Well, hello there! This is my first story not including Percabeth *sob*, but don't worry, I have a story for the next cutest couple, Katniss and Peeta! Hopefully you'll enjoy it! Review please!
Chapter 1: How it all Started
Here I was, on the first day if school. Of course, this all happened when I was five, but I can still remember every moment to the smallest detail. Katniss calls this a remarkable memory, but I call it remembering the most important things in my life.
I was on my way to school, walking with my father. He was the owner of my family's bakery, and I would like to say I got my mad baking skills from him, but Katniss says I'm way over my head. I don't know how I put up with Katniss's stubbornness, but that's why I love her.
Arriving at the school, my dad grabs me by my shoulders and started saying something, "Now son, before you head in there, I want to show you someone." He let go of my shoulders and then pointed briefly to a woman with what I think was her daughter my age in front of her.
"See that little girl? I wanted to marry her mother, but she ran off with a coal miner."
Hmm, a miner? I never thought a woman in their mind would want to marry a miner. Well, I shouldn't complain. A hunter got together with me, a baker. Now I should continue the story, as Katniss is complaining about all the side-notes.
I remember easily, as I said, "A coal miner? Why did she want a coal miner if she could've had you?"
Now, you probably know what happens next. My father looked at me in the eyes and said, "Because when he sings... even the birds stop to listen." Now that seem far-fetched. Did the birds really stop to listen? That must've been cool. No wonder Katniss's mom married that singer/miner.
Now, this part, I never told anyone until now. Smiling, my father finally said, "True love my boy. Something you'll soon find out in the future." Of course, being my young self, I didn't understand any of that love stuff. Heck, I probably don't even know all the basics now. Now I know it's true as Katniss is laughing at my last sentence. Should I even be in the same room as her while I write this? Turns out I shouldn't, because Katniss just left. Well, that comes to show that never write what're you doing otherwise bad things would happen.
Continuing onto the story, I walked into the classroom and saw that woman's daughter again. She was wearing two braids with a red plaid dress, which looked very cute on her. As a five year old, I don't even know I had these feelings for a girl so early in age? I sat next to some of my father's friends sons and we watched the teacher, who just walked into the room. I don't quite remember the name of teacher, as I said, I only remember things important in my life.
Now, I didn't expect to sing on the first day of school, but I guess that's what the teacher wanted to do. She asked, "Who knows the Valley Song?" Instantly, the girl in the red dress raised her hand in the air. I guessed that singing ran down in the generation. Everyone fell silent when she raised her hand, you could hear a pin drop.
The teacher looked happy to see someone who knew the Valley Song, she hoisted the girl onto a stool. The teacher asked for the name of the girl. The girl quickly replied, "Katniss."
"Well Katniss," the teacher started, "why don't you sing the valley song for us?"
Katniss blushed, like she didn't want to sing, but I secretly wanted her to sing. As Katniss gave in, she started singing the Valley Song:
'Down in the valley, the valley so low
Hang your head over, hear the wind blow
Hear the wind blow, dear, hear the wind blow;
Hang your head over, hear the wind blow.
Roses love sunshine, violets love dew,
Angels in Heaven know I love you,
Know I love you, dear, know I love you,
Angels in Heaven know I love you.
If you don't love me, love whom you please,
Throw your arms 'round me, give my heart ease,
Give my heart ease, dear, give my heart ease,
Throw your arms 'round me, give my heart ease.
Build me a castle, forty feet high;
So I can see her as she rides by,
As she rides by, dear, as she rides by,
So I can see her as she rides by.
Write me a letter,'Send it by mail,
Send it in care of Birmingham Jail,
Birmingham Jail, love, Birmingham Jail,
Send it in care of Birmingham Jail'
I swear, all of the birds stopped down to listen. It was so beautiful. I wanted to listen to it another time, but of course I couldn't. Maybe later I could convine Katniss to sing it to me. Ever since she sang that, I couldn't stop thinking about her. I never talked to Katniss until the reaping, but I did watch her every day after school. I know that sounds creepy, but I really liked her. Although I never really talked to her... But I guess it worked out for the better. I mean, look at us now.
Signing off now,
Peeta
