The Hunger Games Are Not In Prim's Favor

Katniss and I talk

I walk off the train to see a group of people waiting to congratuate me. My family is in the front. My dad opens his arms and I go right into them. "Oh son, I couldn't stand to watch you on he screen."

"I know dad." I whisper.

There are so many tears. So many hugs. So many words said. 

I break away from the hug to see Katniss ten feet away from me.  I walk over to her. "Hi" I whisper. "You must hate me for not being to bring her home."

Katniss looks into my eyes. "Peeta, what you did was more then anyone has ever done for her. You protected her, and cared for her so much.The games are terrible, but you made it better for her."

A tear slips from one of her grey eyes.  

"I want to start a rebellion," I blurt out. She looks at me, "huh?" 

"I can't stand what the capitol does!"

"You mean it?" she asks.

"Yes" I reply.

She looks around to make sure no one is near. "You are serious right, because this sure isn't something to joke about." she whispers.

I take her hand, she almost tries to pull away but I grip her hand harder. "I have never been so serious in my life." She almost smiled but went back to a straight face.

 "Peeta, this could get lots of people killed. Just remember that."

"I know, but as long as the games go on,  children will be violently killed."

She takes in a deep breath, "I think we should."

I give her a little smile. 

She and I then talked about the rebellion. Her eyes glistened the whole time. I wonder if she remembered the time I gave her the burnt bread.

Maybe not, maybe so. But I wasn't going to ask her now . We had to talk about the rebellion, that we weren't doing for me, or Katniss, but for Prim. Our Plan would work, hopefully.....

    Book two coming soon, please please tell me what u thought:D