Chapter 1

Enchanted

This night is sparkling, don't you let it go

I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home

I'll spend forever wondering if you knew

I was enchanted to meet you.

I feel like doing cartwheels as I walk through the doors to Tracker Jacker Stadium. This could very well be the best night of my life! I've been waiting for this night for so long. Tonight, I get to see Taylor Swift for her Speak Now Tour.

I couldn't believe it when I got the tickets, I certainly hadn't been so luck trying to get tickets for the Fearless Tour... But two years later, here I am! Walking through the cowed to the merchandise table. When I finally get to the front of the line, I purchase a shirt, and throw it on over my tank top. Then I go to find my seat. It's not close to the stage, but I'm just happy to be here.

I sit down and look around. Prim would have loved to be here... I barry my face in my hands. Don't do this Katniss! I remind myself. Prim wouldn't want you to ruin tonight by thinking of... the past.

"Excuse me," says a male voice as someone taps my shoulder. I sit up and lock eyes with a blue eyed boy wearing a Taylor Swift shirt. "Hey," His eyes soften. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," I say shifting in my seat. "I just wish my little sister was here," He nods and sits in the seat next to me. "So are you like... here with your girlfriend? Or something?"

He laughs. "Guys can be Taylor Swift fans too, you know."

My eyes widen. "Oh, I'm sorry, I-"

"It's cool," he says. "So... Why can't your sister be here?"

"She got cancer... and died two years ago..." I say.

"Oh!" he says. "Crap, I'm sorry."

"It's okay," I shrug. "She was diagnosed right before the Fearless tickets went up for sale. We were going to go but we needed money for her treatment. She was so sand, I... I told her it would be okay, I told her we'd go to the next tour when she was better." I laugh. "But she only got worse."

"I'm so sorry." he says running his fingers through his blond hair.

"Don't be." I say. "It's not your fault... Is it?"

"No," he says. "And no, I don't have a girlfriend... But I'm looking for one."

I laugh. "I'll have to keep that in mind."

"So this your first Taylor Swift concert?" he asks. "I was here for the Fearless Tour."

"Really?" I ask. "How was it?"

"Amazing!" he exclaims. "That's why I'm back... Even though my brothers are going to tease me for this."

I laugh. "So what's your favorite Taylor Swift song?" I ask. "From Speak Now?"

"Mean." he says. "It's basically the only thing that gets me through some days."

"Were you... bullied?"

"Yeah," he says. "By my mother."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault, what's your favorite song?"

"Haunted." I tell him. "Such a powerful song,"

"Agreed," he says. "Is it weird? How I know all these things about you, and I don't' know your name?"

"I'm Katniss,"

"I'm Peeta," he says as the lights turn off and Hunter Hayes comes out. "Hey, can I have your phone number?"

"Yeah," I say taking his phone, and punching in the numbers. "Can I have yours?"

"Yeah,"

Soon, Hunter Hayes is done playing and we're waiting for Taylor. The lights go out again and people start screaming.

"Real life is a funny thing." Taylor's voice booms through the stadium. "I think most of us fear reaching the end of our life and regretting the moments we didn't speak up. When we didn't say 'I love you'. When you should've said 'I'm sorry'." I smile and look around anxiously. "So there's a time for silence. There's a time for waiting your turn. But if you know how you feel, and you so clearly know what you need to say, you'll know it. I don't think you should wait. I think you should speak now." Music blasts through the building and Taylor comes out, and the crowd screams louder. I pinch my arm to make sure this is real.

"Drop everything now, meet me in the pouring rain, kiss me on the sidewalk take away the pain. 'Cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile." Taylor sings, I glance over at Peeta, who is singing along. After a moment his eyes glance my way. Embarrassed that he caught me watching him, I look back at the monitor, and sing along.

Soon, the concert is over. Taylor played Mean and Haunted, and I had to say goodbye to Peeta. Now I lay in my hotel room staring at his phone number. Please don't be in love with someone else, please don't have somebody waiting on you. I sigh, ever since I left Peeta's side Taylor Swift's Enchanted has been playing in my head.

I think of Taylor's words. I don't think you should wait. I think you should Speak Now. I start typing out a text message to Peeta, and before I can stop myself, I send it.

I was enchanted to meet you.

Okay, so this will be a three part story, all revolving around Taylor Swift's world tours, so next chapter we skip two years to check on our star-crossed lovers at the Red Tour. Also I haven't been to the Speak Now Tour, so if anything is incorrect, I'm sorry. Tell me what you guys think in the reviews.