Being a girl from the Seam, I did whatever I could to protect my family. Even if it meant volunteering for, Prim, my younger sister. I wasn't confident that I could win. But I knew that my sister had to live, no matter what it took. When Effie calls Peeta Mellark's name, I immediately begin to have flash backs. I remembered seeing him around school, catching eyes with him, and most importantly, the night he saved the lives of my family as well as my own. Tossing the burnt bread my direction after receiving an injury to the face from his mother for burning them saved us.

The boy of bread is shaking my hand, looking down into my eyes. For the first time, I'm noticing how blue his eyes are. They captivate me; however, not after I realize no one volunteered to take his place. I owe this boy my life, but I never knew literally.

Over the next few days; after train rides, dress-up, interviews and meal times he stops me before I walk into my room for the night. There was no one else in the halls. Effie and Haymitch are already asleep.

"Katniss," he whispers, "have you been on the roof yet?"

I didn't expect him to ask me that. Let alone that we were able to get onto the roof. I shake my head and he leads me to it, and for the first time, I notice the stars in the Capitol. I assumed every inch of sky would e polluted with light. The heavenly bodies are beautiful, almost as beautiful as the ones back home. Then the thought hits me like a sack of bricks.

Home. I will never see it again.

"This is beautiful Peeta." Still gazing into the sky. He gives me a hug that startles me into reality. I don't wrap my arms around him and he immediately lets go. His smile leaves his face.

"What?" The tone in his voice startles me yet again.

"Nothing, I just," I look around his face, hoping the words will appear in his eyes. "I'm just scared," My own words take me off guard. The words break and are almost inaudible. As I'm yet again searching for words, he breaks the silence.

"I am too." He hugs me again and leaves me on the roof-

The next morning I wake to Effie banging on my door to get me ready for training. I take my time, but I try not to spend all morning. I walk out and I hear yelling down the hall, it's only when I hear glass break I begin to sprint towards the argument. I notice Peeta standing at one end of the table with a bleeding hand. An Avox, which is a traitor of the Capitol with their tongues removed, tending to him. He rushes out of the room with out a glance in my direction.

"What happened, Haymitch?" Who is stunned, still seated. He looks at me when my words register.

"He wants to be coached separately."

At training he doesn't come near me at all. I'm good with a bow, but I want that to be a surprise for the others. I'm not sure what Peeta is good at. However I shouldn't care because one of us has to live, and I don't want to personally kill him. When I think about it. I don't want him to die. I owe him my life and my family's lives,

It's time for the personal training session and I end up shooting an arrow in the Gamemakaers' direction. I don't hit anyone of course, but I shot the apple out of the mouth of a roasting pig.

The last interview that we have, Caesar has me talk about Prim, and I just imagine I'm talking to Cinna. Its Peeta's turn and I have no idea what he is going to talk about. Caesar immediately asks him if he has a "special girl". For some odd reason, my heart felt like it stopped beating momentarily. Peeta tells him, "Well, there is this one girl."

It takes another pause.

"I've had a crush on her ever since I can remember."

It almost stops entirely. I'm on the edge of my seat, waiting for his next set of words.

"But I'm pretty sure she didn't know I was alive until the reaping."

Oh god, poor Peeta. He clearly never got the nerve to even talk to her. But he's such a nice person. He clearly deserves anyone he wants. Caesar asks if she's taken already. Peeta's answer is slightly reliving for his sake. She's not, but apparently a lot of guys like her. I start thinking of various girls, trying to see who fits the description. No one comes to mind.

Caesar tells him, "So, here's what you do. You win, you go home. She can't turn you down then, eh?" That's it! That's how I can repay Peeta. I will make sure he makes it to the end, becomes a Victor, and he will be repaid. Peeta's face isn't reassuring my thought though. I become confused.

"I don't think it's going to work out, Winning… won't help in my case,"

Oh no

"Why ever not?" says Caesar. As confused as I was earlier.

Oh god no.

"Because…" he lifts his head. "because… she came here with me."