SWPeetaxKatnissAvatarTLA here! With ANOTHER Hunger Games story. It popped into my mind so I decided just to write it. It's my first AU so go easy on me. Here's how it is-

Peeta's father died in a mining accident when he was eleven. So he was forced to keep his brother and mother alive. He was helped by the baker's daughter, when she gave him 2 loaves of bread. But you know that story, just switched roles.

Katniss lives with her 2 sisters, mother, and mean dad. She's been in love with Peeta Mellark (I decided not change the last names.) since she was 5. Her mother pointed him out and said she was in love with his father but ran off with a seam girl. When she asked why, she responded (Can you guess) saying that when she sang, the birds stopped to listen. So in music class she heard him sing, and like the rest of the she fell in love with the loner, hunter boy. Oh and Gale? It's Delly now. Oh and she loves Peeta, too. Basically the same things except they switch lives. Oh and Katniss' dad isn't mean instead of mom. Too complicated? Just read it. OH and Peeta has 1 brother. And Katniss has 2 sisters.

Disclaimer- I do not own Hunger Games.

Katniss' POV

I was jerked awake when I felt a slap on my arm

"Get up, you piece of trash. It's time for school." Oh how nice it is to be awakened by my lovely father.

"Ugh. I'm up dad. I'm up." I say, dragging myself out of bed. As my dad walked out of the room, I put on my jeans and plain orange t-shirt.

I walked down the stairs to see my father reading his newspaper, my two annoying sisters debating which guy was cuter, while my mother was preparing our lunches.

"Katniss Everdeen, what took you so damn long?" My father raged.

"Sorry." I mumbled. I decided to skip breakfast and just grab my lunch bag.

"Bye mom. Dad." I said, making my way out the door.

I know that I would be early if I left for school now, but I didn't want to have to put up with my sisters. As I walked out of town, towards school, I spotted a blonde hair boy out of the corner of my eye.

Peeta Mellark. He was walking with his 12 year old brother, Hayden. I've loved Peeta Mellark since I was 5, when I heard him sing in class. He was unique. He had blonde hair like his mother, unlike everyone else in the Seam that has brown hair. He looks more like a town kid, as I look like a Seam kid. He was a loner and hunted to feed his family. I always heard girls giggling over him, saying how he was hot and mysterious. But I don't see him as hot or mysterious. I've always admired him for his ability to fend for his family.

I know a lot of my friends like him and attempt to flirt with him, but he just brushes them off. I've never talked to him. The only interaction I've had with him is when we were eleven, he was digging in our garbage, starving. By father has threating to call the Peacekeepers if he didn't leave. So, on purpose, I burnt two loaves of bread. I received a smack across my face, but it was worth. I walked out to supposedly give it to the pigs, but I gave it to Peeta instead.

The next day I had a black eye. I eyed him from across the courtyard, and then he turned to me. We both looked away, but I kept a little of my eye watching him. I saw him pick up a dandelion. That was really the only time we interacted.

I snapped out of my flashback when I heard my friends calling after me. I rolled my eyes as the ruler of the group, Calla, came running towards me with the other girls behind her.

"Hey Kat." I winced at the nickname.

"What up girl?" She said in a tone a little too perky.

"Oh, nothing." I shrugged.

"Okay, well I was thinking of talking to that Mellark boy today. I mean, how could he turn me down?" she said, emphasizing the me.

"Yeah, imagine that." I mumble.

"Oooh! Calla, there he is!" One girl shouted.

I looked over my shoulder to see Peeta near the six grade hall, dropping off his brother.

"Oh! I'll go talk to him!" I sighed and rolled my eyes. Yeah right. Peeta would never go for someone like Calla.

I looked at them. I couldn't hear them but by the way Calla was twirling her hair and who Peeta just shook his head and walked away, I can tell it didn't go well.

"Well?" One girl squealed.

"Oh he's just shy. He'll come around. They all do." She said with a sigh.

At that point, I couldn't take it anymore. Luckly, I spotted my friend Madge, walking across the sidewalk.

"Uh, I'll catch you guys later." I quickly shuffled towards Madge.

"Hey." I said.

"Hi." She said quietly. That's why she's a good friend. She very shy, as I am. I prefer her over my other friends.

We walks in silent until we reach the 11th grade hallways. As we were walking I spotted Peeta, yet again, sitting under a tree.

Madge noticed too, and nudged my shoulder. She knows how I feel about him, and always encourages me to talk to him. But of course I never do.

I gently nod my head side to side. She sighs and we part ways as we go to our separate classes.

After 50 minutes of boring history lectures, it was finally time to go.

While I was walking out, I saw these 3 town boys shoving Peeta, causing him to drop him books.

While everyone was laughing, I leaned down to help him.

I tried not to look into his blue eyes, afraid I'd get lost.

"Thanks." He mumbled.

"No problem." I said, getting up and walking towards the door.

"Wait!" I heard him say. I turned my head confused. He walked up right next to me.

"Uh, thanks. F-for the bread." He says. So he remembers.

"Bread? From when we were kids?"

"Yes! You saved my family's life. We would have starved." I look down, embarrassed.

"Did he hit you? You-you're dad?" He stutters

"Uh, yeah. But my sisters and I are kinda use to it." I say sadly.

"Why'd you do it? If you knew the consequences?"

"Well, I just couldn't have you starve. I mean, it's a horrendous thing."

"So you felt bad because I was just a starving Seam kid? And what do you know about starvation?" He says, his voice getting a little louder.

"No! I just didn't want you to starve! And I know plenty! I may not starve but I eat stale bread every day!" I suddenly realize I have raised my voice as well.

"Oh. Well thanks." He said. Then we walks out the door to get his brother.

It's not much, but I finally talked to Peeta Mellark. Or he talked to me.

A/N That's chapter one! Chapter 2 may be up tonight if I get enough reviews. I'll start working after I get back from family dinner. Review please! (And review if you want the Games in the story)