" Just keep running!" A man was screaming towards me, an ally. " Common Summer, I can see the way out, just run with me! Common, take my hand!" He kept screaming and screaming.

He was trying to help me get through this deep cave almost, we were engulfed into all of it and while he could see for mile away, it seemed like all I could see was the tip of my noise in front of me. First, when I say man, I mean he is eighteen and looks like he could hoist a whole tree on top of him. I'm guessing the male tribute from district eight from the way he was built- so firm and rough around the edges. He was pulling me along as if I was a rag doll, just trying to keep my alive until the very end. But something happened, he started to scream, causing me to join along. The next thing I know I'm surrounded by water- awake and in the middle of the ocean.

" Fuck!" I scream at the top of my lungs- not caring who would hear. I had allowed myself to drift off into sleep, once again.

" You seem to know how to keep yourself afloat even when you are asleep. It's a nice trait to have." Peeta says from a distance, swimming towards me.

" Too bad I wont have it for much longer." I say lightly.

My father had already made a pact with Peeta's father over Annie- Finnick's wife, that if she was chosen to be the tribute that my father and myself would step in and be the tributes over them. But their part of the agreement would be that they would take Autumn and Spring into their home and make sure that they would always have a home. They agreed and that was the end of the conversation, since then, all of the children have been preparing for the end. Though I would never allow either of my sisters into the hunger games, I allow them to train with Peeta and I most of the time. Just to keep them from complaining to my father and letting him into my plan- he does not need to know that his oldest would become a murder victim for one of her little sisters.

" You know that I could always try to volunteer for just you. Ya know, because they would still have a victors child- just a different victor with said child." Peeta said as he got closer to me, just feet apart.

" No. You know that the capital would never allow that. The rules have been set and that's the way that they will be." I smile as I dive under the water, allowing myself to be submerged in it.

This is where I find all of my peace at. Just swimming end the water along side of Peeta, not really caring if one another's around. I dive to the bottom of the ocean and start to collect all of the different things that I can find, mostly just shells. Seeing how long the two of us can hold our breaths, just in case there is some water around the arena, we want to make sure that we can stay under for quite a long time. With a smile I watch as Peeta races for the surface for air as I stay down at the bottom, watching him from a fair until he looks back down and starts racing for me to swim up. With one last look at the ocean floor I slowly allow myself to float to the top, appearing behind Peeta.

" Yes?" I said laughing a little as he spins around as he's jumping.

" Why must you do that?" He asks while trying to catch his staggering breath.

" Because it's so much fun to watch you do that." I laugh.

" It looks like we are going to have pretty bad weather coming up. Better start swimming in before we get caught in the middle of it, out here." Peeta sighs as he starts to stroke his way towards shore.

" Ya know, if I do make it back here, we should start really dating." I say with a laugh after.

" Stop teasing me." He sighs out but with a still, very serious, tone.

" No. Really though, we both know that it should and will happen though. I mean I will have my own house in Victor Village and we could live happily together. Besides, who else would I date around these parts anyway? I don't think that I could really stand any of the crazy fishermen." I sigh as I take another deep breath in.

" Seriously?" He asks.

" Call this me asking if you will date me." I say.

" Yes."

It started to down pour by the time that we got to the shore, running for the nearest place for salvation from the rain was as small bread shop. They did not really care that we were soaking wet allowed us to huddle around the window until it seemed like it would never end outside. Peeta and I just starred at the black clouds that were outside without a word. But there seemed to be a warmness that was encasing my hand and when I looked down, sure enough there was Peeta's hand, around mine. With a smile I look back outside and just smile until we both decide that it's time to make a run for it.

" You know! This might have been a terrible idea!" I yell as the wind picked up and Peeta is fighting it off in front, still clutching onto my hand, and me behind him.

" Shut up and just stay close!" He yelled back.
" Where would I go!" I smile as he pulls open my door, the one closer to the road, and pulling us both inside, closing the door behind me and shoving me onto it.

" I just want to make sure that you wont fly away." He smiles as he come in closer to my body.

Things that I have always known about Peeta come into view right now. His usually very light brown hair, now dripping wet and black, hanging all around his face and head. His sea green eyes starring mine down. And all of those freckles that circle his eyes and noise that become very vivid around the summer time. Those are the things that I have always known about Peeta, there was nothing that I could not tell you about his face that would be wrong. But then there is just the way that he is looking at me, like I am something that he never wants to let go of again, the way that Finnick looks at Annie. The way that his thin lips are making slight movements in and out of his mouth. And the way that he kept trying to move all of his hair out of his face as he moved in closer and closer to mine. Our eyes were locked onto one another as he cupped the back of my wet hair and pulled me in closer towards his.

" We have some spare clothes upstairs if you would like to use them till the storm calms down, Peeta." My fathers voice says from behind Peeta's back.

" Once you two have gotten dry we can start to train more!" Autumn smiles, she thins that this is all fun and games.

" We can't, it's kinda down pouring out." I smile out the window as I pull on Peeta's hand towards the staircase

" I think that they would rather like to be alone right now anyways." Spring said as she pulled her towards the informal living room. " We'll just re-watch those hunger games with the victors in them that have kids."

There were very few victors that have kids involved. Hell, district twelve only has one victor with any kids! Though all of district four and most likely very many districts think that he was only forced to get married and have kids by the capitol, we never say anything. This will be the first year that district twelve will even be in the hunger games since the rebellion tried to start up, mostly because they never had any kids that could be in the games, lucky them. But then there were places like districts one and two that were thriving with victors and children. It was like they were just raising victors in those two, like they could not care less what would happen to their children. I would never do that. So as Spring and Autumn went towards the living room, my father to the kitchen, me and Peeta made our way for the upstairs- the bedroom area.

" Are you scarred?" Peeta asked from the outside of my room as I stripped off my clothing, he always seemed to be a master of taking off soaking wet clothes.

" More then anything in the world. But you know that I wont show it." I sigh, trying to wrangle off my shirt.

" More like you can't. You know that they are already filming us." Peeta laughs lightly.

" Yeah, that too." I sigh.

" Tomorrow's the big day." He said gravely.

" Don't remind me." I say as I turn to see my mirror.

A small girl stood looking at me. Once with light blond hair with streaks of many different shades of other blonds that was starting to curl around her face as it dried. Her sea green eyes that had flakes of blues that could pierce you. All around her face were little spots of brown freckles. Her eyes were just so little shrunken in form lack of sleep and fear from everything around her. Then there was her bare body, too small for her own good, but still build very strong. She looked like someone that should be in a hospital because of her lack of body fat, but then again she had always been like that. It runs in the family. Finally I look away from the mirror and pull my hair up into a bun and throw on some dry clothes that I can find.

" So what do you want to do for tonight then?" Peeta said with a smile.

" Well I don't want to get too deep into the relationship thing, I don't want you to have the depression that will follow if I- well you know- so we can just stay up here all night and watch the storm or something." I say with a shrug as Peeta picks me up and takes me to my queen sized.

One one side on my bed is the rest of my room, from two of those sides are large windows that look out in all directions, then from the other side of a mirror that goes from the very middle of the wall all the way up to the ceiling. Peeta places me into his lap as we watch the lighting strike the ocean many different times until the lighting hits one of the power lines- leaving us in pure darkness with the only light we have to see one another in is the window. We just smile at one another as we look at one another.

" How romantic." I say with a laugh as I wrap another blanket around Peeta and myself.

" How very romantic." He says in a dark tone, poking fun at his brother.

" There is one thing that I want right now from you." I say with a light smile, blood rushing to my cheeks.

" Anything."
" Kiss me, just once." I say as he pulls me in, allowing our lips to meet for the first time.

Some people say that there are fireworks when you kiss a person, that everything just lights up with a big bang as your lips collide. I guess that you could say that happened to us, or the fact that from outside of the house there was a large lighting strike only a few yards away from the house. But no matter what it was that had happened – fireworks or lighting, it was the most amazing thing that I had ever felt. Instead of Peeta pulling me back in for another kiss, it was me pulling him in for so many more kisses. We kissed until the night darkened the sky and everything in the house went completely silent. When we finally had enough we just stayed up talking to one anther, refusing to allow our nightmares to take our last few moments away from one another. We just stayed there and allowed each others bodies to comfort us.

" What are you going to show them if you are chosen. To make sure that they remember you?" Peeta asks as the sun started to rise.

" Something that they would never think that a girl from the fishing district would be able to do." I sigh a little, allowing my muscles to stretch a little.

" What would that be?" He asks with a little grin.
" To be honest. I have no clue yet, once I find that weapon that I know I can work with, they should all watch out. I mean you know how well I can learn something, so well just see what will happen." I laugh has we both pull ourselves out from one another's embrace.

" I should probably go start fighting over the rights to the hot water before it all gets used." I sigh as I look over to my own personal bathroom.

" I don't really have to worry about that, all I need to worry about is trying to explain to my dad why I never showed up last night and how I could ever worry my mother like that." He laughs a little.

" You have done that to them before, haven't you?" I ask.

" More then once." He says as he starts for the door. " Wait." He makes we way back to where I had been and wraps something around my neck. " Here, I want you to wear this no matter who becomes tribute. To remember me by." He smiles as she walks back to the door and out. As I look down I see that it's a little blackish blue pearl, one of the rarest pearls there is, on a golden chain.

" Peeta!" I yell as I start to chase after him, down the stairs, and out the door. " Peeta!" I scream s I tackle him to the ground, tears freely coming to my eyes now.

" Well, well, the girl of stone is finally breaking down." He smiling lightly as he wipes the tears away from my eyes.

" Shut up." I get out before he pulls the both of us up.

" You make sure that you wear that all around the arena and when you get back, make sure that you wear it all around your victory tour as well. I want everyone to know that that's not a token from your district, but from a boy back at home those madly in love with you." He says as he pulls me in for one last kiss and then disappears into his house.

I allow the cold water to hit on my back, sending shivered all around and allowing the little bumps to appear all over my body. I really could care less, hot or cold water, cold just makes me feel more like I am where I belong in the ocean. I pull myself out and allow another machine to dry my hair before I brush it out and call it good, not really caring about the stunning looks that I may or may not have today. I just more towards my wardrobe of clothes that I only wear for the capitol and search around. I could not hate any of the dressed that were in there more then the ones that my father tries to get me to wear, the ones that he thinks that the most appeasing to the viewers eye. I just roll my eyes at all of the ones that he is trying to get me to wear and pull on a teal sun dress. It goes to about my knees and then starts to flow out from there, making me look more presentable then I could ever really want to be.

As I make my way downstairs I see that my sisters have had the same ideas as I had, not caring how they really look. Spring is in an orange dress that goes only to the top of her knee caps and some top class shoes on. Autumn has a pink dress on with her hair pulled back in a bun, she looks like she is about to cry as she grips onto Spring's hand tighter and tighter. I smile as I make me way to her other side and grab onto her other hand and give it a light squeeze. That's when my father appears, more worried then ever in his white shirt and black pants. He looks down and the three of us and then at the door, trying to keep back all of his emotions as I had been trying to do before, but he seemed to have mastered it already.

" Autumn, don't you worry, okay? We're going to take care of you. You don't have to worry about getting place out there this year." Spring whispered as we walked outside on the cobble stone.

" You don't ever have to worry about that. You're name will only ever be put in there seven times. There are so many other children that will have their names in there so much more then yours." I say lightly as Peeta and his family catch up with us, Peeta gripping onto my free hand. " Besides, you and Spring will be well taken care of, right Peeta?" I smile.

" She makes it seem like she already knows her fate." Peeta says as he rolls his eyes.

" It's bound to happen." I sigh.
" It's not that, I know the two of you too well. Either one of you is going to run up and make sure that I wont be thrown into this battle. Making it even worse if and when you die." Autumn says, almost sounding like she's gasping for air.

" That's what big sisters are for though, protecting their little sisters." Spring said lightly.

" Besides Spring isn't going in anyway, I will volunteer for either one of you and you two will not put up any sort of a fight." I hiss.

We walk into the two square where they have roped off only two sections, one for the children and one for the victors. The square itself is in great condition, wide buildings all around with carved words in the stone. Many people had saddened looks on their faces, knowing all of the things that we have been put through, with on or both of our parents leaving each year for the games, usually all of the people bringing in to make sure that we were well protected, all knowing that we would be meeting out fates by the end of the month. All of the children give a look to their victor parents as they are roped off in a little section of rope, all holding hands with one anther. Peeta and I grasping hands with one another as he looked around.

" Too many peacemakers around. Do you think that they are expecting something more today?" Peeta asks quietly

" Maybe they think that there could be some kind of uproar if your father gets called once again." I shrug.

" Maybe." He says as he hold on tighter to my hand as a woman with an all green wig comes up to a microphone and the cameras are all turned on.

" Good morning to all!" She says way to happy to be around, the womans name is Mina Greenich. " Today we will be choosing one lucky boy or girl to be going to our hundredth hunger game!" She smiles as she waits for a moment for cheers, there are none. She walks towards the fishbowl and shoves her around around in it, picking one of our names and one of our parents, out from the middle. Well, it wasn't my name,

" Peeta Odair and his mother Annie Odair!" Mina says with a smile as the peacemakers come over and try to take Peeta out. My father and I give a look and a slight nod to one another.

" I volunteer for tribute!" We both scream at the top of our lungs, causing everyone around to look around. I give Peeta a faint peck on the lips before we are pulled away.

" I love you Summer!" Peeta gets out before we are fully pulled away, I cannot say anything before I'm pulled onto stage with my father by my side.

" Well. . . that surely is the spirit then! Here are our new tributes for the one hundredth hunger games and also the fourth quarter quell, Summer Hael and Quen Hael!" Mina smiles as everyone around just stands in shock of what we just did. Then we are taken to the back of the building and onto a train to our face doom.