The Hunger Games: Peeta's POV
DISCLAIMER: OBVIOUSLY I DON'T FUCKING OWN THIS, SUZANNE COLLINS DOES, BUT THIS IS FANFICTION, ASSHOLES. THERE IS NO NEED TO REPORT IT OR YOU BETTER REPORT ALL THE DAMN FANFICTION THEN.
Sometimes life and fate hate you. Take it from me. I'm in love with the one girl who doesn't see I'm in love with her, and when I finally have the courage to tell her, I tell her in an unfortunate situation. We've both been thrown into the most vicious "game" our country has to offer, The Hunger Games. Out of twenty-four of us, only one can survive. So, even if it kills me, I'll make sure that the girl I love is the one to win. Besides, how can the son of baker survive The Hunger Games anyway? I don't stand a chance, but she sure does.
When not even his brother's volunteer to take his place, Peeta is forced into being the District Twelve Tribute for the Hunger Games. But, maybe it is not all a bad thing after all since the love of his life volunteered to go in for a little sister. If Peeta can't win he will try with all might to make sure she does. How can being the son of a baker help someone survive the most gruesome Games in the whole nation?