~Katniss~

I go upstairs and lay down on my bed, staring at the ceiling, memorizing the intricate designs of the wallpaper. I grow bored after a while and get up. I wander through the house. Entering rooms I've never been in before. And only now do I realize just how enormous this house is.

I go downstairs and rummage through the bookshelf in the living room. The shelves are full of books about the different districts and the history of Panem. I pick out one about the rebellion that led to the "destruction" of District 13. I flip through the pages, only looking at the pictures. Memories surface from the bombings I've seen. And I drop the book to the floor, pushing the gruesome memories from my mind.

I look at the clock and see that it's almost time for dinner. Just then, the phone rings. I answer the phone and sit down at the dining room table. It's Greasy Sae. "Hey, Katniss." she says.

"Hey, Greasy Sae. Are you coming over for dinner?" I reply.

"No, Katniss, I'm sorry. I can't make it. Cathy called in sick today so I have to cover her shift at the store. I won't get off work until later tonight. But There are plenty of leftovers in the fridge. Just warm them up in the microwave. Gosh, I'm sorry…I know I should have called earlier…" I cut her off.

"No, it's okay. Don't worry about it. I totally understand." I say this, but I'm actually kind of disappointed. I was really looking forward to having dinner with her tonight. Especially because I wanted to talk to her about Peeta…and today. I need advice! "I'll see if Peeta wants to eat dinner with me."

"Ah, alright girlie. That's a good idea. Hey, I've got to get back to work, but have fun. Talk to you soon." she says with a laugh.

"Thanks." I can't help but smile, Greasy Sae is the closest thing I have to a girl friend now. Everyone else is either dead or in some other district. "Bye."

"Bye hun." And I hang up the phone and place it back on the receiver. Should I invite Peeta for dinner? I think to myself. Well, what harm could it do. Plus, I really don't feel like spending the rest of the day by myself. I'm barely holding on to sanity as it is. A little human interaction would be nice for a change.

I get up from the dining room table and push my chair in. I slip on a pair of slippers I left near the front door and go outside. I walk over to Peeta's house and I knock. No answer. Not again, I think. Haven't we already been through this today? I knock again. Still no answer. Come on! I turn the doorknob, trying to open the front door. But it's locked. Locked? His door is almost never locked. But why now? What's going on?

A feeling of worry overcomes me. Did I do something wrong? Did something happen to him? Questions swamp my mind until I can't block them out anymore. I pound on the door. "Peeta! It's Katniss. What's wrong? Please open the door." But no one comes to the door. I slump to the ground, half sitting, half laying up against his front door. I knock and knock until I just can't knock anymore. The sun has begun to set and the sky has turned a fiery orange. Peeta's favorite color. My eyes become heavy and I fight back the drowsiness for several minutes before dosing off.

A/N: Gosh, no matter how hard I try I just can't make these chapters longer. :/ I don't know, just seemed like a perfect place to end it. Anyways...please review! Questions? Comments? Critiques? Let me know :D