A/N: hello readers this is my first fanfic. Flashbacks are in italics so …enjoy Btw I'm 13 this chapter is very short
Disclaimer: I will never ever own The Hunger Games unless I somehow morph into Suzanne Collins~Emmie
"You love me real or not real?" I asked unsure of how Katniss would react.
"Real" she said I prepared myself for a no so that surprised me. I ran to her and spun her around. To my utter horror she stalks away after I set her down. I saw her slim figure make her quiet trek into the woods, so I go and decide to see Prim.
"Peeta Mellark , you just got batter in my hair" Prim's voice chimed from my kitchen. She came into the room looking a little like and angry kitten. "But Primmmmm, I say extending the m, Rory will your hair like that" her cheeks slowly became a rosy red. "I have to go before Katniss starts to wonder where I am" Prim said leaving the room. Okay time to clean, I wonder how Katniss is doing. Oh god shiny memories…
"Hello Peeta, I hope you enjoy the show," the mutt snarled as it made its way towards my father gripping a knife and plunging into his heart.
I gripped the counter tighter. "Peeta, are you here?"