Finally, we sleep. Peeta sleeps like an angel and I giggle to myself. We lie on a single thick branch, embraced in each others arms. When Peeta sleeps, he looks so young. Like a small child after a hard day, exhausted.
I must look so creepy. Smiling to Peeta, watching him sleep. Pretty creepy.
I find it hard to sleep. I'm used to the feeling of Prim within my grasp and stroking her blonde waves. I decide I shall do this with Peeta instead. His hair feels soft, tiny tuffs of blonde hair as soft as pillows, running through my fingers.
In the rhythm of caressing his locks I find myself nodding off, yet still running my fingers through his hair. It feels like a nice trance.
In my dreams enters Peeta again, only he doesn't look happy, I realise I am on a stage, looking over at all the citizens of District 12. I see Prim, much older, around 12, crying into my mother. My mother looks sorrowful too. I didn't realise what was going on until our escort, Effie Trinket, selecting a piece of paper from a bowl. I'm at the Reaping. Why am I on stage?
I gasp. I have been chosen, Prim is 12ish so I must be around 16.
My thoughts help to block out the sound of the outside world. I hear terrible crying. I whip my head round and see that it is Peeta. Only he is much more muscular, older looking, more handsome looking. He is walking up stage.
No! No! I cry louder and louder.
"Why? Why me! Why Peeta? Why us!" I scream.
I think over and over again, one of us will die soon, die, gone forever, never to come back...
NO!
I sit up on my tree trunk suddenly snapped out of my horrendous nightmare. I'm breathing heavily and faster than I should.
"What happened are you hurt?" asks Peeta suddenly getting up, startled and scares looking.
"It was a dream." I breathe.
"It's ok now, your safe, Peeta's got you, shh shh." he says calmingly and reassuringly, hugging me tightly and stroking my hair.
"Peeta, it was us. We got reaped, we were 16." I say into his shoulder.
"That will never happen I promise, I promise." he whispers back.
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The day I met him, Peeta Mellark
FanfictionSo this story starts when Katniss is 11 and she meets Peeta for the first time and basically it's what would have happened if she were friends with Peeta rather than Gale.
