"I just know that if I was Bella, I'd totally tap Jacob," Johanna says, earning a nod from Madge. I laugh at Johanna's bluntness.

"But Edward's so romantic, Johanna! He waited for her for centuries!" Annie gushes.

"Yeah, but have you seen that body? Sweet Jesus, Edward could be showering me in love and I'd still choose Jacob," Johanna argues. Annie just rolls her eyes.

Today it was my turn to host our weekly sleepovers. Prim was sleeping over at her friends' house, Rue, and my mother had a late shift at the hospital, so we were all alone.

"When is that pizza coming?" Madge groans, rubbing her belly. I chuckle and tell her it should be here soon. We watch the movie again, and Johanna and Madge sigh every time Jacob is shirtless- which is a lot of times. After what feels like ages, the doorbell finally rings. I jump up and open the front door, my eyes widening when I see bright blue eyes looking at me. The boy was wearing a cap, but you could see blond, damp hair sticking out from underneath it. With wide shoulders and muscled arms, he extends the pizza box towards me.

"Hi, that would be 13,50 please," the boy smiles, and I feel my heart beat quicker and quicker. I suddenly feel very self conscious about the spotty pajama pants I'm wearing. A loud bang of thunder brings me back to reality and I smile back.

"Uh, yeah, sure," I say, grabbing the money from my pocket. After a few seconds I realize it's not there. Shit.

"Uh..," I say, the box in the pizza boy's hands getting wetter and wetter by the second, "I think I left my money inside, can you give me a second?" I say. Then I realize he'll get soaked if he has to wait outside. "Why don't you wait inside?"

He gives me another heart-wrenching smile and nods, stepping past me. I walk into the living room and he follows me. Johanna looks up and whistles.

"Well hi there handsome," she smirks. Madge and Annie burst out laughing and the boy's cheeks go a light pink.

"Um, hi.." he says.

"Have you seen the money I had left out for the pizza anywhere?" I ask the girls. They all shake their heads and I sigh, running a hand through my hair.

"Oh, take your time, you're my last order for tonight anyway," blue-eyes says. I give him a small smile and look around.

"So why is a guy like you working as a pizza delivery boy?" Madge asks. The pizza boy smiles.

"I need the money. Proper painting supplies cost quite a lot, you know. Plus, my parents own the pizzeria," he replies.

"You're an artist?" Annie asks.

He chuckles, a pink color spreading across his cheeks again, and says, "Well, I wouldn't call myself an artist. But I paint a lot."

Johanna and Madge look at each other and nod in approval. I roll my eyes and look under the Elle's and Vogue's spread across the table. The pizza boy puts the box on the table and takes off his cap, revealing a head of blonde, curly hair which makes you want to run your hands through it.

Wait, what?

I shake my head and tell the girls to stand up and help me look.

"Twilight, really? There are millions of good movies out there, and you watch Twilight?" the boy smirks teasingly. I laugh.

"It's their favorite movie," I explain.

"And you don't like it?" he asks.

"Well I'd be lying if I said I didn't like the love triangle thing..," I murmur. He chuckles, cutely, and then smiles at me again.

"So I take it you're a romantic soul?" he says. Johanna snorts.

"Romantic, my ass. I don't think Katniss even knows what romantic means," she says. I glare at her, but she just goes on. "She had one boyfriend, a year ago. He was her best friend for four years before that. And the relationship only lasted for a month. So yeah, I wouldn't really call Katniss a romantic soul," Johanna snickers.

"Maybe Katniss just needs someone to turn her into a romantic soul, then," the boy says softly, staring right into my eyes with a small smile on his face. My mouth opens slightly but I can't think of anything to say. I can feel Johanna staring at both of us, probably with raised eyebrows.

"Found it!" Madge yells triumphantly. She skips over and hands me the money. Blue-eyes stands up and I give him fifteen bucks.

"You can keep the change," I say softly. He smiles and thanks me. I walk him to the door and watch as he climbs onto his Vespa.

"Enjoy your pizza, and have a nice night," he grins. He waves once and then rides off. I walk back into the living room and find Johanna, Annie and Madge have already grabbed a slice each. I grab a slice as well and sit next to them.

"So what's with the flushed cheeks?" Johanna smirks. I raise an eyebrow.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh come on, he was hot, you can't blame Katniss for blushing," Madge says.

"Yeah, and did you see the eye-contact they had?" Annie goes on, pointing a thumb at me, "the sexual tension was unbelievable."

Madge and Johanna burst out laughing and nod, making me blush again. "I don't know what you're talking about," I say, concentrating on keeping my face neutral as I take another bite of the delicious pizza.

"Uhu, sure you don't... he was totally flirting with you. 'Katniss just needs someone to turn her into a romantic soul, HINT HINT'. He might as well just have said 'I'll turn her into a romantic soul'," Johanna smirks again. I roll my eyes and tell them to shut up so we can watch the movie again. After a minute everyone's attention is back to the movie, except for mine. My mind goes back to the pizza boy – of which I should have at least asked his name – that left a few minutes ago.

"Katniss?" Madge waves her hand in front of my face and I blink.

"Uh, yes?"

"I just asked if you wanted the last slice of pizza," she says.

"N-no, I'm fine, you have it," I say. She smiles gratefully and shoves it into her mouth. We watch the movie in silence for another half an hour, until it's over. Johanna stretches her limbs and then turns to face us.

"So what do you think pizza boy's name is?" she asks.

"He looks like a Lucas or something to me," Annie says. Madge shakes her head.

"Naaah. I think Josh, or maybe Leo," She says. Johanna thinks for a few seconds and then laughs.

"Imagine if his parents called him Pepperoni, because they own a pizzeria," she laughs again at her own joke, and I can't help but laugh as well, "and he'd be like: 'Oh hi, I'm Pepperoni.' I'd just laugh into his face."

We all laugh and I think of something. "Madge, what's the name of the pizzeria?"

"Uh, I think it's Mellark's Pizza's."

"Pepperoni Mellark!" Johanna bursts out laughing again, and for a moment I wonder if there was something in that pizza.

"We should totally look him up!" Madge then says. She grabs my laptop and turns it on quickly. We all huddle around her as she Google's 'Mellark'. A few links come up, the first being the site of the pizzeria, and the one after that a Twitter account of somebody called Leo Mellark. We click on it and enlarge the profile picture.

"He looks quite like him.." Annie murmurs. We nod.

"Probably his brother," Johanna says. Madge grins.

"I told you he looked like a Leo!" she says happily. We chuckle and click on the next link, a very old Myspace account of somebody called Rye Mellark. We click on the profile picture again.

"Aaaw, look, that's him!" Madge points at a twelve-year old boy standing next to Leo and what I suspect to be another brother. We look at his other pictures and find out Rye is the name of the other brother.

"Ugh, I wanna know what his name is, not his brother's," I mutter. Johanna just gives me a sideways-smirk before telling Madge to click on the fourth link. It opens a Facebook page of Peeta Mellark, a.k.a blue-eyes.

"Peeta. Hmm. That's.. unique," Annie says. She clicks on his profile picture and a sigh escapes my lips. Peeta. Wearing a tight, black t-shirt and shorts. Smiling. Looking pretty amazing. Resting his arm around some girl's shoulders.

"Goddammit, we should have known that that nice piece of ass couldn't be single," Johanna says. Madge scrolls down to his latest status update.

Peeta Mellark:Working tonight. Rye's 'sick'. Again.

I chuckle and Madge decides to turn the laptop off.

"Well that wasn't stalker-y at all," I murmur. The girls laugh and shrug.

"When somebody looks that good wearing a stupid cap, it's okay to be stalker-y," Johanna says.

"I thought it was never good to be stalker-y?" Madge asks.

"Don't listen to your parents, school, or whoever told you that, they don't know what they're talking about," Johanna jokes. We all laugh and the girls start talking about other things.

But after a minute my mind goes back to the pizza boy - I mean, Peeta Mellark.

Author's Note: And this was the first chapter of The Pizza Boy. (I know, the name is totally cliché, but that's all I could come up with). I was trying to write a chapter for my other story, but it just wouldn't work because I had this new fanfic idea stuck in my head. After hours of trying to write a crappy chapter, I decided to just write this. I promise to upload another chapter for Our New Neighbor soon.

As for this story, it won't be very long. Probably about ten to fifteen chapters? Maybe more or less, depending on how the story rolls. If you have any thoughts, or like it, or dislike it, review! :)

Disclaimer: I do not own The Hunger Games, Twilight, Elle, Vogue, Vespa's, Google, Twitter, Myspace, or Facebook.