A/N: I'm back! Yay! Yes for people who liked this story I'm going to continue! This was supposed to be a one-shot but I thanks to the people who reviewed and my friends who saw this I'm going to continue! I also found the one I started so here you go!

Disclaimer: DO NOT OWN The Hunger Games

No! I can't. I won't. But I have to. I look over to my family and see Rylee. He's looking angry but there are tears sliding down his cheeks. Next, I see Jamie He's shocked and crying more than I've ever seen him. My dad is the same as Jamie. I see my mom and I'm surprised at what I see. She's shocked and there are tears forming in her eyes.

Finally I see Katniss on the stage and see she's looking at me. She's also shocked and recognition crosses her face. She remembers me. Remembers that day. Remembers the gift.

Seeing Katniss and my mom like that gives me enough strength to walk up to the stage. I stand next to Katniss. Being this close to her makes my palms get sweaty.

The mayor reads the treaty of treason- as he does every year- but I block it out. How am I supposed to do this? I remember Katniss' reaction when I was called. Her body grew stiff and her face turned pale. I look over to her and see she is also not listening to the mayor. She's lost in her own thoughts. Is she remembering the day I helped her survive starvation?

Jamie and Rylee leave and dad starts having headaches again. Ever since I turned 11 he's always had them. Rylee blames me. I asked him why and he said that this is my last year to be free from the reaping until I turn 19. I told my dad not to worry that I'll be fine, but it only made tears come in his eyes and he went to his room and didn't come out until the next day.

So, today my mom is going to stay with me. That means she'll boss me around and yell at me without my dad.

Suddenly I hear my mom mutter "Seam brats again." Then she goes over to the back door and I follow her. My heart stops for a while.

Katniss.

She looks awful. Hollow cheeks, dead eyes, and the worst of all, a shrunken stomach. "Get going seam brat! Do you want me to call the peacekeepers and complain how I'm tired of how you seam brats keep going through my trash? Go! Get out!" she puts back the lid to our trash and backs away. She notices me and I can see in her eyes that she's giving up. "That's what I though," mutters my mom when we go back in. "That's it! Show's over! Get back to the bread!" she screams at me. I go back over to the two loaves of bread I was working on, but I can't focus. I can't let her die. I'll die too. That will make my ad's headaches even worst. Suddenly I get an idea. The bread.

I look over to the loaves and grab them and throw them into the fire. My mother sees and grabs a wooden spoon. The next thing I know the spoon makes contact with my cheek and I fall down due to the force she put.

My cheek is throbbing and I put my hand to it and wince at the pain. "Stand up boy! Get the bread," my mother yells and I obey her. She rushed me outside and yells, "Feed it to the pig, you stupid creature! Why not? No one decent will ever buy burnt bread!" I stumble to the pigs we own and begin to tear off chunks of the burnt part. The bell rings and she goes help a customer.

I feel Katniss starring at me, because of the bread. I look back to the bakery to see if my mother can see and I throw the first loaf to her followed by the second, then I go back to inside and close the door tightly. I look out the window and see Katniss shove the loaves up her shirt and run away quickly.

When my mother is done with the customers and takes my face in her hands and examines my cheek, which is beginning to swell. "That's what you get for being a screw up. Now listen here. You are to stay back here. Don't go to the front or else that spoon will find your other cheek. Got it?" she says. I nod. If people saw my cheek she'd be taken by peacekeepers and me and my brothers would be taken to a home. All I can think of right now is: I saved Katniss Everdeen.

I snap back to reality when the mayor says, "Peeta, Katniss, please shake hands." I take her small hand in my hand and worry about how sweaty mine is. I look into her eyes and give her hand a squeeze and think: I promise I'll bring you home alive. You'll come back and get your life. You'll get married and have children. You'll die old and free, not this way. I'm going to die for you Katniss Everdeen.

A/N: I know, not good. *sigh* I fail don't I? Oh yes! I've got a question for you people! What do you think of Hunter Parrish for Peeta? Hunter is my number 1 choice for Peeta! Don't you think so? K well later folks! See ya next time! P.S I know it's short again ADHD i kept getting distracted by the song: "Hello New York Groove by 1975! I'm such a hippie :l