Millennium was screaming bloody murder. Callum was stuffing his face with chocolate he wasn't supposed to be eating. Peeta was fast asleep. But Katniss still loved life. Why shouldn't she? Sure, there were many things to mourn over, and she did mourn, but she didn't let the mourning take over her ice. She had an amazing husband, and two beautiful little nudged Peeta awake, saying "I think yoke had your share of rest, now come and help me". He laughed, and stood up, grimacing when his leg hurt.
"Take your medicine for it, I'm so sorry its been hurting so much in the past few days" said Katniss, noticing the pain he was in. He gave her a tight smile, and pecked her on the cheek.
"Milly darling, whats wrong" Katniss asked, finally deciding to deal with the problem at hand.
"Theres school tomorrow!" her oldest child wailed. Katniss laughed.
"Millennium Mallark, when will you become the mature five year old I know you can be?" Katniss said, scooping her daughter up in her arms.
"Never, if it means I have to go to school!" Said Millennium, sounding very sure of herself. Katniss just hugged her tighter. She remembered her own school days, how much shed disliked them, mainly because she had only one friend… Her school days had been very hard times. But it was just the opposite for Milly. She had flocks of friends, and she was rather spoiled by her father. Katniss kissed her daughters forehead, and put her down.
"Run upstairs and finish your homework, and then come right back down for supper" she told her. Milly frowned, but obeyed.
"Ill cook tonight!" Peeta called from their kitchen.
"As long as it not anything like that disgusting soup you made on friday!" Katniss called back. She heard him laugh. She smiled. Life was good.
END of chapter one