New Hunger Games story! Hope you love it! All characters belong to Suzanne Collins!

Peeta's POV

Well today is my 5th reaping. It's just like any other day really. To start with anyway. I put on my normal clothes and eat some stale bread. I slip on my apron and start to frost a two layer white cake. I frost the woods which reminds me of this girl I've had a crush on forever. Katniss Everdeen. She's always in the woods hunting with that Gale Hawthorne guy. I think he's too old for her. I've liked her ever since the first day of school. Her singing is so beautiful, that the birds fall silent to listen. I really hope she doesn't get picked today. Her name is in there 20 times, because she's signed up for Tessarae. Just like my best friend, Delly Cartwright. It's highly unlikely I get picked today, my name's only in there 5 times.

Katniss' POV

Today is just another reaping. The same old Effie Trinket will walk up to the same old reaping ball and pick two kids. Plain and simple. But this year, my name is in there 20 times. And Prim is in there once. She has nothing to worry about but I might. Might as well go hunting. That's the only time I can be myself. The one time I can roam free in the woods with my best friend Gale Hawthorne. Here he is now.

"Hey Gale." I say.

"Hey Catnip." He replies. "Happy Hunger Games." He says plainly and tosses me a roll.

"Oh my gosh is this real?" I ask him.

The roll reminds me of something… or someone. I push the thought aside and continue the conversation.

"Yep." He says. "Fresh from the bakery this morning."

Then I remember. The time when I truly felt hopeless. Father just died and I didn't know how I would supply food for my family. Then the answer came. Peeta Mellark. He threw a loaf of bread at me for no reason. Or a reason I don't know. The bread was like a dandelion in the spring. A sign of hope that life would go on. Suddenly, I hope he doesn't get reaped either. But, he isn't signed up for Tessarae. Not with that bakery.

"Gale." I say. "How many times is your name in today?"

"42." He responds.

There's a long pause. He breaks the silence.

"May the odds…"

"Be ever in your favor!" I finish.

"Time to go get ready." Gale says. "Wear something nice."

"Oh stop." I say teasingly.

On my way back home, I run into Madge Undersee.

"I wish you best of luck Katniss." Madge says.

"And same to you." I say back.

I know Madge won't get picked either. She's the Mayor's Daughter so she doesn't need Tessarae. Me and Madge have never been anything but "acquaintances." Sometimes we'll sit by each other at lunch. Something catches my eye on her dress. A gold pin of some sort. She sees me looking at it.

"It's a Mockingjay Pin, Katniss." She says.

"That's really pretty." I say.

"Here, keep it. You need it more than I do." She says. "See you at the reaping!"

What does she mean I need it more than she does? It's just a pin. Pointless really. Maybe she gave it to me as a token of luck. That must be it.

Peeta's POV

The reaping is in about an hour. I put on a dress shirt and dress pants. Then I slick my hair back. Then I just sit on the steps of the bakery wait for an hour to pass.

"Peeta!" My mother screams at me.

"What?" I question.

"Come in here and finish frosting this cake!" She replies.

"I'll be right in." I say with a sigh.

I'm about to go back in the bakery when Delly walks up.

"Hi Peeta!" She says in that happy tone she always has.

She's wearing a pretty yellow dress that comes just above her knees.

"You look pretty." I say with lack of other words.

"Well thanks!" She says. "You look very handsome!"

"Peeta! Now!" My mother demands.

"Just a minute!" I yell back. "Are you nervous Delly?"

"Just a little. My name is in there like 20 times." She replies.

"You make me feel guilty my name is in there only 5." I say.

"Oh Peeta." She says with a laugh. "That isn't your fault."

She turns toward the street. "See you later!"

"I sure hope so." I mutter.

I stroll back in the bakery and put my apron on. I look pretty silly with fancy clothes and an apron. I decide to finish the cake to pass time. I finish making trees with little Mockingjay's in them. I add two people. One looks like Katniss, and one looks like me. I sigh. I have no chance with her. Just like my father had no chance with her mom. I put music notes coming out of the Mockingjay's mouths. I add our mouths to look like were talking to each other. This is my dream cake. What I wish would really happen.

"Son!" My dad calls. "Time to go!"

I frantically look for a place to stash the cake. I end up just stuffing it in a cupboard. No matter what happens, I will give Katniss this cake today.

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