I have no idea what on this earth I have done to deserve being stranded in a bus stop while the heavens pour out all the water they can muster and worse of all the bus stop provides the tiniest of shelter from the rain that I had to sit too close for my comfort next to a guy I have probably not met for more than an hour. How did I get into this situation well it is because of one stupid old patch of suash colored fur named buttercup.

Earlier that day...

"KATNISS!?" a high pitched voice rung throgh the household, a voice that could belong to no other one than my little sister .

I emerged from the kitchen to see a worried Prim standing in the living room."Have you seen Buttercup?",she immediately asks when she sees me leaning on the dorm frame."He hasn't been home since morning".

"He is a cat Prim, a wild one at that I am pretty sure he is doing fine" she didn't relax a bit with my attempt to convince her that her worry is all for naught.

"That's what you said that other time he was gone for the day only to be found by the neighbor stuck up a tree the next day" she pouted."I really thought you had more faith in your cat that he wouldn't do the same mistake twice"I sighed clearly tired of her concern for the awful excuse of a feline.

My sister looked at me with those puppy dog eyes together wuth her bottom lip trembling. She whispered softly, her voice tearing my heart, "I'm worried". I would always fall for that since Prim is my entire world and not seeing her satisfied really got into me. I have a defeated sigh," Alright, alright I'll go look for that piece of garb" i stop myself,"cat, that piece of cat".

Prim emitted a slight giggle while putting her arms around me. I hugged her back and said i will go look for him in the meadow and said goodbye.

I took my bike as I also think I need a bit of exercise and some free air and paddled towards the meadow thats a few houses from ours. The meadow used to be just an open field with wild flowers growing and weeds covering the surface but the Mayor of the cuty decided to put the lot to good use and renovated the place into a public park. It was a place for all ages, there was a great play ground for kids, a huge lake ,that was originally there, benches scattered everywhere , chess boards for the elderly and a bike path through the trees.

I use to go here for relaxation and would bring a book to read, climb a tree and sit comfortably ona fork while enjoying the shade. It has been some time since I got a part time job in the local bookstore that I barely had any free time.

Me and prim were the only Everdeens for almost five years now. My father died when I was twelve and prim, my mom and me almost never recovered from that great loss. It was worse for my mom. She truly loved him and she was alone. It took sometime but she got back to our world and provided for us three. But we didn't know that the odds are truly against us as our mother passed away when I was fifteen in a horible hit and run accident. The memory of sseing her body laying on the hospital bed when the police woke us at midnight telling us that we were now alone as Lilian Everdeen had died while walking home from her late night shift.

I still remember Prim's watery eyes as she asked where we would stay and the officer said we cwould live with or uncle Haymitch.

The day was officially the start of my new life. Sure my father's death weighed me down but what hurt more us that we never have fully healed when my mother's passing happened. The world is cruel but I don't express my feelings in fear that it may destroy little Prim's innocent mind and try to put on a smile for her anytime, anywhere.

I wasn't paying attention to where I was going when suddnly a loud, PEEP! came out of nowhere and I stopped just in time as a car speeded in front of me. I let out a deep breath. I really need to relax more and pay attention. That was close.

I finally made it to the meadow, alive. It isn't crowded nor deserted. There were kids in the playground amd a few people sitting on the benches.

I decided to start looking around the lake hoping this would get over soon...

It has been hours and I swear I have searched the entire meadow. I needed a break so I headed to the bike trail. Again. I relished the feeling of being with nature. I loved the cool breze stricking my face and the smell of trees and the outdoors making me smile. I really missed being free.

I had only been riding for a few minutes when suddenly a dog jumped out of nowhere, blocking my path. I closed my eyes shut waiting for the impact of the hard concrete. It came alright. But it hurt so much more than expected as I felt myself hiting metal then falling to the floor. I let out a groan but silenced myself as I heared a deeper groan next to me.