It's the week of Halloween! YAY! I've decided to post a little piece of my Halloween fic each day (if my computer permits -_-) of this week! This story is a smutty one...and the smutty chapter will (hopefully) be the one posted on Halloween!

ONCE AGAIN. So that I make this very clear. This story is rated M for a reason. Katniss has a very bad potty mouth, and she ends up getting her freak on ;)

So if you dont like, or you aren't old enough...TURN BACK NOW.

Let us begin.

I forgot to close the damn curtains again, and now the damn sun is shining in my damn eyes

Damn.

I crack my eyelids to look at my clock on my nightstand.

8:00am

Damn.

I roll over, trying to get away from the beams of death coming in my window and my eyes come into contact with a pair of steel grey ones.

God damn it Gale.

"What the hell are you doing in my bed Gale?"

"It's about time you woke up. I'm hungry." he jumped up and strutted to my closet, flipping through my clothes as he ignored my questions. Irking me with every move

"That still doesn't explain why the hell you're in MY bed. You have food at your apartment Gale."

"All true." He says casually as he flops back onto the bed. "But I don't feel like cooking. I get gross when I cook. I don't like being gross."

"Well I don't like waking up with strange gay men in my fucking bed. Yet here you are."

"I'm not a stranger sweetheart. And waking up with a gay man is better that no man at all!" with that he rolls off the bed and stands in front of my full length mirror 'fixing himself.'

"I said 'strange' not 'stranger.' Get it right. And as for food. Raid my fridge. Cook your own food. Let me go back to sleep dammit! It's my first fucking day off in three weeks!" I flop back on my pillow and pull the covers over my head. Gale holds his hands up in surrender.

"Fine Catnip, I'll take my strange gay self and cook my own damn eggs. But you better be able to take a kick ass power nap because while you were still in dream land Rue shot me a text saying that she was dropping by with a big surprise at 9:00"

I glance at my clock, 8:30

"Dammit. Why the fuck do I claim you weirdos?!"

"Love you too sweetheart."

Gale calls over his shoulder as he sashays down the hall and into the kitchen and I pull a pillow over my head in an effort to drown out the noise coming from my used-to-be clean kitchen. At some point I drift off into unconsciousness once again. But not for long.

At 9:00 on the dot I feel the weight of a petite form come crashing down ontop of me accompanied by a voice shouting 'Katniss get the fuck out of this bed! I have a surprise for you!'

I groan and roll over. Rue is on her knees on the end of my bed, toting three, very large, very intimidating shopping bags. Her hazel eyes burn with exchitement and misceif, and something uniquely Rue.

I sit up and rub my eyes, grumbling about 'annoying best friends' and 'bitches need sleep too.' Rue just chuckles and shakes her head and puts the bags against the wall.

"C'mon sleeping beauty, we've got work to do!" she claps her hands together and comes to pull me out of bed.

"Work?"

"Yes."

"What kind of work?"

"The fun kind."

"There's a fun kind?"

"Yes Katniss. The kind that involves makeup and curling irons."

"Rue…What are you getting at?"

"We're going out tonight Katniss!"

"….Why?"

"Seriously? Do you not know what day it is?"

"…Um…Friday?"

"Katniss!"

"What?!"

"Its Halloween!"

"Damn."

So that's the first baby peice :) more tommorow!

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