I Also Want To Tell Him How

I Stand There, Feeling Broken And Small, Thousands Of Eyes Trained On Me.

So I Only Say, "so What Should We Do With Our Last Few Days?" "i Just Want To Spend Every Possible Minute Of The Rest Of My Life With You," Peeta Replies.

I Sit Back On My Bed Cross-legged And Find Myself Rubbing The Smooth Iridescent Surface Of The Pearl Back And Forth Against My Lips. For Some Reason, It’s Soothing. A Cool Kiss

Aim Higher In Case You Fall Short.

Girl Talk. That Thing I've Always Been So Bad At.