I get a letter in the mail today. It's from Katniss, thinking about her almost distracts me from reading the letter. I scan through it quickly, before I doget distracted. Thoughts swirl in my head about what Katniss' letter says.

I can't believe she feels like she doesn't deserve me, that's ridiculous! I mean look at her with her beautiful eyes and long hair and...no I can't let myself get distracted, I need to focus on what's in front of me. I can't tell Katniss she's wrong in person so I write her another letter.

Dear Katniss,

How can you think you are not good enough for me, you are a beautiful young woman who has stolen my heart. If anything I am not good enough for you! I wish you could see that. Soon my father and I will be home in District 12 and I will be with you again. By the time I come back I want your views to change. I should be back in about a week so hurry up...I hope to see you soon.

Love always,

Peeta

I drop the pen and sigh. I can't wait to be home, and not just because of Katniss. I am slowly starting to hate District 8. It's dirty and dingy and the market people always expect me to buy something from them. Not to mention that I am now trapped inside because of the pouring rain.

Pouring rain...that reminds me of...Katniss. Why does everything have to remind me of Katniss! The rain, no matter how hard I try not to think about it, brings back the memory of that day. It was years ago, but I have the memory like it was yesterday.

She was outside the bakery, digging through the trash. I was watching through the window when my mother came out and yelled at her to get away. I was sad that she had nothing to eat, but life is life right? My mother came back inside and asked me to put the new batch of bread in the oven. That's when I had an idea. Burn the bread, just do it, no matter the consequences. I looked out the window and she was still there, sitting against a tree. I was impatiently waited for the bread to burn, when it started to rain. I hoped she wouldn't move, and she hadn't. Now she was crying and I couldn't see her face because it was buried in her arms. I smelled the scent of something burning and felt a slap to the side of my face. My mother told me to feed the bread to the pigs. I walked outside in the rain and waited until my mother was gone. She looked at me with her piercing eyes and I knew, right then that she was the one I wanted. I threw her a loaf and watched as she picked it up staring in wonderment at it. I smiled and walked back into the bakery...my job done.

I smile just like I had smiled then. I had known she was going to be the one and look at me now. I noticed that the noise level in my room had gone down, and I figured the rain must of stopped. I walked out of the hotel and into the streets of District 8. If possible, the district looked worse. Mud running through the streets, the market stands soaked with their wares ruined, and birds everywhere, eating the bugs that had turned up from the rain.

I walk toward the middle of the district but stopped when I saw a jewelry shop. Deciding I have nothing better to do, I walk in. There is a bell above the door that rings when I open it, but nobody is at the counter to greet me. I walk slowly around the store eyeing all the sparkling pieces.

Just as I am about to walk out of the store, someone tells me hello. I turn around and find a person with a whole bunch of boxes piled in her hands. "Do you need some help?" I ask them.

"No I just need to set these on the counter."

"Okay well I was just leaving so..." I trail off when I see who is behind the boxes. It is a beautiful girl with long flowing white-blond hair and bright blue eyes. She is wearing a floral dress that fits her like a glove. She smiles at me and I am almost knocked out by her glowing white teeth. She is beautiful...but not as beautiful as Katniss.

"Hi I'm Rebecca." she says cheerily.

"Hi, I'm...Peeta."

"Oh well hello Peeta and welcome to Sparks Fly, the most wonderful jewelry store in District 8! What do you need today?"

"Well I was just looking-"

"For a gift for a special someone?"

"Um, no just looking."

"Well is there a special someone in your life?'

"Yeah, I'm not from this district, I'm from twelve, but yes."

"Well? What's her name!"

"Katniss. Katniss Everdeen."

"You're...Peeta Mellark! Oh my goodness, you're a hero!"

"No I'm not, Katniss is the hero. I'm just...the help I guess.

"Well whatever you are, you would be a great person to have... wait I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way."

"It's okay, I got what you meant."

"So would you like a tour of the store?" I said yes so she took me around showing me all the jewelry and the back room. When Rebecca's lunch brake came we walk to the hotel and eat together. I think I have made a new friend. I can't wait to tell Katniss about her! Finally someone to make this trip more bearable.

I had to go after she was done with lunch so I took short trek back to my room. I saw the envelope I had to send to Katniss on the desk so I addressed it and then dropped it into the mail chute. One more letter to you, Katniss, one more week until I see you...