Peeta pov- chapter 9
The next morning, Effie knocks on my door with her usual vibe saying, “wake up, there’s a big big big day ahead!” I get up, and very quickly shower. I want to be in the dining room with Haymitch before Katniss is there because we are telling her that I have asked to be coached seperatley. When I finally do make it to the dining room, Haymitch and Effie are there with their plates...
Peeta pov- chapter 8
author’s note- So I would like to apologize for completley neglecting my Peeta Pov story. I have had a bunch going on, and I started a gale’s pov called “through his eyes” and forgot about it. So here is the next chapter, and I promise to never go this long without posting again. As soon as I’m back on my floor, I’m bombarded with questions from Portia and...
peeta pov- chapter 7
The next morning, I remember training is supposed to begin. All twenty four tributes will finally be face to face with each other, on even ground. Well not even because the tributes from 1, 2, and 4 have been training for The Games their whole lives, but everyone will be in normal clothes, and not in shiny costumes. When I go to the dining room for breakfast, Katniss has already put away two...
peeta pov- chapter 6
So sorry everyone for how long it’s taken me to get the next chapter up. i’ve had a busy week! hope you enjoy the first rooftop scene :) I’m turned into the training center elevator that moves even faster than the one in the justice building. Because I’m from district twelve, I’m on the twelfth floor. But I’m not really paying attention. I’m thinking about Katniss, and that kiss. What...
peeta pov- chapter 5
I spend the next few hours being cleansed better than I’ve ever been cleansed before. My prep team has made it clear my stylist doesn’t want to see me until everything has been taken care of. “We just have to do one more thing, and then Portia will come see you,” says one of the women. She takes a salve from the top shelf of the cart standing next to the metal bed I’m lying on. She dips a gloved...
peeta pov- chapter 4
For a moment, I just stand there beside Katniss, taking in the picture of our mentor trying to rise from the vile stuff. The smell is what’s bad. It’s so disgusting, I almost vomit myself. Katniss and I exchange looks, and as if by some unspoken agreement, we each take one of Haymitch’s arms and help him up. “I tripped?” Haymitch asks. “Smells bad.” No kidding. I learned in school, smell is the...
peeta pov- chapter 3
The anthem ends, and we are immediately brought into the justice building. I’m taken through a hallway, and into an elevator, all the more aware of Katniss’ presence. Once inside, I’m moved into a room, and left alone. The carpet is thick and deep, and the couches and chairs are velvet. My family doesn’t own anything this nice, but a couple of my friends do. Tears sting my eyes and...
Peeta pov- chapter 2
so.. i know i said i was going to post every other day, but chapter one was done super quick and easy to i thought i would go ahead with chapter 2.. At first I feel awful for her. There is no way Prim will be able to survive The Hunger Games. She is going to be devastated. I’m also wondering how this could have happened. Prim is twelve years old, and has her name entered only...
peeta pov- chapter 1
I wake to the smell of bread just like every morning. But today everything is heavier and uneasy. Reaping day. My chances of being chosen are slim because i’m a merchant child, but it’s not me who i’m worried about. I get up, and stretch my muscles, make my bed, and clean my room a little because if i don’t my mother will be mad. The bread scent hits me again, and I...
Hey everyone. So i’ve been looking around on tumblr lately and i couldn’t find any Gale or Peeta pov stories i really really liked so i thought i would do my own. when i made my tumblr account it was just to look around at all the stuff but now i’m like… bored. so i’m blogging! i’m new at this so please comment and tell me if the story is good or not. i will try...