So, hello, welcome to my new story. This story is another version on how Peeta and Katniss could have gotten together, without the Hunger knows Gale still, and is still friends with Madge. Now, I'm not going to keep going because I hate being a spoiler. Trust me, I've done it before and it didn't end pretty...but anyways, this is my new story. Enjoy!
Most of the time people realize that not all the world is good, but dreams still live. And sometimes they come true, with hard work, dedication, and well some luck along the way. Sometimes I think I got lucky, or I wouldn't have the man I love next to me, holding me like I'm his most prized possesion. You would think after all we went through he would have given up on me, and well he didn't. He's there every single day, every hour, every second just me and our family. Maybe just maybe, I am lucky to have to have him. Oh yes, I am so lucky. And it all started on a eventful day in District 12...
Chapter 1: How Did I End Up Here?
Rain hits our roof, sogging the interior in which for the millionth time I have patched the ceiling and it looks like after the rain, I will have to do that again. It's not like I do this often, its not easy earning money here in this district. And what can you do? If you weren't born merchant, you were pretty much screwed.
And yes, sadly we were born in the Seam.
To top it off, my mother can't even take care of us. She was completely depressed when my father died working in the mines. She just sat in a chair staring off into space, leaving us to fend for ourselves. Yes, I put on my big girl shoes and fed our family. Been doing since I was 11, to this day I'm 16, and will still keep going.
But we are okay, not all poor. Just some days are harder than others. I probably wouldn't be alive, if it weren't for a boy who saved me. Another faithful, rainy day long 5 years ago. And I'm here. And I never have had the chance to thank him. Yeah, I must be horrible.
He's the baker's youngest son. His name is Peeta Mellark, and you're probably thinking the same as me. He's a merchant, why would he even think of saving me? To this day, I have had no idea. But sometimes, I do catch him staring at me. I tend to look away, feeling ashamed at not even say thank you. What a piece of work I am?
My little sister, Prim, brings me out of my trance, "Kat, I'm hungry." I sigh and bring her in a hug and look at my game bag. Deciding whether to go out to this weather, and hunt. I say, "I'm going to go hunt." She cries, "No, no don't forget it. I can stand it." I let go of her and head for my father's jacket and lace up my boots. She begins yelling, "No, Katniss stop!" I ignore her pleading. She shouts to our mother, "Mother, stop her!" My mother makes a weak attempt to stop me, "Katniss, ju-just please-" I cut her off, "I'm doing what you can't do so don't stop me." With that, she bows her head in shame, and tells Prim quietly, "Primrose, come here." She begins sobbing, "No I'm sorry, it was my fault! Don't go I'm fine!" I stop her, and squat down to craddle her face in my hands, "No, Prim, you need food. And I will do everything to feed you. Its my job and I love you too much to see you like this okay?"
She nods and I say, "Calm down, go to sleep for a while. When you awake, I'll be back with food, to fill your belly with." She nods and I look at my Mother, "Keep care of her while I'm gone." She nods and took Prim to the room.
I prepare myself to go out into the rain. I step out, and the first I register is chilly air. I pull my jacket closer together and begin walking towards the woods. The wind is strong, and the rain feels ice cold. I ignore it and keep walking through the muddy pack, towards the woods. I enter through the hole in the fence and walk through the woods. I find my bow and arrows in the log I keep them in and walk the woods.
Throughout the whole rain and wind, I see no animals. I was expecting this, but I couldn't go home with nothing. There had to be some animal around, anything. I go to the snares and find nothing as well. I crouch down in defeat, tears threathening to spill. I can't go home like this. Then out of a miracle, I see a squirrel, and through all my desperation, I take it down through the eye in one swift motion.
I run to it and pick it up. Only one, and I know I need to trade to the baker. Maybe he can give me a half-loaf of bread at least. Anything for Prim. I walk back, my goal to make it to the bakery. I feel tired and defeated, but still standing.
I make it one piece, barely standing. Having some energy, I knock on the Mellark's back door. Who opens the door, is the last person I wanted them to see me like this.
Peeta Mellark, opens the door.
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