Hey everyone! So, this is my first story I have posted to this site. I have written a few others for different sites, but this is my first Hunger Games one. I'd love to know what you all think of this so reviews are excellent :)!

I got this idea while reading the book. I always wondered what was inside that boy Peeta's head! He's such an interesting character so I thought it would be really fun to write from his point of view! Also, I got the title of this story from the song Chances by Five for Fighting. Funny how after you read this book so many things relate to it, haha!

I know this is short, but I promise they will hopefully get longer if I get enough feedback. Now you may enjoy!

Chances are when said and done

Who'll be the lucky ones

Who make it all the way?

Though you say I could be your answer

Nothing lasts forever

No matter how it feels today

- Five for Fighting

I in no way own The Hunger Games or any of the characters. This is simply a spinoff from the book with my own imagination. Thanks!

Chapter 1- The Beginning

I scan the crowd of familiar faces.

The thought of how only one will survive never crosses my mind. I'm just looking for her, looking for the only thing that that truly matters to me at this moment. Katniss.

We're not side by side on our metal stands, waiting for the 74th Hunger Games to kickoff. No, we're separated by bloodthirsty Career's just itching to get there hands on something, or should I say someone. Chills run down my spine at the thought, I shake my head to rid of the images and that's when I see her.

I almost wave when I see her down the line from me, then I remember where I was. Waving often refers to "happy to see you," and trust me , I am not happy to see Katniss here in this arena with me. She needs to be safe at home in District 12, to give me an opportunity to win this and see her again! But, unfortunately that can't be the case.

I watch as her eyes narrow at something around the Cornucopia. I follow her gaze and tense up when I see it. A bow and a sheath of arrows.

No Katniss, no! I scream in my head, hoping she could hear me.

She's going to go against what Haymitch told us, and run straight into the bloodbath. Can't say this surprises me though. I mean it's Haymitch and Katniss, you do the math. I actually want to laugh as I replay the many arguments I've heard between these too, they surely didn't leave me deprived of entertainment on the train ride here.

I was quickly pulled out of my thoughts as she turned in my direction, with a steady watch on those bow and arrows out of the corner of her eye.

Don't do it. I shake my head at her, hoping she might listen if it's coming from me. However, it's too late.

The gong sounds, 74th Hunger Games has begun.

I watch, unable to move as Katniss sprints towards the weapon that is so rightfully her's.

What are you doing? I yell in my mind as she stops to pick up a bright, and I mean very bright, orange backpack.

My brain finally signals my legs to move and I run towards Katniss. I can hear Haymitch now " A bloodbath isn't a bakery, run boy!" I push Haymitch's voice out of my mind as I near Katniss.

Freeze. My body freezes as I witness the first kill. Blood spews over Katniss's face from the District 9 boy, this doesn't faze her though. She immediately turns directions and runs straight into the woods.

Atta girl, Katniss! A smile spreads over my lips.

Suddenly, hands are being forced onto my back. Shoving me to the ground with one aggressive push.

This is it, this is where I die. I love you, Katniss. Is all I think as I brace myself for impact.

" Stay on the ground, Lover Boy! " An angry voice scowled at me.

I looked up to see Cato standing over me, with Clove, Marvel, and Glimmer behind him.

" What would you say if we offered you a deal?" Cato said with a boyish grin on his face.

" I-"

" Wrong! Listen Love Boy, here's the deal. Lead us to the girl, or we kill you." Now is when I notice his sword being drawn from behind his back.

There's a chance, a small chance, that if we can find Katniss that maybe I can save her by getting her to run far away from us. Or if it comes down to Cato's sword and Katniss, there's no doubt I'd jump in the middle of that.

" You're time is running out, answer!" He says, kicking rocks at my face.

" I'll do it. I'll bring you to Katniss." I say as aggressively as possible.

The group chuckles when Cato holds one finger towards me.

" One rule. No funny business, you got it? Or believe me, I'll hunt you down Lover Boy."

A smirk plasters his face as he yanks me up off the ground. " To the woods?"

I answer hesitantly. " To the woods."

" I'll protect you, Katniss. I promise." And with that we're dashing off into the woods.