Hunger Games Fanfiction

Chapter 1

(Katniss POV)

"Finn, hurry up!"

Stupid Finnick, thinking that he could get up at 11:23am and still be ready to leave at 11:40am. "Shut it Kat. I'm almost ready. They won't care if we're a few minutes."

Yes, the gang won't care if we're late, it's not even a big deal, just friends having a day out at the park... but I care if we're late. Finn may be my twin brother but sometimes I think that he doesn't get me at all.

Two minutes later and Finn is skipping down the small flight of stairs of our apartment and striding over to where I stand. A goofy smile is etched on his tanned face. I scowl, which just makes him chuckle. "Awh Kat you love me really. I mean who couldn't, one glance at this hunk and I send girls flying." He motions with his hand to his light blue, t-shirt covered chest.

I cringe. "Finn, really?"

"What?" he asks innocently, grabbing a slice of toast.

"I'm your sister and you're basically talking about girls wanting to sex you up. You really do disturb me sometimes."

He laughs at my joking awkwardness. I've grown up with Finn being my "other-half" as people say, I could never feel uncomfortable around him. Even in his cocky, sex moods. We may be twins but to be honest, we act and look nothing alike. When I was bored a few days ago, I even made a list of differences.

FINNICK EVERDEEN/ ODAIR

Overall absolutely beautiful.

Lightly tanned.

Tall (6'2)

Muscular.

Athletic.

Green eyes.

Lightly waved bronze-coloured hair.

Cocky.

Sexy.

Smiley.

BEST BROTHER EVER!

KATNISS EVERDEEN/ HAWTHORNE (me)

Olive skinned.

Medium height (5'6).

Skinny.

Lanky.

Grey eyes.

Straight, long, brown hair (usually in a braid).

Shy around strangers.

Over-protective.

Natural face in a scowl.

Loner.

Overall… a total bitch.

These lists could go on for pages but the outcome will always be the same, Finn always being the loving, handsome, sweet guy and me being the grumpy, ugly, loner gal. To be honest I wouldn't have it any other way. I have a some great friends, who I love. And have the greatest "boyfriend" ever?

Gale Hawthorne. He brings out the best and worst out of me. I've known him since Finn and I were six and both our Dad's died in an oil rig explosion. Him and I have been best friends ever since. He comforted me when I was lonely and scared. Gave Finn and I shelter and love when we needed it most and most of all gave us the greatest friend ever.

He is two years older than us, being eighteen and starting university. I love him dearly and I owe him so much. That's the only reason I agreed to become his girlfriend. Many a people have told me that he has had a crush on me for years but I always ignored them. He's Gale. My best friend/ brother, I can never think of him in that way truly. He asked me to go to a dance with him as his girlfriend around a year ago and all I could do was say yes. If it makes him happy then I'm glad to do it. I can't owe him enough, it's the only way to repay him. I must be a pretty good actress as everyone in our little group of friends believe me when I say I love him. Everyone except Finn. When I told him that I was Gale's girlfriend he just laughed saying "poor you, never been the greatest of actresses."
He see's straight through the façade. That's one of the reasons that Finn secretly hates Gale. He is obviously very grateful for Gale and will quite happily talk to him when other people are around but the list of reasons for hating Gale just keeps getting longer and longer. Something is going to happen between them is going to happen soon. I just hope its nothing serious.

I've always been the sort've person who doesn't rely on another guy except for my brother. I don't need a boyfriend to be happy. I can't rely on another guy.

I'm broken. The traumas in my life are too large, too many.

I had a perfectly normal life with my parents and twin brother, till the age of six. The day the phone rang and I watched as my mother crumpled to the ground sobbing and screaming. The day my father's life was taken in an explosion. The whole family loved him so much. He was an inspiration. A lot like Finn, just without the fact that he didn't ooze sex. I remember him taking me to a wide open meadow with a stream at the back of our old house. He walked us to school and read us bedtime stories. Sang in the most beautiful voice, when we were sad. Comforted my mother when she got depressed. He made our lives complete. Then he was taken from the world and everything good was taken with him. I can hardly remember life before the age of six but I do remember life being happy and without fear and sadness.

Mother made us move to Aberdeen, Scotland to make a new start. I had hardly heard of the country named "Scotland" and moving here wasn't the best decision mother made. She wanted to get away from father, from a life of happiness she will never get back.

Her best friend from university lives in Aberdeen and offered for us to stay with her and her four children, whilst we look for an apartment. Hazelle, my Mother's friend is also Gale's Mum. It was fine for a few years. I don't remember almost any of it, only feeling alone and watched as my mother's sanity slowly left her body.

We found a suitable flat after a month of staying with the Hawthornes. None of us were happy though. Routine. That's all. Seven year old's shouldn't have a permanent schedule of every day. Get up, go to school, come home, homework, eat (very little), chores, talk, go to sleep.

Life was exactly that. Finn and I were amazingly close though. Neither of us were totally alone. We kept to ourselves. Gale talked to us after school and would visit regularly but when he got to high school, we didn't see him so much. High School was the turning point. Gale incorporated us into his group of friends that we are still friends with. The group includes Finn and I, Gale, Cato, Clove, Glimmer, Madge and Annie. They were all great people but as years went on, some became less so. Madge and Annie are great and I'm closest to them two. Annie Odair is quite and shy and is also Finn's true love. They've been together for two years and they fit so perfectly. I'm so happy for him. He got to be with the person wanted to be with. Whilst I have to pretend to be popular Gale's. My heart lies else where though. Only Finn knows him. No one else I know knows him. He lives twenty miles away but is always there. He fills the hole in my heart.

The boy with the bread. Peeta Mellark.