never kisses in front of me, they never showed affection towards each other. "He is kissing a girl." Eddie said. "Why?" "Because he likes her." Eddie said. "Do you think I'll ever be able to kiss a girl too?" My nine year self asked. "Of course. Everyone is. You just have to find someone you trully love. If you do, never let go of that person, ever."

I hold Katniss closer to me and kiss her head, well she rests hers in the crook of my neck.
"Well, I got to go. See you later?" She asks.
I gives one last kiss. "See you later" I say.
Katniss smiles and goes back to her room, closing the window behind her. Soon enough She's out of view.

I decide to go see what is Haymitch doing.

I leave my bedroom and go downstairs, where Haymitch is sat, watching some Tv show.
"Hey." I say.
"Hey. What have you been doing upstairs for so long?" Haymitch asks smirking.
I feel my face getting hot "Nothing big." I say. "I'm kind of bored."
"You should find something to do, you know. The therapist said that doing something you like could help your depression." Haymitch says.
I immediatly get defensive "I'm not depressed."
"That's not what he thinks. Maybe if you actually spoke to him while your there, instead of ignoring him, he would actually think that you're improving." He says.
I snort "He knows nothing." I mumble.
"I agree with him, you could find something to do besides drooling over Katniss."
I roll my eyes. "What do you suggest?" i ask.
"I don't know. Didn't you have any hobbies or talents or whatever." Haymitch asks trying to make his point.
"No." I flatly say.
"Nothing?"
"Nothing."
"Everyone has got something They're good at. I'm sure you have one too." he insists.

Okay, that set me off for some reason. I'm still not very stable, and I get angry over nothing, but that probably isn't going to change anytime soon.
I can hear her words ecooing through my mind, at a speed I can't even tell if it's real or not.

My hands immediatly reach m years andI cover them, has the words keep piercing through my brain. The pictures are still vivid in my mind.

-----------flashback---------

The rolling pin hits me right in the rinche and I since in pain, as tears escape my eyes.
"Mommy, stop, please. It hurts." I manage to choke out between cries.

"Don't ever call me that again! You useless child! You're eight and you still don't know how to take bread out of the oven without burning it!" She yells angrily. I try to stop myself from crying or being to noisy. "You're the reason your father left! You can't do anything."

-------end of flashback-------------

"Peeta?" I feel someone shaking me. I open my eyes again. Haymitch is looking at me worriedly, while his hands rest on my shoulders.
My head is starting to hurt and the room is spinning around me.

"Sorry" I mumble, trying to adjust my eyes to the room, and stop the dizziness.

Haymitch sights "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I was just ..." I really don't know what to say about this. What was I doing, why does this keep happening? "... thinking" I manage to say.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Haymitch asks.

I think. Do I wanna talk about it? Of course not. I obviously don't. I don't want to talk about any of it, not now, or never.
I Shake my head "No."

Haymitch huffs "You'll have to someday." he says.

"And I hope thatvday doesn't come." i say standing up and leaving the room. I can't put up with people's pressure any longer. I just need a break.