This is my very first story, so please remember that guys. I'm pretty sure this story is only going to be a few chapters really. I really liked the idea of Peeta and Katniss being friends and one leaving then coming back and they reunite so I'm excited where this goes. And i'm sorry for such a short chapter but i promise this story gets more promising, I just came up with this idea and had to write it. Plus it's really late when I am writing this.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Hunger Games whatsoever.

Chapter one:

Katniss walked in to her biology class early. Like, always. She felt a rush of relief when she saw that the teacher, Mr. Volts apparently, wasn't even in there. But also, she felt a pang on something she couldn't quite decipher. Sadness? It surely wasn't that, she told herself. She was fine, content even.

Katniss was content on being alone. She preferred it even. Ever since first grade, so she was pretty used to it by now.

The only time she wasn't alone at school was when she let Madge Undersee sit next to her at lunch and in the one class they had together. Madge was quiet like her most the time, so she couldn't complain.

She could remember a time when she wasn't unapproachable to most people. It was before everything happened. Before everything got taken away from her. Before he left. And before her dad left.

It really all started when, in third grade, her best friend moved away. Even at 5, she was convinced he made the world keep going. He brightened her day just by smiling. They were inseparable.

Apparently not, she chastised herself. Because he left, remember?

After that she changed, and became more reserved. She didn't leave her bed for two week and didn't even talk to anyone besides her dad for two months and even then, it was only when she had to. But most of all, she didn't laugh as much when he left.

Then of course, the one thing that she did cling to left too: Her dad. He was coming home from work when he got in a car accident and his car caught on fire and exploded, basically.

She would have really attempted suicide if it weren't for her baby sister Prim though. She realized she had to take care of her because her selfish mother left too. She zoned out when he died, to where she couldn't even think, just stare at a wall.

Prim is still the only reason she is still here.

She's 16 now and it's her first day of hell. Again.

While sitting at her new desk, in the back of the classroom by the window, she begins to drift off in thought to the scenery out her window. She was so entranced by outside she didn't even notice the other kids filing in, until the bell rang and Mr. Volts starts talking.

Huh. She's never met a teacher who insists on you calling him by his first name, which apparently is Beetee.

Just as Beetee starts discussing the class rules of this year, there's a knock on the door and Katniss almost scoffs. Who is late on their first day?

She looks up from her rule sheet/syllabus, expecting the disruption to come from someone like Cato. But when her eyes meet his face, she drops her pen and her eyes bulge out her head.

It's him. Wait, no it's not, you're just hallucinating, Everdeen.

At this time he is talking to Beetee, and just as he turns his head to look for a seat, she ducks out of sight to look down for her pen.

But, he sees her.

Oh Jesus, he's looking at me, she notices out of the corner of her eye.

He begins to make a beeline for her, looking like he saw a damn unicorn. And at that moment she actually hates that she chose to sit in the back because there is an empty seat right next to her, and she just knows he's going to fucking sit in it. But she still mentally sends a prayer for help.

He sits next to her.

While she expects him to make some grand gesture to her that will embarrass her, he doesn't. In fact, he doesn't do anything but listen to the teacher and cast a few glances her way occasionally. Eventually she started to feel relieved, but then that quickly gets replaced by confusion and a bit of anger.

Why doesn't he say anything? Does he even remember me? Oh god, he doesn't even remember who I am? Of course, why would he? You were 5 years old; no one remembers anything that long ago. No one except you.

In the middle of her chastising war, she slips her note. She gets so startled that she practically jumps out of her chair. Then the bell rings and he practically runs out of the room.

Please tell me how I did. I'm not entirely sure what you guys will think and if you have any advice please I'm all ears. Except for hate, then I don't care and I'll just plug my ears or something.