Hi Loveys!

This is my first time writing a fanfiction so please bear with me! I got the idea for this recently after skimming a few fanfictions, but don't worry it isn't a knock-off for someone else's work. I'm trying my best to be 100% original. Please comment any constructive criticism, your opinions on the characters(who won't all have the same personality as in the books) and plot, and any ideas or requests for the drama/plot.

Lastly I, sadly, did not write the Hunger Games Trilogy. All characters and districts/capitol belong to Suzanne Collins. All I own is the plot!

So without further ado, I give you the first chapter...

I laced up my combat boots and made sure the edge of my socks stuck out the top. Taking one final look in the mirror I went through my check list; black beanie, check, sweatshirt, check, leggings, check, make-up, okay...ish..., hair, eh... It'll do. I tucked a stray piece of brown hair behind my ear, took a deep breath, grabbed my bag and my favorite mug filled with some tea, and headed out the door to the bus stop.

Two guys and a girl were already there when I arrived. Both of the boys were tall and muscular, but that's as far as the resemblance went. One had short blonde hair and icey blue eyes with a threatening facade that caused a chill to run down my spine. The other boy, however, had messy brown hair, bright green eyes, and the goofiest grin plastered across his face. He and the girl were clearly twins, almost identical, even she had a bit of a boxy figure with very slight curves. When side by side they looked almost identical except for her long hair that was swept up into a pony tail, her short stature of roughly 5'2", and the permanent scowl imprinted on her delicate face.

I awkwardly shifted my feet then promptly said "hi," before taking a sip of my tea. After a moment of awkward silence in which they realized my presence I received a half-hearted nod from tall, blonde, and brutal and a flirtatious "'sup gorgeous?" ,accompanied by wiggling of the eyebrows and an eye roll, courtesy of the girl, from the dark haired one. I, being the delicate sweet heart I am cocked my hip and flipped him off. After our brief exchange the girl sized me up, cocked her head to one side, smirked,and said, "I like her." in very matter of fact way.

I smiled slightly and was quick to reply "I prefer Katniss,"

She in turn nodded and simply said "clove." before turning point at the blonde "That's Cato, and that one is my idiot brother Marvel." She said gesturing over her shoulder at the other boy.

This quickly caused and indignant "Hey!" to erupt from Marvel, who soon found himself being smacked upside the head by his oh so loving sister.

"Play nice Clover..." Cato intervened the looming argument with a smirk.

"Yeah lucky charms..." Marvel added in, causing the rest of us to giggle, even Clove (who was desperately trying to hide her amusement). He also earned himself a swift punch in the gut.

The bus came screeching to a halt and the door swung open effortlessly, unlike the one back on the school bus in district 12 that screamed in agony as it wrenched open. The bus, which was an unfortunate shade of green, had a white stripe across the side that said: "Capitol Boarding School Freshman". As we all clambered onto the bus I caught sight of a fiery red-head sprinting out the door of a neighboring house with a pink book-bag swinging wildly at her side. She hurtled towards the bus as a slew of curses tumbled effortlessly out of her mouth.

"I was wondering when she'd realize it's Monday..." Clove said seemingly to herself, but soon a chorus of giggles found itself erupting from the surrounding seats. I smirked and silently chuckled to myself,, shaking my head. In my head I was secretly praying that I'd replace the dark-haired girl currently sitting next to Clove someday and be accepted into her group of friends, because to be honest most of the other kids looked like snobby bitches or total douche bags.

The red-head gracefully leaped onto the bus and panted a breathy "Sorry Tim!" to the bus driver. She quickly walked down the aisle and plopped down next to a tall, blonde girl. I then glanced over my shoulder and noticed that I was sitting next to yet another muscular boy, but this one had hair so dark it was on the verge of black and his face was scrunched into a look of total concentration. When I turned back to the rest of the bus the red-head was having her hair put into intricate braids by the blonde and was talking to someone. "So you must be new here, I'm Marissa, but most of my friends call me fox-face," she said with an adorable giggle. I swear she was looking right at me, maybe she's talking to the boy behind me. However, he was still preoccupied with whatever he was doing. Then I realized she was talking to me and how stupid I must having looked glancing around.

I flushed a light pink before I replied "Katniss, my name's Katniss."

"Yeah I overheard Cato speaking to Glimmer," she said gesturing carelessly to the girl who was braiding her hair, "She moved her this Summer from district one, where are you from?"

"I'm from district twelve," I said, just waiting for her to look at me with a condescending nature, but she didn't

"Oh, so that's like really far out! I moved here when I was three so I don't remember where I'm from, I never thought to ask my mom." she said with a shrug.

"Gale is the one sitting next to you," She said before leaning in closer to whisper, "He's kinda one of those rebel without a cause types, but overall a pretty cool guy," "The one sitting next to Cato is finnick; the hottest, flirtiest, most available boy in school!" She said in a hushed, yet animated voice nodding to one of the most gorgeous boys I've ever seen. He casually flipped his fluffy, sandy blonde hair and winked at her with his mysterious dark-green eyes, this caused a nervous giggle to burst from the back of her throat and a pale scarlet flush to spread across her cheeks. Once she recovered from her brief paralysis, she turned to me and continued on pointing to the girl seated next to Clove "That's Johanna, she and Clove have been best friends since pre-K, oh and the one sitting alone is Peeta. He's nice enough but really quiet. Johanna and he are pretty close though...".

I turned my gaze back to her and my gaze swept over her features. You could easily understand where her nickname comes from. The red-hair, the delicate curve of her nose, the mischievous glint of in her eye, and that sly smile that graced her features, yet somehow she was strikingly beautiful. Like a fox.

By the end of the ride to my home for the next few months I learned several things; that no one else on the bus ride was worth mentioning, this boarding school was so exclusive that they only needed one bus to transport all of the 40 something students in the freshman class, and her ex-boyfriend Thresh, who apparently was not one of those worth mentioning, is a total prick and that she had just been waiting for the 'right moment' to break it off when he had "the nerve" to break up with her first.

Thank you so much for taking the time to read this! Remember to review and leave ideas, critiques, etc.!