Summary: June is your average girl. On her 17th birthday when she blew out her candles, she wished things were different and when she was wishing things such as the Hunger Games, Peeta and finding love entered her mind. She soon finds out that Birthday wishes do come true and she is in District 12. Peeta/OOC Katniss/Gale (just a bit, they won't be mentioned much). This will not be following the storyline of the had survived the games but they were not 'the star-crossed lovers of District 12' they were just acquaintances who formed an alliance due to the rule change and became friends after being crowned the victors of the 74th Hunger Games. I do not own anything (besides a District 12 Blanket).

June

I looked in the mirror one last time before leaving the car to head into school. My blonde curls fell in ringlets down my back, my makeup made my eyes shine a brighter green and my almost white teeth smiled back at me. Today would be a good day. I had to keep repeating that to myself. I took a deep breath before stepping out of my car and walking into the hell we call high school.

The sun was shining down hard and making the minimal walking distance feel even worse than normal. When I walked inside I went straight to my locker and grabbed my books I would need for my next two classes. I looked around people were starting to fill the hallways except my best friend Kellan. Kellan and I have been friends for as long as we can remember. I don't know how he puts up with me, but I am not complaining. He is my only friend in this place.

I walked by his locker and saw that he wasn't here yet so instead of missing my first period waiting for him to stop by his locker, I headed to class. You would think because it is my 17th birthday I would be all 'smiles and giggles' but it felt just like every other school day. I placed my books on my desk and sighed while I sat down. There were three more minutes before class would start and people always manage to get here right before the bell rang. Today would be uneventful as always.

The rest of my morning classes passed with a blur. I had yet to see Kellan in the hallway and he usually walks me to a few of my classes. I was beginning to get worried. He never misses school unless he is on his death bed. Soon it was time for lunch and because I had no idea where Kellan was I assumed I would be sitting by myself.

It was too hot to sit outside but I didn't want to sit by myself in the cafeteria. I rolled my eyes as I went to sit by my locker for lunch. I had my normal PB&J sandwich and a cookie with water. I have had this lunch since Pre-school. I really don't like change.

For the rest of the day I tried to pay attention in class but I kept day dreaming about what I normally do-Peeta and the Hunger Games. It has become expected in my thoughts; I read the books in 2008 and I still love them. I heard the last bell ring, signifying that the day was over.

I rushed to the parking lot and head home, I really don't want to be in school longer than I have to, especially on my birthday and it was Friday. As I was about to pull into my driveway, I saw something funny. Usually my parents were not home this early but their cars were parked outside. Rolling my eyes, I got out of my car and opened the front door.

There stood Kellan and my parents all screaming 'Happy Birthday!' in my face. I laughed and they pushed me into a chair while putting a cake in front of me. They started singing happy birthday and I was told to make a wish. I thought, before I closed my eyes exactly what to wish for. They knew that I would do this, I have been doing it every year since I was three. But once I turned ten I knew that no matter what I wished for on my birthday and by blowing out some stupid candles wouldn't change anything.

I closed my eyes and blew. I wish things would be different. I wish that I can have a boyfriend, someone who cares. Pictures started filling my mind, I saw Peeta with his ash blonde hair and blue eyes starring at me and brutal fighting at the cornucopia.

When I opened my eyes, nothing was different. My best friend and parents were still in front of me. They were all asking what I wished for. But to be honest, how do I say 'I wished for things to be different where I may be able to go to college or get a job or find a boyfriend or please all of you.' Instead I just told them that I can't say, then the wish wouldn't come true.

After everyone had cake I took Kellan up to my room so we could hang out for a while. My parents wanted to have a date night so they left soon after. Kellan and I were sitting on my bed just talking, like we always do.

"Kellan, why did you miss school today? You made me sit all by myself at my locker! You know how much of a loner that made me feel?" I tried to have a stern voice but I can never be too serious when it came to Kellan, I just love him too much.

"Sorry Junebug, but I had to get everything ready. Do you know how hard that was to keep this party a secret from you?" He had a smile placed on his lips and he was trying hard not to laugh, I could tell that he was kidding. Kellan was a handsome guy and many girls at our school have crushes on him, but they think that we are dating. But we're not! We are just best friends. He was built and he had brown spiky hair that stood up at odd angles no matter how many times we brushed it. He was like a big teddy bear really.

He decided to go home around 12 at night and wished me a happy birthday before leaving. I went back inside to find the mess we made. Popcorn and candy wrappers all over the floor and counters, a movie was still playing on the television. After I cleaned everything up I went upstairs and tucked myself in, wondering what my birthday wish would change if these type of things were real.

The next morning I woke up to hard packed earth below me and rain falling onto me. I was cold and still half asleep so I just curled myself into a ball, trying to ignore the cheering around me.

Cheering? I thought. That made me open my eyes. I rubbed my eyes again, trying to see where exactly I was. I looked down at myself. My blue long sleeved shirt I wore for my birthday yesterday stuck to me like a new skin and my jeans were stiff. I felt my face for any cuts, and there was nothing but the rain water running down it. My hair was soaked but the curls were somehow still intact.

Finally I looked around me. Where was I? People with dirt and black caked on them were cheering as a train rolled into an area. Whoever was in there must have gotten off because the cheering became louder. I tried to see what else was around me. I saw abandoned warehouses and people in coalminers outfits and black soot covering them, walking out from a small mineshaft. I turned my head around again, trying to see if all of this was real. I stood up and started walking in the opposite direction of the crowd that was cheering. All too soon I saw a fence, keeping me inside. It seemed to go around this whole area. That's when I knew where I was.

I'm in District Twelve and Peeta and Katniss must have just arrived home from the Games.