[Disclaimer: I do not own the hunger games in any way. Hey everyone! Welcome to Peeta's Hunger Games POV! I really hope you enjoy this story! I might not be able to update a lot this week, I'm going on vacation. But I will try my best! I hope you enjoy! Comments are appreciated! Thanks for the support!]

I roll out of my lumpy bed in my tiny room on the top floor of the bakery. I already hear my mother downstairs screaming at my dad because I'm not awake yet. I throw on whatever I find and run down the stairs. I feel like a soldier taking orders, but they are from my mother.

"What took you so long to get up? Peeta you lazy idiot!" she screams in my face.

Then just as she finishes slapping my face, I hear a knock on the door and to get away from this mess, I answer it. It's Gale with a squirrel, probably wants to trade it for something for Katniss. Oh Katniss, I would cry if she got reaped today, I would just cry.

"Thanks Gale." I say breaking my own thoughts.

"Would you like a roll for that?" I ask handing him one and taking the squirrel.
"Sure, thanks Peeta." He says and walks away.

My father calls us all for breakfast and breakfast on reaping day usually isn't pleasant. It's very quiet and nobody eats much. I'm actually more worried about Katniss getting reaped than myself.

"Peeta! Eat your food now!" My mother snaps as I pick at my bread and cheese spread.

Finally, this horrible meal is over, but time is going so fast.

"Does this mean something bad is going to happen?" I wonder to myself as I put on my nicest clothes for the reaping in an hour.

Time passes so fast. The hour has passed and before I knew it, we were walking to the reaping. Me and my whole family. Well this is going to be awful.

I walk up and they prick my finger and put my blood on a piece of paper. To make sure I don't try to escape most likely. Then they throw me in with a bunch of other 16 year old boys. A few of my brothers are not in this reaping bowl. Katniss and her sister are though. Katniss is in their 20 times. Prim, I'm not sure about her.

Effie Trinket comes to the stage with her signature "Happy Hunger Games! May the odds be ever in your favor. As usual, Ladies first!" She announces as she hops over to the girls bowl.

"Don't be Katniss, Don't be Katniss, Please don't be Katniss!" My mind screams while I try not to listen to it.

But it's even worse than Katniss.

"Primrose Everdeen" Effie announces as she looks into the crowd for Prim.

"Well come up her honey!" Effie says as Prim slowly makes her way to the stage.

Oh crap. This is bad. Really bad. I barley know Katniss, but I know exactly what she is going to do next.

"Prim" Katniss says quietly as she walks toward the stage. "Prim!" She screams as peacekeepers hold her back.

"I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute" Katniss says, looking scared out of her mind as she is led on stage.

I knew she was going to do that. I could have bet money on it.

"A volunteer! What's your name sweetie?" Effie says as Katniss stands next to her.

"Katniss Everdeen" She says quietly.

"Well, I bet my buttons that was your sister, let's give our district 12 female tribute a round of applause" Effie says motioning to the crowd.

But nobody claps. Almost simultaneously, everyone holds out the district gesture of kissing three fingers and holding them out to Katniss. This means good-bye to someone you love. Now I'm really gonna cry.

"Now for the boys!" Effie says walking over to the boys bowl.

"Peeta Mellark" She says.

I'm in shock. I feel like I can't move. Every boy clears way for me to make my way to the stage. I walk up, terrified, and stand next to Katniss.

"Now shake hands you two" Effie says turning to us.

We turn to shake hands, and I can almost see it in her eyes. The time I saved her life, making my hand give hers a little squeeze.

**************Flashback**************

It was a few months after the mining accident her father had been killed in. It was a freezing January. I was very aware the district didn't give her family much money for her father's death, not enough to live off of at least. Her mother had tuned out. She was alone to take care of the family. I remember the day I saved her, it was pouring cold rain. Katniss was searching through our trash cans for food because her and her family was on the edge of starving. Until my mother came out and screamed for her to go away, about how the seam kids are no good, filthy monsters. So Katniss fan away, but not too far, she only made it under a tree where she suffered in the cold. I did this quickly and without thinking, I threw 2 loaves of bread right into the fire, where they burned. Not all the way burnt, but burnt enough to make my mom very angry. She yelled at me and slapped me and told me the bread was no good and too feed it to the pigs. I waited until she was out of sight to throw them to Katniss. The glow on her face made my day.

The next day, I saw her at school, the air warm like spring air. I had a swelled up cheek and a black eye. But it was worth it for Katniss. After school, in the school yard, our eyes met for just a second, and I turned my head away in embarrassment. She looked down, and the last thing I remember before she took off with her sister, she saw a dandelion.

*************End of Flashback*************

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