Hey Everyone! This is my first fan fiction so I'm looking forward to having people read it. I'm sure you already know this, but I'm going to ask you to review! :) Before you start reading the story, you should probably know that this is from Katniss's and Prim's other sister, Tigerlily's point of view. Everyone calls her Lily, though. (I had to keep the flower names going. ;)) Also, this takes place between the end of Mockingjay and the epilogue. Without further ado, here is the first chapter!

Disclaimer: I am not the author of the original Hunger Games books.

Chapter 1

Daylight streams through the windows. I groan and turn over. I am not ready to get up yet, but once I'm up, I'm up. I decide to lie in bed for awhile. I'm still getting over pneumonia, but today I'll finally be able to get out of the house. Maybe. Katniss can be so overprotective, but it's not like I can really blame her.

We lost our sister, Prim, in the rebellion three years ago. Damn, I can't believe it's been that long. Practically every beat of my heart, and Katniss's, was for her. She was one of the main reasons our family stayed together after our father was killed in a mine explosion so many years ago. Our mother sort of just shut down on us, but Katniss provided for us. She and Gale went into the woods constantly to hunt and both of them assumed the position of "head of the family". Gale's father was also blown to bits in the mine explosion.

I was trying to stay strong through everything, but it was really hard. I would confide everything in Prim because I didn't want to worry Katniss. She had so much on her plate already. I really admire her. Not only is she strong and smart, but she is so beautiful. I have to admit that I've had my moments when I'm jealous. She looks nothing like Prim or our mother.

Our mother. Tears sting my eyes and threaten to spill over. The last time I saw my mother was the day after the rebellion was officially over. With tears in her eyes, she told me that she would be staying in district 13 to study medicine. She suggested- no, ordered would be a better word- that I go back to district 12 with Katniss. Being at the hospital she said that she wouldn't have time for me. Those words stung, and still do three years later, even after receiving a letter saying that she died along with 1,000 others in an elevator accident in the underground city. I miss her, but I'm angry with her too. A couple phone calls, a few letters. Is that really all she could manage in THREE YEARS?

I used to feel bad for her. I knew how much she loved dad, and I didn't blame her for the way she acted after he died, like Katniss did. And then I only felt worse when Katniss was reaped into the Hunger Games. And then Prim dying in the rebellion… no one should have to go through that. No one. But we all did. Mom, Katniss, and I. But I mean Katniss and I have at least started to forgive and forget. It's like mom was avoiding us. And that's why I'm so angry. That's why I would have so much to say to her if she was still alive. But my thoughts are interrupted as I hear my bedroom door squeak open. I squint open my eyes just enough to see Peeta's beautiful, blue eyes watching me. His blonde hair is a mess, signaling that he probably just got up too.

"Lily?" he whispers and then waits a few seconds before turning to leave and slowly shutting the door behind him. I should've answered but I'm still emotional from thinking about my mother. I don't trust myself when I'm thinking about her. Or Prim, for that matter. Just when I think I'm fine, I'll start bursting into a fresh round of tears. Peeta doesn't need to see me like that. He gets enough of it with Katniss. I hear her crying and saying Prim's name in the middle of the night. And I hear Peeta's voice. Not shushing her, but telling her that he's there for her. For twenty-two year olds, they've gone through so much more than a normal person should ever go through in a lifetime. But, for a nineteen year old, I guess I could say the same about myself…. Just as I am starting to think about finally getting out of bed, I hear voices down the hallway.

"Yeah, she's still asleep. She should probably get out of the house today." I don't hear Katniss's response, but Peeta replies, "Come on Katniss, you heard the doctor. He said it's about time she gets some fresh air." Well that's a good thing, I think silently to myself. Rory has been dying to get me out of the house. He says he's not bored sitting by my side all of those hours while I was bedridden because of the fever, but I have my doubts. He said as soon as I was strong enough, we'd go into the meadow and have a picnic. I was looking forward to this so much.

I've been dating Rory for almost six years, since we were both thirteen. That worked out well considering his brother and my sister are best friends. (Who occasionally step over the line, I think to myself. Wow, if Katniss could hear that last thought she'd have her bow loaded and pointing in my direction in no time flat.) Our six year anniversary is coming up and I overheard Katniss and Peeta talking about surprise party plans. So much for a surprise, I think to myself with a silent laugh. Now I hear footsteps coming down the hallway and I quickly go back into my fake sleep mode again. Like I said, you never know with my emotions. But I was just thinking about Rory, and that almost always puts me in a good mood. My door cracks open as Peeta says,

"Look how rosy her cheeks are. Almost all of the color is back."

Katniss sighs. "I guess you're right… cheese bun." She leans forward to kiss Peeta's nose and then his lips. I try to stifle a laugh, but they hear me anyway. Peeta's face turns bright red while Katniss just laughs.

"How, um, long have you been up for?" Ha-ha, the man who has a way with words is stuttering. I now have a new goal: make him speechless.

"Just long enough to hear that you're a cheese bun." I reply trying to imitate Katniss's love struck tone. Now it's Katniss's turn to turn as red as a tomato. They are so adorable together, I think as a smile crosses my face. I'm sure it's only a matter of time before Peeta finally pops the question. Just as I'm about to tease them some more, I hear the front door open downstairs.

"Yo Peeta!" My heart skips a beat and then starts racing double-time. Even after six years, just the sound of his voice is enough to send me into overdrive.

"Coming! Your girlfriend's still just getting up." He says with a wink before turning and leaving to join Rory downstairs.

"Better get up. If I remember correctly, don't you have a hot date in the meadow?" Katniss teases. I try to glare, but just end up smiling. But now I definitely have some motivation to get up.

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