Hey guys! I decided that for the story, it will consist of Katniss's POV and Peeta's POV. This chapter will be Peeta's POV and Katniss POV.

Flour is powdered all over my arms and apron, and caked under my nails. I'm kneading the dough for the daily batch.

"Dammit Peeta, where's the icing mix?" my older brother, Rye, shouts from the other room.

"Where it's always been, the second cabinet to the left." I holler right back. Once the dough takes the form of bread, I place it onto a pan, and into the oven. I run upstairs and change into a white t-shirt and jeans.

"Rye, tell dad I'm going out." once I stepped foot into the room, Rye gives me a concerned yet angered look.

"It's been six years, Peeta. SIX damn years. Your sixteen. Don't you think that you should just forget about her, and move on?" I'm angered by this. He, of all people, knows how much I love Katniss.

"Never. I will never move on. She told me that she loved me. It wasn't her choice to leave. I will wait at the train station everyday for the rest of my miserable life if I have to." I feel the tips of my ears getting red with anger, and the rim of my eyes getting watery.

"Peeta..." Rye sighs. I hold my hand up and look away.

"No. Just..." I let out a huff of frustration an bolt out the door. As I make my way towards the train station, I think, 'What if Katniss never comes back to District 12?' I mentally slap myself silly in the face. She'll come... Eventually. 'What if she forgot about me.'

"Shut up Mellark." I say out loud and shove my hands deep into my pockets. I come back to reality realizing that I've been standing at the steps of her old house. 'What if she doesn't love me anymore?' I fall onto my knees and weep into my hands. For the past six years since they took her away from me, I have been a mess.

"Come back katniss." I whisper. "I need you."

"Catniiiiiiiiiip. Catnip wake up." I feel a large hand gripping my shoulder, trying to shake me awake. I was dreaming about Peeta, my blond-haired, blue-eyed baker. I wonder what he looks like now. I slowly flutter my eyes open. It was dark.

"Shit." I say. My foster home is probably ready to lock me up in a room right about now. Gale tugs at the end of my braid.

"Katniss, whose Peeta?" Gale asks with a serious expression.

"Gale you know who-"

"No," he interrupts, "what does he mean to you?" I sigh. I've never told Gale my whole story, no one knows.

"I loved him. I still do." Gale's face softens. "He loved me too. But he probably forgot about me by now." I look up at the full moon and a single tear rolls down my cheek.

"I miss him so much." I whisper. I quickly use the back of my hand to wipe off the tear. "We have to go, before our foster home sends us back to Peacekeepers." Gale nods, but gives me a sad look.

"Let's go." he says. We slip out of the window and down the fire escape, and drop on our feet onto the sidewalk. "We could do it you know. Runaway. Become runaways. We have nothing holding us back. Go back to District 12, hop onto the next train as stowaways." Gale says. He stares into my eyes, telling me that if I said yes then we would go.

"Yes," I say. "But not tonight." Gale nods.

"Whenever you're ready Catnip."

"I've been ready." I say.

I hope you guys like it! And don't worry, as we get into the story the chapters will become longer. Until next time! Oh, and read, review, fav, and follow!