She stands beyond the large glass doors that have blocked us mentally ill from the real world for years. Her eyes gaze over to the group of us sitting beyond the doors inside the ward with an angry expression attempting to mask her pain, but I can see through it, we all can. We are used to constantly hiding our emotions to keep the attention off of us.

A bunch of basket cases we all are, though I personally prefer the name misfits. We aren't insane, just troubled. I like to think of it as being too complicated for the average person. In an instant I can tell that she is definitely one of us. We're the ones who were born into heart wrenchingly terrible lives and are getting the help they need, help being locked up in the hospital since they found us.

Finnick catches me staring and snickers,

"You always go for the troubled ones don't you Mellark." I attempt to smack him but he catches my arm before it has a chance. "Hey, I don't blame you she is pretty hot." He tells me while eyeing her up, causing us to break out in laughter.

"Hell no Mellark," Johanna yells playfully, cutting into our conversation. "Two crazy girls are enough!"

"I don't know," I start to trail off. "I feel like I know her, like…" I don't want to openly admit the fact that I feel as if there is something between me and her, but I can't deny the sparks prickling my body every time I look at her. I don't know how to explain the overwhelming sensation. It's complicated.

The three of them, Finnick, Johanna, and Annie all stare at me and begin to laugh harder.

"Damn you haven't even met her, a little quick there don't you think lover boy." Finnick asks, but as soon as he says lover boy we all get a blank expression on our faces, like we are trying to remember something. Something is wrong with us, it's not just our troubled pasts that brought us here. We are all connected by something bigger, she is no exception.

I watch the doctors talk to her, trying to persuade her to enter upon her own free will. They think she'll be able to change, to be saved but we can see it in her eyes. She'll never be able to recover, it's too deep.

It's too bad though. Finnick was right as she's quite beautiful. Her brunette hair is wrapped around her head in a long braid, and her charcoal gray eyes. They are absolutely stunning. I've never seen something so beautiful enclose so much pain. They break my heart. She's a sad kind of beautiful.

I feel as if I've known her my entire live. There is something about her but I can't put my finger on it.

Our eyes meet and I see the anger in her eyes begin to fade away. There is something magical going on between the two of us. My heart begins to race, beating at a dangerously high pace; I know from only one gaze that I feel something for her.

The doctor opens the door and gives her a forceful shove. She puts up a fight, but in the end she gets locked inside the loony bin with the rest of us just in time for group therapy.

"Everybody, we have a new friend here with us today. Please treat her kindly and help her learn the rules of our wonderful facility."

From my left I hear a voice shout out, Finnick's. "Do you have a name?" He asks trying to be a smart ass. She stares at him in awe; I take it as she's falling for his 'extremely good looks' as Finnick would put it. I guess it's too bad that he's already got Annie.

"Do you have a mute button?" Her voice is cold and dripping with sarcasm. Chuckles erupt from the rest of the group. Even though her voice was numb, I can tell it was a joke, part of a playful banter of some sort. Normally the patients come in depressed, shattered by the outside world, not making jokes.

She's is a mystery.

"But since you asked so very nicely, it's Katniss."

We're asked to share our stories with the new girl to show her that she is in a safe sharing environment. Its bull if you asked me, but I want to see what she has to say about her own life, what killed her inside, so I wait as everyone shares until they come over to our 'posey' pursay. Finnick begins,

"When I was younger my parents were in desperate need of money. I was 10 years old when they started selling me. A different man or woman came to our house every night. They locked the door and let strangers rape me. I was their little prostitute." His voice fades off and he grabs Annie's hand trying to find comfort from her touch. She kisses him softly before turning to Katniss with a small smile,

"My best friend was killed in front of me, I watched him go down, I didn't know what I was supposed to do, how to help him. If I had been smarter maybe I could have saved him..." She does her best to hold back her tears. I sneak a quick peek over at Katniss and find her looking almost bored. It sickens me. Johanna seems to get the same feeling and looks her straight in the eye.

"My parents were both drug addicts, over the years I got hooked on them as well. My body could only take so much and one day it gave up trying. They never told me what exactly happened, I never understood why but I was just a child then, I assume they didn't want to scare me. All I know is that my parents found me on the ground and were too high to care. I was minutes away from dying." The expression doesn't change. My turn,

"I was beaten as a child. My parents owned a bakery and I got burned, slapped, punched, kicked, and this." I roll up my jeans and show her my prosthetic leg. "My mother was angry, I burnt some bread, I don't remember much, I think I did it on purpose…" I stop, trying to remember the rest, but like always I come up blank. "Anyway, the next thing I remember was waking up with a fake leg. The knife wasn't cleaned properly and got infected. I had to travel to the hospital and they had to amputate it." I see her flinch, but not out of pity. It seems as if she feels guilty for my injury. Why would she be guilty?

I look over at Johanna but she must have missed the movement because the stone cold look on her face never fades.

"What our backgrounds aren't good enough for you?" She asks clearly irritated. Katniss's narrows her gaze on me while answering.

"You're stories are..." She stops herself.

"Are what?" Johanna retaliates. A look of sadness washes over Katniss's face as she scans the four of us. She knows something that we don't, but what?

She doesn't answer but I feel a sudden erg to know, to know what she knows.

"Excuse me but my friend asked you a question, most people are polite enough to answer."

"Well I'm not most people," She says with a sad smirk. "You're stories are… pety, stupid…" I cut her off, but I get a sense that she doesn't belief the words coming out of her mouth.

"Pety!" I yell. "I had to get my leg removed that is pety! I look at you and see nothing wrong, just someone that is whining about how hard her life has been. I bet that you've never been injured, that you never have felt the pain we have all faced." The last part is a lie, truthfully all but the first sentence was a lie. From the moment I laid eyes on her I knew it was bad, but I find myself feeling the need to defend my honor, my integrity.

"I was taken away from my cold mother and my sister Primrose. She was the best thing in my life, the reason I never gave up after my father died in a mining incident. They were going to take her away; I knew that if they took her she would get killed so I volunteered myself in her place." She speaks slowly, picking her words very carefully.

"There was a boy where I was at. I loved him, no I love him. I killed people just so I could be with him, but to be together it meant defying the people in charge. When you love somebody you find that you'll do anything to be with them." Her piercing gray eyes never leave my blue ones. She talks as if she is only speaking to me. I don't dare break the connection.

"When we were allowed to leave, he found out it was an act schemed up by our mentor. I never thought he had ever actually had feelings for me, and I wasn't positive about the way I thought about him. Now I know that I did.

After royally screwing up, we were sent back to…" She pauses. "That place. We had mended our relationship, and even though our deaths were being plotted every moment we were there, we had each other which was all that mattered.

We told everyone I was pregnant with his baby, to try to help us out but it didn't help. The worst day was watching him die." I watch her wipe away a stray tear. "Thankfully another helped save him." She sneaks a quick peek at Finnick as if trying to tell me something. More questions erupt inside my head. What does Finnick have to do with it?

"In the end most of us survived, people on the outside stepped in and saved us, though I lost a friend in the process, the two of us both got out just not together. He was taken as a prisoner and when I got him back, he had…" She breaks out in sobs. Annie, obviously the kindest of us goes over to comfort her, but Katniss quickly shoves her aside not wanting to seem weak. "His mind had been tampered with, hijacked if you will by our enemies. He wanted me dead. Those people burned down my district with most of the civilians inside." She stops to breathe for a minute. "I started a civil war. Thousands of people died because of me, the mockingjay. My sister died trying to fight. After doing all that I could to save my country from the vindictive tyrant in charge, some people would still give anything to have my head on a stick. People in this world want me dead." Her head moves downwards as she wipes away her tears. "I dare you to say I haven't faced any pain."

I shake my head. For some reason it hurts me to see her broken. Not that I like to see people getting hurt, but I feel somehow responsible to make her feel better, to safe her. What is going on? Who is this girl?

Johanna, being as blunt as always asks what could have been the worst question of the day,

"What happened to him, you know your 'boy friend,'" she puts air quotes around the word boy friend. Our eyes meet once again,

"The boy I fell in love with is gone." Her words are drenched in hate and bitterness, but she's screaming inside, she needs help.

One by one we all make our way over to her to formally introduce ourselves. I hold out my hand and she chuckles softly, though I don't know what at. As I get closer I see the bruises, cuts and scars all down her body. It's heartbreaking.

"Look I know we got off on the wrong foot, but I'm Pe…" Our skin touches and my sight blackens, she screams from the realm of consciousness, desperate to get me back,

"Peeta!"

I never told her my name…

"Don't leave me again," she commands her voice soft enough for only I to hear.

I never met her before.

"I love you Peeta."

She thinks I'm him?

Suddenly the voices stop and I'm transported back in time, at least in my head I am. I look around the bakery until I find the calendar. When I see the date my body drops to the floor, the day I lost my leg…

I walk over to where the other me is standing, he's looking at someone. A girl, she looks likes she's dying. My mother had yelled at her moments before for digging around for food in the dumpsters. I can't see her face but I feel a familiar tug at my heart strings as past me goes over to the oven purposely dropping part of two loafs of fresh bread into the fire.

I watch in shock as my mother walks over and smacks me hard across the face, yelling at the other me to feed it to the pigs.

I wait for the sharp pain to come, for the knife to enter my skin, but it never does. She simply walks away…

I follow myself outside more puzzled than ever. I watch past Peeta throw the bread to the girl, before running inside. I walk over to her.

She is the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, but I've seen her before. My heart beats even faster. She's stick thin, and a look of gratitude and confusion is shown on her face. I find myself getting lost in her beautiful eyes...

The eyes!

It's Katniss.

A/N Hey! So I'm guessing a lot of you are going to be confused, but that's okay. The plot will be explained in the next chapter, but as you can already tell the story takes place inside a mental institution. Everything in the books did happen, which I'm sure confuses all of you but again just hang on it'll be explained soon. Well I'm going to leave it at that, so thank you for reading and please alert favorite whatever you want to do but please review! See you guys at chapter 2!