I laugh as Asher tumbles down the stairs. He grabs a hat from our large pile and flings it at me. It lands five steps below me and continue I cackling. I manage to choke out a couple of words:

"Nice throw" I say still laughing,

Then I double over and fall on the ground.

"Shut up Kenz" he says,

"No" I manage to choke out.

Bella comes up behind me and bursts out laughing.

"Good job Kenzie" she says,

"Thanks," I say "I try",

"What-" I hear dad's voice behind me,

Crap. I think, I'm dead. Then he bursts out laughing as well.

"Kenzie" he says between laughs "You broke your brother,"

Okay, before I continue allow me to explain my life story. When I was four I realized who my parents were: Peeta Mellark and Katniss Everdeen. The people who single handedly DESTROYED the hunger games. 15 years later my twin brother and I were born, four years later the capitol took over. They restarted the hunger games and Finnick and Annie Odair moved in with us. Shortly after that Johanna Mason moved in and so did Gale Hawthorne. My mom's mom died, no one bothered to care and Prim and her husband Jonah moved in. Annie and Finnick had kids: Sam and Bella. Prim had kids as well, Robin and Auggie. Jonah moved to District 7 and became a peacekeeper, which brings us to now. Me and my twin Asher are 16, Sam is 15, Bella is 9, Robin is 14, and Auggie is 6. Asher and I are best friends, we talk to each other about everything, like when he started going out with the most hated girl in District 12: Creen. I hate Creen. I have no valid reason to but.. no, I have absolutely no reason to hate Creen. Oh! Wait, yeah I do. She's from the Capital. Wait! There's more: she's related to Snow. When he told our parents my mom almost slapped him. I still think he's crazy for going out with her, but as my best friends says: what the hell. Oh! And yeah, my best friend is Kimberly Cartwright. But people call her Cartwright. Her mom is Delly Cartwright, surprise, surprise. And I think that's it for people in my life. Well, there are more, they just aren't quite in the story yet. But honestly, this isn't my parents story. It's mine.