Author's note : Hi, i'm french and this is my first Hunger games fanfiction. I tried by mes best and I hope you'll enjoy it. I don't have a beta so please be aware , english is not my native language . I hope my characters won't be too much OCC.

Disclaimer : Hunger games don't belong to me . it belongs to Suzanne Collins .

Summary : In book 1 , Katniss said she tried to thank Peeta for the bread but never succeed to do it. Here is the story of her multiples failures about it.

Chaper one.

13 years old Katniss' pov.

Yesterday was the reaping day. I went to hunt early this morning. I 'm not in a good mood because even if I 'm "safe" now, in district 12, another girl and boy weren't so lucky. It 's not the only reason for my bad mood. Last year after my first reaping day, I made a promise to myself:

"Next year, if we both survive the reaping day. I 'll have to thank him for the bread " "Him" is Peeta Mellark.

I sigh. A very simple promise. Yet a very complicated one, when you are a non social girl like me . But since I don't like to have debts and my father always taught me to be polite here I am, waiting for him, outside of our school. I know he is still inside because each Monday, he goes to the painting club. In ten minutes, he 'll be here. I start to feel nervous as hell just as the thought . I have no choice anyway. There are no better moment to talk to him because , he always comes back at his home alone since none of his friends are into painting, it seems.

I'm sitting on a park bench , few meters away from the main school door. I'm angry with myself. Really it shouldn't be such a big deal. Just " thank you for the bread you gave me last year , bye " . The ten minutes goes by so fast and here he is on his approach to the door. He is going to see I'm here in a few seconds. I gulped. My heart is starting to race a little faster than usual and I'm really mad at this organ right now. Because seriously like I said it's not a big deal. I start to feel like when I'm in a hunt but , I'm not the hunter here, I feel more like the pray. He spotted me. Now I'm sure because he is looking at me . He seems confused. This is ridiculous. He probably has no idea who I am and why I'm here. He surely forgot. I notice he is walking toward me very slowly and unsure. Maybe I should wave at him? Then I wave in his direction. Now I can see the surprise in his incredible blue eyes. He seems to walk faster now and then, suddenly he is adressing me a dazzling smile . That smile scared me to death . One word : Panic. "I'm not ready" I thought. I need an escape very quick. I glance here and there I Can't believe it when I spot Gale who is with his friends exiting from an house.

"Gale " I scream . I stand up quickly and run toward him and his friends. I 'm safe now .I quickly glanced back at Peeta. I shouldn't have. He looks shocked. But he is not the only one being shocked by my behaviour. Gale 's eyes are wide open. Usually I stay away from him when he is with his friends.

" Catnip?" He says with surprise.

"Hey Gale, I just wanted to say hi " Oh my , I feel so bad right now for Peeta. Did I just looked like I humiliated him?

Gale starts to introduce me to his friends. But I barely pay attention to their names. I'm so ashamed for being a coward. Why the hell did I panicked? Peeta Mellark was no threat to me. I own him my life and my family's life as well. I'm a true moron sometimes.

The next day I wasn't surprised to understand that Peeta Mellark was avoiding me like I was the worst creature in the world. Next year, I promised to myself, after the reaping day if we both survived it. I'll give it a try again.

End of chapter 1

Bonus Peeta 's pov.

What an horrible day it was for me. I lay down on my bed unable to find sleep. I was really stupid to think she was waiting for me and waving at me. Of course she was waiting for the Hawthorne 's boy and waving at him. I sigh deeply. I sure looked like a moron . What an humiliation.

I will never forgive me for that day. The day I threw her the breads. I should have give it to her , no, I was too scared about my mother, so I threw it at her like she was a pig. She has every reason to ignore me or look away when I'm looking at her. I'm the worst seriously. Tomorrow I will make myself invisible to her I don't want her to hate me more than she is already.

Hope you liked it.