AN: Hey everyone this is my first fan fiction, and I am lucky enough to have help from mrspeetamellark55. I am extremely open to any critics or ideas you may have, just PM me.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger games including Peeta :(
KPOV
I was running out of options. We were down to boiled mint leaves that I had found in the back of an empty cabinet. I had to do something, if not for me for Prim. It was raining hard now, but I was determined.
I was searching inside the trash behind the bakery, when I heard a screeching voice "Get out of here you filthy little brat. I'm tired of you Seam lot hanging about. I'll call the Peacekeepers, I swear it!" I look up to see the baker's wife with a blonde boy behind her, he was in my year I think his name is Peeta.
I backed away from the trash bin and collapsed next to a nearby tree. I just keep thinking about how I failed Prim, when I hear a loud slap and see the boy come out again.
I once again hear his mothers screeching voice yell at him "Feed it to the pig, you stupid creature! Why not? No one decent will buy burned bread!"
That's when I notice the bread in his hands and the mark on his face. The door shuts behind him and I focus to see him through the rain, he doesn't look my way instead he turns around as if to make sure the door is closed. He looks like he is about to throw the bread my way but, thinks better of it. Suddenly he is running towards me, I shrink back against the tree expecting him to yell at me like his mother but he doesn't. He hands me the bread and I look up at him. I notice his eyes are a startling blue and I honestly could stare into them forever but he turns away and runs back inside the bakery.
We had plenty food that evening, so I dragged my mother out of bed and we had almost a proper family moment. I had hope that maybe we would make it, that's what Peeta Mellark gave me. Hope. I feel like I owe him and I hate owing people.
The next day, I walked to school with Prim and she chattered happily. I dropped her off and continued down the hallway. I stopped to talk to Madge and ask her about Peeta.
"Hey, Madge do you know anything about that Mellark boy." I tried my best to sound casual but I don't think it worked well.
She laughed, "Which one Katniss?" Oh I had forgotten there were more then one. I was focused on only Peeta.
"Peeta," I said. His name felt nice to say. I was silently thinking of another reason to say his name, when Madge waved her hand in front of my face.
"Hello, Katniss." Madge said in a slightly amused tone.
"I'm sorry what?" I asked her jeez, I was messing up my chance to find out more about Peeta.
"I said, I don't know much about him but Delly Cartwright might." She looked like the fact I wanted to know was just extremely entertaining. "Is there any particular reason you asked?" It looked like she was trying not to pry. Madge was almost as shy as I was, so she must be very curios to ask.
"No," I said even if she was my only friend at school, there were things I wanted to keep to myself. I turned away and walked of to my first class so she wouldn't have the chance to ask more questions.The rest of the morning past in a blur, I was finally aware of my surroundings at about lunch.
That's when I saw him. We were only eleven but he was quite muscular. I looked to spot him the rest of the day. I felt shock at my own behavior; I had never paid so much attention to anyone except Prim. The rest of the day passed and as I was picking up Prim I saw him again, just seeing his face sent butterflies through my stomach. The rest of the week flew by and it was almost the weekend. I hadn't thanked him yet and it was really bugging me, so when I saw him alone I walked up to him.
He looked at me and smiled shyly I smiled back and whispered "Thank you, Peeta." Then I walked off to class. The rest of the day passed by quickly and I thought about Peeta through all of it. The rest of the weekend I thought about how to get us more food and Peeta. When I finally got focused, I knew what I had to do.
That was the first Sunday I went hunting.
