Hey guys! So this is the first chapter of my new hunger games fanfic(obviously) If you have ideas for some of the tributes or people of District 12 please review this! Also review if you like it I'd love to have some feedback! Thanks!

The ground was soft and wet with dew. I laid my head down on a particularly soft spot near a group of flowers.

I spotted some iris flowers, where my name had come from. Maybe that's why I always found them so beautiful. This seemed like a very peaceful place to die. They reminded me of home, which was so close but so far away at the same time. I knew that I would not be returning. I just hoped my family would be okay.

I love you, mom and dad. I'm so sorry I couldn't say goodbye one more time.

I placed a hand lightly on my stomach. It growled loudly, like a vicious animal. When was the last time I had eaten? I couldn't even remember. And whenever it was, I had certainly had no more than a chunk of bread that my friend Peeta had gave me. My mouth watered at the thought.

I felt myself getting weaker and weaker, even though I was just lying down.

Please God, just end it now, I thought. I'm ready to die.

The iris flowers were so beautiful. I'm glad they were there for me to focus on as I withered away, and not my extreme hunger.

Just then I heard faint sounds of someone walking towards me. Their boots were making squishy noises that let me hear them approaching.

"Hello?" Then I felt the person shaking me. I couldn't muster up the strength to even sit up.

"Leave," I managed to croak out. "Let me die in peace."

I heard them sigh and look around. What were they doing? I'd just told them to leave me alone!

Then there was a noise from a knife ripping something. What seemed like a lifetime passed, and then the person rolled me over to face them.

It was a girl who looked about my age-fifteen. She was thin and bony just like me. I guess everyone in District 12 is like that-it's hard to avoid when you have virtually nothing to eat.

"What is your name?" She looked very sympathetic.

"Iris."

Then the girl showed me some meat that she must have just cleaned. The smell was amazing-better than anything I'd ever smelled in my life. I would have fought the girl for it-if I had any strength left. Instead I just sighed longingly.

"Well Iris," she said. "My name is Katniss. And I'm willing to bet you want some of this deer."

She was offering me food? But…I didn't even know her! Usually if anyone has food like that, they eat it all themselves. It's very rare to even have the chance, though.

"Yes." I was practically trembling. "Badly."

Katniss then ripped off a chunk of the deer meat and put it in my hand.

"Eat up. Then you should be getting back to your family, Iris."

I felt my hope rising up. This was the largest portion I'd ever had. The entire chunk was gone in what must have been seconds. I felt better already, though of course I still wanted much more. I looked at the girl again, trying not to be pushy but desperately hoping she'd help me out again.

"Have another piece," she said. She wasn't very smiley, but that hardly mattered. This was the nicest thing anyone had ever done for me.

"Thank you," I whispered, gnawing into the second piece. I was almost satisfied then, which was saying something.

Katniss helped me stand up again. With some food in me, I noticed her appearance more.

She had long reddish-brown hair that was tied back in a braid. Her face was very narrow and her electric blue eyes stood out against her pale skin. She was holding the rest of the dear meet and had a set of bow and arrows slung across her back. I then realized she was the daughter of one of the men that died in that miner accident a few years ago. I had seen her in the Justice Building, trying hard not to show emotion. I instantly felt for the girl…she had had a rough life.

Although regular life in District 12 is no picnic either.