A/N: My very first fanfiction of THG. I have only read the first book and based this on only my knowledge of the first. This was set before The Quarter Quell and after the 74th games.

Disclaimer:I am most definitely not Suzanne Collins. Okay? So The Hunger Games is not mine. Continue Reading!

Peeta Mellark. The boy with the bread. The boy who had unrequited love for me since he could remember. But now things have reversed. I love that boy. But I don't think he has the same kind for me.

"Katniss!" Gale shouted across the hallway. I gave him a smile. His gray eyes seemed to dance as he looked at me. As he approached me, I saw Peeta at the corner of my eye. This caused me to look at him and him to turn away. Gale immediately stopped smiling. He seemed sad and annoyed at the same time.

I really felt confused between these two guys. I loved Gale but not more than Peeta. I feel Gale's love but not Peeta' bell rang, signaling the start of classes. Everyone rushed to their respective classrooms and Gale and I separated.

First subject was H.E. The subject, like all the other subjects, was related to coal. I was in the same class with Peeta and this made me a little bit giddy. I silently scolded myself for acting in such a way.

Two seats away from me was my co-victor. His eyes were tense and cold. I kept on looking at him,hoping to get the message I was sending. That I was sorry. That I really meant no harm. It had been almost a year since the Games. Since then, he was indifferent and oblivious. He had never talked to me made little eye contact throughout the year. It was as if we never knew each other. At the end of H.E, we had eye contact. It was really unexpected and was just an accident him looking at me. I knew it was just an accident because he didn't turn away immediately. He turned away when he realized he was looking at me.

Throughout the day, Peeta was the same. Cold and unwelcoming. Not like the Peeta before the Games. The lively young fellow who was very warm. But did the games really bring it out of him? Or did I do this? Did I turn that person with that warm and caring personality into this person with a heart of stone? I kept asking this to myself all day.

After school, I immediately went home to the victors' village. Where my neighbors were only Peeta and Haymitch. I did not realize that Peeta was right in front of me,on the other side of the road and walking toward the victors' village as well.

When I did realize he was there,I called out his name. But to no avail. He avoided me and continued walking on the other side of the street.

"Peeta!" I called out again.I called him once more and he finally stopped.

"Katniss." he whispered.

I flashed him a smile. He did not give me his beautiful smile.I slowly frowned, not wanting him to know that I was dismayed that I did not see his melting smile.

"Peeta,I-I…"

"What is it Katniss?"he snapped.

"I-I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

"I'm just sorry."

He snorted and slowly turned. I was really annoyed, mad even.

"Peeta Mellark!" I shouted and ran after him. Him and I was at such a great speed, I was running-hurtling myself toward the baker's son.

He suddenly turned and the inevitable happened. At the very same moment, our lips met.

So there you have it! The first chapter. Please review or else this story will become stale. Just like what Peeta's Family used to eat. Stale Bread. Stale meaning unwanted. My story will be unwanted! ;(