Chapter One

A New Start

My name is Katniss Everdeen. I'm 17 years old. My father died ten years ago. I have abandonment issues.

I was never the type to get along with just anyone. The only people I truly care about right now is my mother and sister, Prim.

It's my last year of high school. I'm transferring from District 4 to 12. Long gone are the days of sandy shores. District 12 does not uphold the best reputation, but it does have beautiful forests.

My mother is a nurse. She lost her job, so the next best thing was moving to 12. She originally lived here and it's where she met dad. They both wanted to get away from their family, so they moved to District 4 to start their own. Now my dad is dead, and my Mom's only family is her decaying dad, my grandfather.

I'm going to be the only new student in the senior class. Therefore, all eyes are on me. The typical new girl scene in all the stories. Except I'm not nervous. Not yet at least.

I'm just dreading it.

Making friends hasn't always been my strong suit. I have Resting Bitch Face, a cruel condition that god bestowed on me. It doesn't help that my tone is a bit rude. I'm not very trusting of people. Not ever since my one best friend betrayed me.

We're not getting into that story just yet.

Moving wasn't hard. We just packed everything into the truck that Mom drives. Prim went with her, and I followed them in my own car. District 12 was only 4 hours away, surprisingly. It always looked farther on the maps.

Our neighborhood is called the "Victor's Village", the richer side of the district. Our family was once dirt poor until mom's career took off. Ever since, we've been living decently, even after dad died. All the houses look identical, but nevertheless are still beautiful. I take in the scenery of the area and I'm satisfied. It's not the beach in District 4, but I can live with it.

I carry my boxes upstairs to my room and slowly start to unpack. The large furniture was delivered the day before, so my bed and desk are already placed. I start to fold my clothes and place them into my dresser and/or my closet. Prim occasionally peaks her head in through the door to see her big sister's room. As I finish unpacking the last of the clothes, I look up towards the window and see a guy. He's obviously my next door neighbor, and our rooms are across from each other.

I mentioned that these houses looked identical right? It's no wonder our room has the same layout and window placement.

I decide to put up my curtain so this guy doesn't think I'm a creep peering into his room and vice versa. I think he saw me put the curtain up, but I pay no mind to it. I have to help the rest of my household unpack.

The rest of the evening goes by smoothly and soon I'm off to my bedroom. I dim the lights down in my room, not wanting to be swallowed by the darkness just yet. I pick up a textbook on my desk and bring it with me into my bed. I'm not exactly an overachiever at school, but I don't like to look stupid either.

As I'm catching up on quadratic formulas, I hear a tap on my window. At first I dismiss miss it, figuring it's just the wind but I hear the tap again. And again.

And again.

Finally, I push my book to the side and walk to my window. I move the curtain to the side, only to be faced with the bluest eyes I've ever seen. He motions for me to lift the window up so I hesitantly do it. He climbs through it and laughs at himself.

I'm still trying to figure out why the hell this guy is here.

And why did I even let him in?

He looks at me and shows off the biggest grin. He holds his hand out to shake mine.

"Hey, I'm Peeta."

Hello! I'm MissAuthorChick, or you guys can refer to me as Mac, either one is fine. I do enjoy writing, and I have been in the process of writing my own original story, however I felt a force pushing me to start writing fanfiction again. So here I am, back at it again doing things that I love. I hope you all enjoy what I produce out here. Once I get into the flow of this, I'll probably have consistent weekly uploads. Anyway, enjoy 3.