A/N Heyyy so this is my first FF and i have a lot planed for it. Please review and tell me what you think!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own The Hunger Games but if i did Peeta would be all mine!
It has been 10 years since Prim got reaped. 10 years since I volunteered to take her place in the games. 9 years since the Quarter Quell. 9 years since I became the Mockingjay. 9 years since the last time I saw my sister. 9 years since I saw Gale. Tomorrow a news cast is coming over to do an inter view with Peeta and me. They gave us a list of questions they would be asking, one of them is how has your life changed in the past 10 years? That is a hard question to give a short answer to. In the past 10 years I have married Peeta. We now have to kids a girl who is eight her name is Cara then we have a son who is four his name is Levi. We moved into my house in Victor's Village. But I will probably just say "It's changed a lot and for the better too." It's true it has changed for the better. My prep team will be coming today so I decide to get out of bed and take a shower. I put on a dark green t-shirt and some shorts. I walk down the stairs to see Peeta and the kids making breakfast. When Peeta sees me he smiles and says "Morning, I-we are making your favorite, eggs, hash browns, cheese buns, and hot chocolate." Even in the middle of one of the hottest summers district twelve has ever had I still love hot chocolate. "I see that, it smells amazing," I say rubbing my stomach "I'm helping!" I hear Levi squeal from behind Peeta. "Me too," Cara says in a voice that sounds like it belongs on a person way younger then her. "Well thank you all very much," I say with a small smile. "And it's done," Peeta says filling four plates with the deliciousness we sit down at the table and eat. When were almost done the door bell rings. Who would ring the doorbell? We rarely ever get visitors and when we do they usually just walk in. Then I remember that my prep team is coming today. I get up and go to the door and when I see who it is I can barely breath. The person standing in front of me isn't my prep team nor has he ever been part of it. It's been a long time since I've seen him he's gotten taller and has longer hair then the last time I saw him.
"Gale."