"I wasn't looking for love when I found it. I don't really know how. At five years old, it's not like I really knew what love was. But that's what I found on my first day of Kindergarten, when I heard the daughter of the coal miner and the apothecary. That was eleven years ago. I still love her more and more each day. She's grown up a lot since then. She wears her hair in one braid instead of two, pants instead of skirts, she's even exchanged singing for silence. She keeps to herself, staying far away from others in the school yard. We've only had one real interaction. I doubted she even remembered. But she did. My name is Peeta Mellark and this is the story of the girl with the silver eyes. Katniss Everdeen. *Mostly going to be Katniss' POV in a modern Everlark story. The description is just in Peeta's POV because it made more sense that way.*