Okay here's chapter five! Hehe, its fun to write.

Disclaimer: Please remember if I was the brilliant Suzanne Collins, I would not be doing this for free.

KATNISS POV

James' story is amazing. Basically, here's what happened to him:

He's from District Four, of course.

James' mom was a historian. Well sort of, but she was always studying history, writing her own journals on them. His dad was a fisherman. When they met, his parents got married and had James. His mom was always studying how it used to be back before Panem, and the world was heavily populated. Of course, there was only so much the Capital allowed you to know before the war. So anyway, James mom had started talking about how the old government was, and a ruler could only rule for a certain amount of time. Also, people had national competitions and the whole world was connected and not separated. There were so many different languages and cultures. James was very interested in what his mom was saying, and he would read the books her mom had. He didn't know where his mom had gotten the books, but he later found out when he was old enough to know, that his mom had them passed down from her family, which explains why they were so old.

So anyway, one day James' mom gets an invitation to go the Capital for a "special meeting." James' family was worried, but of course you couldn't say no to President Snow. So, his mom went to the Capital, and it all went downhill from there.

"She never came back," says James. "I have no idea what they did to her, or if she's even alive. After she never returned or communicated back to us, some Peacekeepers came and destroyed our books. The ones that have been passed down from generation to generation, and were about to be mine." This was the first time I saw James actually frown, and I didn't like it. Peeta looked sympathetic as always, although being a caring guy, he didn't look as caring as he usually is-or was.

James continues. "My dad and I knew that the Peacekeepers would come back for us. He told me that he thinks mom was probably gone because she knew more than she should have. The Peacekeepers must have realized that we must have read the books and my dad was right. He sent me on my way to District Five, with a map he stole and said he would catch up with me. I didn't want to leave him, but he said he needed to make sure we didn't leave any evidence. I didn't listen and went to my cousin's house. I only spent the night, when I heard the news that my father was dead."

"Dead?" I say, incredulous. I shake my head, feeling extremely sorry for James. "So then how did you end up here?"

"Well," he says. "It wasn't easy. First I had to travel here all the way from Four, with little food and just the clothes on my back. Summers were okay, and I used my fishing skills to eat. Winters were the worst, though. There were only certain people you could trust to help you. Most people were too afraid of the Capital to help me. But, I did meet some really nice people along the way." James stares off in the distance, probably reliving happy moments with his families.

"But why Twelve?" I ask him.

"I didn't originally plan on coming here. I just wanted to be far away from the Capital as possible. When Twelve was no more, I was in Ten. During the rebellion, though, I fought for you. I fought for you, Katniss. I hated the Capital for what they did to my family, and I wanted to help. So, I fought for you."

This makes me smile, and I think, at least James survived the war, and he came out more cheerful than ever.

"After the war, I decided to come here, somewhere small, mostly because it seems like peace and quiet. Also, I've been to most of the other Districts and here just sort of called out to me. That may seem a little cliché, but it's true." He laughs, and I'm happy to see James smile again. It's weird how comfortable I am with him. It seems like we were meant to meet, two people broken apart from families to become friends. I realize I want to become friends with him.

"You know, I wasn't even sure if you came back here, and I thought you didn't because I haven't seen you since I've been here. But here you are." His smiles widens, as James stares at me.

Peeta clears his throat. James flushes and drinks from his cup to hide his face. Peeta says, "Well, I'll go put the dishes away." He gets, up taking our empty plates. He avoids my face, I notice.

Right before Peeta leaves, James calls out, "Thanks again, Peeta! The food was delicious." Peeta nods and thanks him, leaving the room quickly. As I wonder why he's acting so weird, James asks me a question I also want to know.

"So are you and Peeta together?" This catches me off guard. I glance at James and see he's tracing the wood with his fingers.

I decide to answer him truthfully. "No" I say. I'm not even sure how I feel, let alone how he feels about me. I think I love him, but for some reason I was never one to wear my heart on my sleeve, as they say.

PEETA POV

I'm in the kitchen, rinsing off the dishes. I can't stop thinking about Katniss and James. James and Katniss. Ugh. It's worse when you put it in words.

I wonder what they're talking about in the dining room. I hear laughing, mostly James. I bet he's falling all over her. Like I told her, and she still doesn't know, is that she doesn't know the effect she has on people. That reminds me. The pearl. Maybe tomorrow.

I go into the dining room and Katniss looks at me. "Hey, Peeta, you want to come over later?"

I'm surprised. Katniss wants me to come over? I see James look a little disappointed. Well, at least she didn't ask James. Excuse me, that was mean.

"Sure, of course." Anything for her, the only girl I love.

She looks at James. "Well, I hope you don't mind, but can I talk to Peeta alone? It was nice talking to you today." Wow. Katniss was laughing one minute, then the next, she was blowing James off to be with me. Not that I was complaining of course.

James just nods and says, "Yeah, that's fine. I have to go to sleep anyway. I'm tired." James is not lying. He actually does look sort of tired.

We walk James to the door, and I notice how Katniss doesn't leave to go to her house either. When James leaves, she follows me to the kitchen. I wait for her to say something but she doesn't. We tidy up in silence before it kills me. When we finish up, I take Katniss' shoulders by my hands.

"Katniss, please say something, the silence is killing me."

Katniss just looks off to the side, anywhere but me. "Food was delicious, as always," she says, stalling. I wait for her to continue, but she doesn't. I wonder if this is a good time to give her the pearl. I decide not now.

She finally continues. "Hey, can I spend the night again?" she says quietly.

"Of course, Katniss. Any time. You can just come to me when you need me." Katniss smiles up at me, shyly.

"Thanks."

I remember something. "Oh, so why did you want me to come over?"

"Oh. I just needed your help with a book I'm working on. It's just a bunch of memories. I was thinking maybe you could help me. You know, with some illustrations. I thought we could actually do something normal together. Not just eat and sleep."

I smile, a huge smile on my face. Katniss wants to spend time with me. This is all I could ever hope for. I hug Katniss, and she's stiff. Soon, she hugs me back too. We stay like this for a while, and then I pull back. "Let's get started."

Later that night, as we work on Katniss' book, I feel a surge of hope. I momentarily forget my jealousy towards James (for now) and enjoy my time with Katniss. Every once in a while, I hold the pearl, reminding myself what I need to do.

Okay, I know. This story is kinda Katniss/James, but don't worry. Peeta and her will have their moments. Also, this chapter is a lot about James, but I wanted to find a way to introduce him a bit more. Don't be mad at me, cuz I update almost every day. Be happy that I skipped homework for this.

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