A/N: A new story I thought up :) hope you guys like it :)

concept: Peeta Mellark's neighbor is a Youtuber. Katniss, you make this town a lot less boring.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Hunger Games or Both of Us by Taylor Swift and B.O.B

ENJOY :)

Oh great. A new school, a new town, a new life. I'd rather have my old life back, thank you very much.

"At least in my old life I had friends. Bless Facebook." I muttered, scanning the desks for a free, and working computer.
"Now in some small town with no-one around." I rasp quietly. Finally! A free computer! I sink into the seat, sighing in comfort. I quickly logged on Facebook.
'Now I know why my parents left Vancouver when I was younger O_O' I typed. Almost immediately, Delly Cartwright responded.
'Sorry Peet :(' the comment read. I chuckled. Classic Delly.
"Small town," I grunted, fixing my backpack to the edge of the seat. A quiet, breathy laugh came from beside me. I turned my head and saw a girl, maybe the same age as me suppressing her laughter.
"Small town?" she asks, her silver eyes twinkling warmly. They're pretty. I shrug awkwardly.
"The place I lived before was bigger." I mumble. She shakes her head, suppressing more laughter and smirking slightly. Um. What did I say?
"Vancouver isn't small," She states, turning her attention back to her computer.
"Maybe the place you lived before was too big.' She added thoughtfully. I couldn't help but notice but her bobbing head and her small fingers playing notes on an imaginary guitar. I then see her bright, apple green earbuds stuck in her ears. My eyes travelled to her hair, dark brown and put in a french braid that started at her left and ended at her right where her hair continued until just above her waist. It looks soft. I'd like to see it down. I peered curiously at her computer screen and saw the title 'Viva la Vida' on Youtube. Her eyes were closed, letting me observe her long black eyelashes and her flawless olive skin. She hums to Coldplay's song happily and none of the other visitors look bothered or annoyed. If anything, they look content. The song ends and she looks to me again.
"So what school are you going to this year?" she asks curiously.
"Falcon Place." I answer nonchalantly. Her eyes widen.
"What're you doing there?" she sputters.
"That place is way too dodgey to take seriously. You sit on the floor, your desk is a ragged piece of slate and you're guaranteed a fight every single day." She whispers in a shaky voice. Great. Now I can add 'scary school' to my list.
"Where are you going?" I ask curiously. I haven't explored the neighborhood yet.
"Aderyn Park. I'm already recommended for the music program and a few of the teams already." She admits proudly.
"Huh."
"Yeah."
"You smart?" I ask. The girl shrugs timidly.
"I've got a 97 percent grade average in all my classes last year." She mumbles, fidgeting with her hands. My eyes widen. Are you freaking kidding me?
"Even PE?" I ask incredulously.
"98 percent in the seventh grade. I'm on softball, archery and track." She says quietly.
"Is Aderyn an Inter-A or exclusive school or something?" I ask. She shakes her head. Huh. I thought she'd be snooty with her grades.
"Inter-A is overrated. And plus, you have to be top-notch for that. Mainstream is more fun."
"Huh. You're weird," she scrunches her nose.
"In a good way." I reassure. She looks satisfied.
"Good." Huh. I guess she likes being weird.
"What's your name?" I hadn't asked earlier.
"Katniss Everdeen. How 'bout you?"
"Peeta Mellark."
"Nice to meet you, Peeta."
"You too, Katniss."
We chat for a while, forgetting our computers completely. I learn that Katniss has more friends that are boys than girls, and that her fingers are (freakishly) double jointed. I watch just the top of her finger curl downwards while the rest of her finger stays straight. I shudder. I also learn that she lives with Gale Hawthorne, because her mom and dad died in a car accident. I talk to her about my mom and dad (how my mom is getting more pleasant everyday and my dad is getting more happy everyday) we walk down the street and to my house which is still being furnished with our stuff.
"this is your house?" she asks, surprised. I nod. She smiles. She runs into the next house over and she looks out a window just in front of mine.
"Looks like we're neighbors!" she shouts from the second floor. I laugh and go to my window. We open the window and laugh.
"Awesome." I remark. Her room is painted a pale green and I see a piano and guitar in the corner. We play a little badminton and throw around a frisbee while she sneakily informs me about the neighborhood. There's a park just across the street, a pub (great. Drunks.) and how there's one angry couple just beside my house who hangs their socks on bushes and call her "that annoying girl a few doors down." We chat and play around until my brother, Andrew calls me in, and a boy maybe two years older calls Katniss in.
"Well, later neighbor." She says cheerily before yelling,
"I'm coming Gale!" and runs into her house with a cute wave. I step into our house and we eat some pizza Andrew ordered and I make my way to my room. Opening my window and I see Katniss with her hair down. She's so pretty. Anyway, she's dancing gracefully with a violin in her hand and singing. Although I can't hear her. I chuckle and keep my blinds up. I fall onto my bed, and typing some stuff into Youtube. And suddenly, I see a cover of Both of Us by B.O.B and Taylor Swift with 2 million views and 99 percent thumbs up. The username is 'KatonFire' and it couldn't be. I sneak a look at Katniss still dancing with the violin in hand and glance at the cover. Shakily, I click the thumbnail and I'm surprised to see my new friend and neighbor flicker to life on my laptop screen.

"It's Katniss!' she greets happily. Her guitar is in hand and she sits on the bed criss0cross in the video. She starts strumming gracefully.

I wish I was strong enough to lift not one but both us
Someday I will be strong enough to lift not one but both of us

She starts. My jaw drops. Her voice is so beautiful. I hear the birds go silent outside of the window.

Ever thought about losing it?
When your money is all gone and you lose your whip
You might lose your grip
When the landlord tell you that you're due for rent
And the grass so green on the other side
Make you wanna make a run straight through the fence
Open up the fridge about 20 times
But still can't find no food in it
That's foolishness

Her voice changes to a more playful tone at the rap. She says the verse so easily, and I can understand every word.

And sometimes I wonder
All we care so much about the way we look
And the way we talk, and the way we act
And the clothes we bought, how much that cost?
Does it even really matter?
Cuz if life is an uphill battle,
We all try to climb on the same old ladder
In the same boat with the same old paddle

Her voice remains strong.

Why so shallow, I'm just asking
What's the pattern to the madness?
Everybody in a #1 draft pick
Most of us ain't Hollywood actors
But if it's all for one, and one for all
Then maybe one day we all can ball
Do it one time for the underdogs
Sincerely yours, from one of y'all

Her voice goes back to graceful when she reaches the chorus.

I wish I was strong enough to lift not one but both us
Someday I will be strong enough to lift not one but both of us

I can feel your pain,
I can feel your struggle
You just want to live
But everything so low,
That you can drown in the puddle
That's why I gotta hold us up
Yeah hold us up
For all the times no one ever spoke for us
So every single time that they play this song
You can say that, "that's what Katniss sang for us"

She changed "Bobby Ray wrote" to "Katniss sang" That's so cute.

When the tides get too high
And the sea up underneath get so deep
And you feel like you're just another person
Getting lost in the crowd
Way up high in the nosebleeds
Because we've both been there
Yeah both of us
But we still stand tall
With our shoulders up

And even though we always against the odds
These are the things that have molded us
And if life hadn't chosen us
Sometimes I wonder
Where I would have wound up
Cuz if it was up to me
I would make a new blueprint
Then build it from the ground up
Hey, but if its all for one
And One for all
Then maybe one day
We all could ball
Do it one time for the underdogs
From Katniss E to all of y'all

I wish I was strong enough to lift not one but both us
Someday I will be strong enough to lift not one but both of us

And she ends the song with a note that makes my heart shatter with joy. Oh my god. I love this town. The birds are still silent. I glance at my neighbor who is currently laughing with a girl who must be her sister, and smile.

Katniss, you make this town a lot less boring.