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- Cadence and Simply the Fosters
Peeta and I met in our freshman year of high school. He loaned me a pencil on the first day of school. It was two months after I had lost my father and we couldn't afford school supplies.
He invited me to sit with him at lunch where I met his friends and his girlfriend Glimmer Atwood. Glimmer was annoying and I can't even explain how happy I was when she and Peeta broke up two weeks before homecoming.
I still remember when Peeta approached be at my locker and asked me to homecoming, as friends of course. I remember how Prim and my mother squealed about it when I told them. I remember how they dressed me up.
Peeta picked me up in a sleek black limo, that he had rented with the money he had received from mowing various lawns around town.
Peeta taught me to slow dance, and later that night- as he dropped me off at my house, he kissed me right on the lips.
I pondered that kiss, staying up until the early hours of the morning thinking about what it meant.
The next morning, I raced into school, wanting desperately to tell Peeta about my feelings for him. He kissed me again, and we dated until the end of freshman year. We broke up after I caught him kissing Clove Matthews. I hadn't realized she had forced herself upon him.
At the end of junior year Peeta asked me to prom, and I gladly agreed. We dated through high school and college. He proposed to me our sophomore year of college, but I told him we weren't getting married until I finished college.
So on May 28th, 2009, (the day after I graduated college) Peeta and I got married. We celebrated our wedding with our friends and family. Peeta's mother, who made it clear she hated me, did not attend.
Six months after we married, I found out I was pregnant. Peeta was overjoyed. I, however, was increasingly nervous.
Eight months later, I gave birth to Lilyana Armani Mellark. She was gorgeous, a headful of dark hair and bright blue eyes.
She was a full on tomboy. She loved to get muddy, and hated wearing dresses. Peeta's mother blamed it on me. She said that I was a horrible parent for letting my daughter act like a boy.
I didn't care, my daughter was my daughter, she could play however she wanted. When Lily was two years old, I found out I was pregnant again.
I gave birth to a healthy baby boy, Jason Ben Mellark. He had blonde hair and soft grey eyes.
Our family was perfect.