Hello! I am so excited to finally start my first story! I have had this idea in my head for quite a long time and it feels so good to finally start it. I hope you enjoy! (Every thing in italics is from The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins)

Chapter One:

All for the Cameras

"What's wrong?" Peeta asks.

"Nothing," I answer. We continue walking, past the end of the train, out where I'm fairly sure there are no cameras hidden in the scrubby bushes along the track. Still no words come.

Haymitch startles me when he lays a hand on my back. Even now, in the middle of nowhere, he keeps his voice down. "Great job, you two. Just keep it up in the district until the cameras are gone. We should be okay." I watch him head back to the train, avoiding Peeta's eyes.

"What's he mean?" Peeta asks me.

"It's the Capitol. They didn't like our stunt with the berries," I blurt out.

"What? What are you talking about?" he says.

"It seemed too rebellious. So, Haymitch has been coaching me through the last few days. So I didn't make it worse," I say.

"Coaching you? But not me," says Peeta.

"He knew you were smart enough to get it right," I say.

"I didn't know there was anything to get right," says Peeta. "So, what you're saying is, these last few days and then I guess… back in the arena… that was just some strategy you two worked out."

"No. I mean I couldn't even talk to him in the arena, could I?" I stammer.

"But you knew what he wanted you to do, didn't you?" says Peeta. I bite my lip. "Katniss?" He drops my hand and I take a step, as if to catch my balance.

"It was all for the Games," Peeta says. "How you acted."

"Not all of it," I say, tightly holding on to my flowers.

"Then how much? No forget that. I guess the real question is what's going to be left when we get home?" he says.

"I don't know. The closer we get to District Twelve, the more confused I get," I say. He waits, for further explanation, but none's forthcoming.

"Well, let me know when you work it out," he says, and the pain in his voice is palpable.

He starts to walk off back to the train, but I grab his hand and turn him back around.

"What, Katniss?" he asks, painfully, not looking into my eyes.

"Peeta, I know that I am confused about my feelings, but I know that there are feelings there," I say and he lifts up his head to look at me. "I haven't exactly had much time with this. I've had less than a week to get the idea of this whereas you have had 10 years. I haven't had any experience with this at all, but that doesn't mean that I don't want to try."

All I see on Peeta's face is surprise. This is probably the most he has ever heard me speak at once. I see his face soften and I grab his other hand.

"I'm sorry that this all had to come out now and that I should have told you sooner, I just didn't know how. But then leave it to Haymitch to get me to do it," I say.

"So, you really do have feelings for me?" he asks, in a soft, quiet tone. Almost as to be cautious of being hurt again.

"Yes, I do and at first I thought that they were kind of like what I feel with Prim, but as I got closer to you, I realized that that wasn't the case," I say as I squeeze his hands and he gives me a small smile.

"I'm sorry, Katniss. I didn't realize how fast this was moving for you. I should have known that it was unrealistic for you to have the same feelings for me overnight," says Peeta.

"Peeta, don't apologize. That was my fault. I played it up that way and I didn't even think about how it would affect you," I say.

Peeta gives me a little laugh. "How about instead of apologizing to each other, we both agree that it was both of our faults," he says and I give him a smile. I finally have him happy again, so I won't ruin it by bringing up that it was mostly my fault. That would just make him upset and we would be here apologizing to each other for who knows how long.

"Okay," I say and I hold out my arms for a hug and he pulls me to him. I rest my head on his chest and rests his on my head. He gives me a tight squeeze, almost as if he was scared that I was going to leave.

Haymitch walks out and sticks his head out of the train. "Come on you two, you can have all the time in the world to cuddle and kiss when we get back home," he says and walks back in.

Peeta and I let go of each other. Peeta grabs my hand and with a kiss on the top of my head, we walk back onto the train.

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! I do plan on updating as much as I can, but there won't be a regular schedule. I might have time to get another chapter up today, but we'll see! Please remember to review!

-Emily :)