Dear readers, this is my story of how Peeta's dad end up with Peeta's mother. I'm Dutch so feel free to correct all my mistakes! I will write&post another chapter if i get a review or follow or favorite. Here's the story!
I peek trough my window again and I see her. Of course, she walks here everyday. The daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Johnson.
She walks here everyday. I walk downstairs and pretend I'm working. I hear the bell ring and I know she just got in.
I walk to the counter pretending I didn't expected her. 'Hey, misses Johnson, the usual?' She smiles. 'Of couse, mister Mellark.' She hands me the money and I don't really check it.
I put the money in the safe and grab a package from the shelves and I also put a cookie I made my own in the small bag. 'Here you are. Anything else?' she looks in the bag and sees the cookie. 'You really didn't have to. Wow, You made this?' 'Yes indeed' I answer. I worked on it for an hour or so, I'm really glad she was impressed. 'See you tomorrow at school?' She nods and waves before she leaves.
I stare at her until she is out of sight I turn around. Unfortunately, I walk straight into my brother, Kyle. 'Are we in love, young man? He says with a grin.' 'No' I say, but I look down and that is enough for my brother to know. 'Come on, whats her name?' 'Florence, She's just a friend.' He laughs. 'If you say so.' and he walks away to help a customer.
I can't help it but smile. He knows me sometimes even better than I do. I walk to the bakery behind the store to help my father. My mom is in the other shop, buying some flour.
'Ah, there's my little helper. Can you please put these in the oven?' He points at a few breads. I carefully place them in the oven. I help my father baking a few more breads and than I hear my mom's voice and run to the door.
'Mom!' I yell. 'Hello, Desley, Why are you so happy? I bought you a little surprise.' she hands me a little package. I open it. It's a book titled: '100 recipes for a qualified baker.'
My face lights up. I open the books and it opens on a page with cheese buns. The little picture looks delicious. 'Can I make them, dad, please?' My mom looks up. 'I had a strange feeling you were going to bake these. So look what I bought.' another little package with all the ingredients for cheese buns.
I immediately run to the bakery and start baking. My mom shakes her head and walks to the kitchen to make us dinner. Kyle is still in the store and my dad is taking the breads out of the oven.
The cheese buns are kind of hard, but for a baker like me its still easy. I just got them out of the oven when my mom is calling from the kitchen. I put the buns in the bag and go to the dining room.
My mom made a delicious stew. We also all eat a cheese bun. 'What are you going to do with the other two?' I think a little while and then I ask: 'Can I bring them to Adeo?'
Adeo Everdeen is my best friend. Always was. He is a boy from the Seam but I don't care at all. 'Of course you may, sweetheart.' My mother replies. I grab my jacket and run to the Seam.
He already opens the door before I knock. 'Hey, Desley, What are you doing here?' 'I made cheese buns for you.' I hand him the package and smiles. 'Thanks. Wanna come in?' I nod. I always feel welcome in his house.
His dad is sitting on the couch. He looks up and sees me. 'Hey desley, Here again?' I nod. 'I made you cheese buns.' I say. His dad takes a bit from one of the buns. 'Hmmmmm, they're delicious... As always.' I smile.
The only thing I love more than baking is seeing other people like my food. Adeo eats the other cheese bun and when he's done we go upstairs to his room.
It isn't much but I like it. A bed, a desk and a chair are the only furniture, but he drew a lot of pictures and putted them on his wall. A few of them are mine, we like to draw together. Just like what were doing now. I always give him paper and pencils, because his own family can't afford that stuff.
I draw the meadow and he's drawing a mockingjay. It are his favorite animals. My sketch from the meadow isn't bad, but Adeo's mockingjay is way prettier. I look at the clock. 'Oh my god! It's almost eight! I have to go now.' 'See you tomorrow!' 'Bye'
When I'm home I apologize for being late and go to the bakery. I help my father with his cookies for an hour and then I go find my mother. I help her with some cleaning and drink some water. After that it's almost ten so I go to bed.
Hope you like it! P.s. I think I will write longer chapters after this one. Or is this a good format? Bye!