Secrets are blinding. They're like a bright flash of light. But what if they were an unhappy part of life?

I grow up in a family filled to the brim with secrets. Except, no one thinks I know that there's a secret.

Unfortunately, no one else knows that I am on the track to cracking this secret. I really didn't need anyone else's help anyway.

They would've wrecked it for me anyway. I don't need anyone; I can take care of this all by myself.

There is one thing standing in my way: my mother and father. If you were curious, my mother and father are Katniss and Peeta Mellark.

So that makes me Luna Primrose Mellark. Yes, my name means the Moon. But there is some inside joke/ secretive back story behind it.

People call me Looney and mean names like that. But I normally send my younger brother after them.

My younger brother is Devin Gale Mellark and he is 13-years-old. However, he likes to pretend that he can act older than he is. He has blond hair and gray eyes and I wished I looked a little more like dad and not mom.

I have brown wavy hair with aqua blue eyes. Mom likes to play around with my hair.

I don't understand why he got the normal name and I get stuck with Mooney Looney Luna.

I am 16-years-old and it is Christmas.

We're inviting some family friends to the house. Dad got on the phone and called Aunt Johanna, Uncle Ash, Willow, and Maple. Willow is a few years older than me and he likes to pretend that I'm too young to understand anything. And Willow can sometimes be very pompous. However, Maple is my age and she is one of my best friends.

Maple has long brown hair, tanned skin, and shiny brown eyes. She looks exactly like Aunt Johanna, no matter how many times she denies it.

Dad phoned Grandpa Haymitch too. He likes me better than Devin because I'm the first granddaughter he's had in years, but he still gets on well enough with Devin because they've got male bonding time or whatever. He stopped drinking heavily when I was born and I am so proud of him.

Dad phoned Annie and her son, Finnick. Finnick Odair Jr. is only six months older than me and it bothers me because Willow treats him like he is old enough to keep knowledge, but we're in the same grade. Annie is broken without her husband, but she gets by because Finnick is around. Finnick calls me names, teases me, and annoys me constantly. But he's still like my annoying (little) older brother.

Dad phoned Grandma Everdeen. This is the one time of the year she agreed to come back and see us. She lives in District 4, where Finnick and Annie live. But she only sees us on Christmas and she phones us on birthdays and Easter. And then some carol-ers knocked on our door.

It turned out to be Willow, Finnick, Devin, and Ash trying to match pitches. But they failed and I shut the blinds and turned off the lights.

"Just like her mother, that one." Ash said from outside.

"I am not!" I yelled so they could hear me.

Maple laughed and we went to my room. My room was baby yellow. I guess my dead Aunt Prim's old room was yellow, too. I don't have the heart to tell mom that I want to paint over it, so I just endure it. After a while, it's not that bad.

"I'm sorry about Willow being a pompous-toe rag." Maple said as I smiled.

"He's okay. It's just that no one likes me." I said.

"I'm sure they do, Luna." Maple said.

"Maple, you're the only one who doesn't call me mean nicknames." I said.

"Maybe, but you need to dig underneath someone's name and find who they are. I mean, Finnick has a strange name too." Maple said.

"But he was named after a hero. And his father." I said.

"Would it be any different if you were named Katniss?" Maple asked.

"Maybe." I said shrugging.

"People call her Cat-Piss." Maple said.

"I'd rather take Cat-Piss. I have Mooney Looney Luna." I said.

"Well, you know what's weird? Besides your name, I mean? Well my mom has a diary thing. And it's locked super heavily. But I thought with your mad lock-picking skills, we could read her every secret. It's from when she was a few years younger than us or maybe our age. I can tell by the condition." Maple said.

"What are you saying?" I asked.

"I'm saying, what if there is some national secret that we could solve to get people to stop calling you Looney Mooney?" Maple asked.

"Well, that's highly unlikely from just a diary. But I'm good for demand material." I said.

"I wonder if your mom and dad have diaries, too." Maple said.

"Let's find out." I said as the curiosity intrigued me

So here's chapter one! A little bit adventurous and things. But I really like the second generation stories :) Thanks for checking out Chapter 1! And Chapter 2 will be up soon! I'm working on it as this is being posted :)

Thanks! -GirlonFire