Chapter 1

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-Katniss' POV-

I sit in my garden like normal, picking the petals off the daisys. I've been the same for nearly seven years.

Most people think I'm just an ordinary girl, but I'm not, I've been a broken fifteen year old girl since the age of eight. I live with my uncle Haymitch now because my family died in a plane crash seven years ago. I was the only one out of the four of us that survived, but onlu just.

I used to be a bright happy girl, always out with the few friends I had. Now I only go out to go to school. I sit in my garden picking daisy petals, whic is where I'm currently sat doing that very thing - picking daisy petals.

Picks a petal. "He loves me" drops it.

Picks a petal. "He loves me not" drops it.

Picks a petal. "He loves me" drops it.

Picks a petal. "He loves me not" drops it.

I continue that everyday. You want to know why?

I like this boy, Peeta Mellark, but he's a popular boy and wouldn't notice a girl like me when he gets normal, pretty girls hanging off him 24/7.

If he came up to talk to me tomorrow I'd probably faint. He's so good looking, his pale skin with his ashy blonde curls and his beautiful ocean blue eyes. Everything about him is just perfect.

"Katniss food!" My uncle calls from the kitchen. I sigh and get up and go inside to eat my food.

"How was school?" He asks.

"Same as normal" I mumble.

"Have you spoken to him yet?" He asks. Yes I told him I like Peeta, well he found out.

"No! What do you think I am, crazy? Him and his friends would just laugh at me!" I exclaim.

So short chapter but didn't know what to write😕

I'll update next when I get some new ideas😋

He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not // Everlark Where stories live. Discover now