"Katniss, what would you like to drink?" said Peeta.

Peeta and I had been friends ever since I could remember. When I was only 11 years old I moved to Panem and naturally attended Panem Junior High. We moved all the way from District 2 after my dad died to District 12. Our mom was in a deep depression and my Uncle Haymitch stepped in and watched over my sister Prim and I. I was fine with caring for Prim on my own, but now I realize that Prim needed more than I could ever give her on my own. She is the epitome of innocence and sweetness and it haunts me every day that she has a mother that couldn't be selfless enough to take care of her. I don't understand how a mother could ever abandon her children, but I won't ever have to worry because I have vowed to never have children.

With Haymitch we lived in a small house with the money he received from my father's death. It wasn't super nice, but it was just enough for what we needed.

*Flashback*

It was a chilly Monday morning on my first day at Panem Junior High, and I had arrived to class late because first I had dropped Prim in her classroom. She immediately was welcomed by a dark-skinned little girl and they played at a table with the other children.

When I walked into my class, my peers were the opposite of welcoming. I sat at a desk by myself in the back and no one talked to me. I looked around me and a boy with blonde hair and stunning blue eyes was looking straight at me, I quickly looked down and glanced out of the corner of my eye to see the boy smiling and turned back to my book.

At lunch I sat down at a table and realized I had no money or a lunch, so I sat quietly at my table holding my Mockingjay pin my dad had given to me a week before he died; on my birthday. It was the most comforting thing I still had to remind me of him.

Suddenly, I felt the chair beside me move and I looked up to see the same blonde haired boy I had seen earlier. His blue eyes were so beautiful and deep, I found myself staring at them. After several moments I blushed and he gave me his famous smile again.

"I'm Katniss." I quickly nervously said.

"I'm Peeta," he said and his voice was strong and unwaivering. "Do you not have any lunch?"

"No I forgot to bring one," as I said this he grabbed a hunk of his bread and handed it to me.

"My family owns a bakery, so I eat bread everyday for lunch, but you can have some."

"Thank you, but you don't have to sit with me, you can go sit with your friends if you want," I say and he frowns.

"Well, I was hoping we could be friends."

*End of Flashback*

"Katniss, I asked you what you wanted to drink?" "Why are you smiling like that?"

Was I really smiling?

"Oh sorry," I say and shake my head, "Can I have a please." The waiter walks away shaking his head. I wonder how long I made them wait?

"What were you thinking about?" He asks with his same signature smirk on his face.

"Oh, just back to the good old days of Panem Junior High, particularly the day we met." I say with a reminiscent grin.

"That was one of the best days of my life," he agrees, nodding his head."

"Why for you?" I ask with a puzzled look on my face.

"Because it was the day I met you."

We both smile at each other and he grabs my hand from across the table.