Since I've been having some major writer's block lately, I've started a new story. It's not a one-shot, it's an actual story. Thank you for reading!

"Welcome to Mellark's-" I look up from my old, mud-caked navy blue vans, and into an intense pair of clear-blue eyes. I look up at him for a couple seconds, mesmerized by the boy's eyes. I blink back for a second and mentally shake off the thought.

Like I need boys in my life, I think to myself.

"Hi, uhm- uh, what would you uh- like?" He stutters, fumbling over his words.

"Uh, the bread with raisins and nuts please," I mumble. He nods and quickly picks one out, and stuffs it into a long rectangular bag that reads Mellark's Bakery in huge block letters.

"That will be 6 dollars," He says, his cheeks pink.

"Peet- that bread is eight dollars," A guy a little taller than the boy in front of me, but with the same hair color and eyes, yells over to him.

"Rye, I've got it," The boy yells back.

"Whatever."

"I can pay eight dollars, I mean that's the price, I don't want to owe you anything," I say.

He shakes his head. "Take it," he gives me a warm smile and I nod, the outer corners of my lips curling up into a small smile.

"Thank you!" I wave goodbye and run out of the bakery.

OxO

"Katniss, he likes you!" Johanna exclaims as we all sit in a circle.

"No Johanna, he can't.. How? I saw him for two minutes, I doubt that he would start liking me. He gave me some bread and that's it," I mumble, picking at my cuticles.

"Except he gave you the stare," Annie swooned, fluttering her eyes. Of all of my friends, Annie was definitely the romantic one. Always thinking about her happy ending, the ones with Prince Charming. I prefer to focus on things that matter more than just love.

"Staring doesn't mean he likes me," I mutter, thinking about his dreamy blue eyes, clear and- I mentally shake the thought out of my head. Boys only distract you, Katniss.

"So he totally just stares at all of the customers that walk in, right?" Madge teases, flashing a grin.

"But just because he did doesn't mean he's going to fall in love with me, he doesn't even know my name!" I say, annoyed with my pushy friend's arguing. "And maybe he has a girlfriend.."

"Whatever you say Katniss," Johanna rolls her eyes as she taps her iPhone to order pizza.

As I bite into the gooey pizza, I wonder if, maybe, this guy will be working again tomorrow.

OxO

"Where are you gooooooing?" Johanna says, sleepy. Her hair looks like a haystack, and I can barely contain my laughter.

"Uh, the grocery store, to um- buy some milk?" I lie. I need to find out that guy's name. And fast. My patience is going away quickly.

"You're a terrible liar, Katniss. By all means. Go fine your bread boy," Johanna grumbles. Even tired and worn out, her lie detector is still on.

"Thanks, but tell the other girls that I went to the grocery store, alright?" I plead, hoping she'll say yes. She nods and says something, but I'm already out the door.

OxO

"Oh! Hi!" The blonde boy chirps. The same one, with the intense eyes. They instantly warm me and I smile a little.

"Hello," I speak up from my usual mumble, and into my warmest tone. I want to make an impression on this boy. And I don't exactly know why. I dont know why, but I blush and I know I probably look as stupid as hell.

"You were here yesterday, am I correct?" He asks, looking straight into my eyes with a heart warming smile.

"Yes, I was," I laugh awkwardly, leaving him staring at me, and I know I'm looking at him too. My cheeks heat up and I blink again.

"So what would you like?" He asks, still looking at me. I probably should have dressed nicer, instead of going in here with a pair of leggings and an old sweater. I guess I should have thought this out when I was thinking about making an impression.

"Oh, um- cookies?" I say. I know that if Gale and Finnick were here right now, they would be laughing at how awkward I was being, mumbling too much.

"Sure! By the way, what's your name?" He asks, and I'm glad he's the one to start the conversation. He bags the cookies and hands them to me, but he just waits for me to answer his question.

"Katniss, yours?" I ask, my voice quiet again.

"Peeta. Peeta Mellark," He replies, "Your name is beautiful, by the way." His cheeks turn light pink and I'm glad that we're all alone here.

"Thank you," I say, and I just look into his eyes. He doesn't seem to mind it, because he does the same. It's our own secret little staring contest, I suppose.

I hear the door open and I take my elbow off the table, taking my hand off my chin and whip my head around for whoever is there.

Johanna strolls in, putting an arm around me then looking at Peeta.

"So this is the guy you were talking about, Katniss, hm?" Johanna laughs and my cheeks burn and I have an overwhelming urge to slap her in the face.

"I never was- I mean- I didn't talk about anyone, I don't know what your talking about," I stutter. Peeta's cheeks turn red.

"Oh, come on Katniss, you suck at lying," Johanna says, "She was saying your name in her sleep the whole time."

"What- Johanna, I didn't even, no!" I say and she rolls her eyes. Peeta laughs uncomfortably.

"Look, you and Goldilocks over here go back to making out or whatever, I'm leaving," Johanna announces and walks back outside. I can feel my cheeks turn so red, a tomato would be jealous.

"You talk about people, Katniss?" Peeta teases and I roll my eyes.

"No, I don't," I say a little too quickly and he smiles. I blush a little, knowing I've admitted that I talked about him. Usually I'm not so open with people.

"Sure!" He laughs and I laugh a little with him, knowing that this guy doesn't know who I even am, so I can make an impression that isn't rude, mean, or selfish.

"Hey, maybe I was talking about your better looking brother!" I lie and he clutches on his heart in fake hurt.

"Sorry, he's got a girlfriend, maybe not as beautiful as you, but he's taken, sorry," Peeta's cheeks turn light pink and I know that mine are the same. No one thinks I'm pretty, I know that.

"Aw, poo! I guess I'm leaving then! I thought that maybe I could proclaim my love to him, I guess not! Bye!" I take a couple steps, pretending to leave.

I can hear him jump off the off the counter and walk toward me, his feet thundering towards me.

Couldn't take him hunting, I think to myself. What makes me think that he would ever want to hang out with me in the first place?

"Kat- wait up!" He says, putting a hand on my shoulder, turning me around to face him.

"Hey, you're Peeta, I don't like you! I'm into your brother, don't touch me!" I laugh uncontrollably. This is a side of me I've never seen, I'm not going to say I don't like it.

"I'll set you up with my brother then, if you promise to talk to me," Peeta says and smiles. I know he's joking about the setting up, but does he really want to talk to me? I'm closed off, shallow.

"Peeta, I'm not into your brother, but I'd love to hang out with you sometime," I say, surprising myself. Usually, I wouldn't even make an effort to talk to a guy in the first place.

"Really?" Peeta asks, his blue eyes shining.

"Sure," I say with a grin, and he gives me a similar look.

Why does he want to hang out with me anyways? I'm not pretty; I know that. I don't put on makeup and get all dressed up and pretty like Annie and Madge do. I don't care for most people's feelings. I don't trust people, usually. It took Gale a year for me to consider him a friend.

"Sit down," Peeta orders, but it's not forceful. I sit on the light wooden chair, warm from the heat of the ovens nearby. He sits in front of me, holding the bag of cookies I bought, pushing them near me.

"You can have some too, you know," I scoot the cookies into the middle of the table.

"Thanks," he says, "So Katniss, what high school do ya go to?"

"Panem High School," I say with a little eye roll, "You?"

"Same.. I don't think I've ever seen you before," He smiles.

"Haha, me neither.." I notice that I'm not even looking at him as I talk, but at the bag of cookies sitting in front of me. I blush and pull a sugar cookie out, biting into the soft treat. I look up at him, a cookie in my mouth and giggle.

Giggle? Katniss Everdeen does not giggle.

"Hi," I look into his eyes. They seem to be smiling at me, cheerful and warm.

"Hey," he whispers softly, "You look cute, quit worrying about how you look." I'm not cute, much less beautiful. Peeta must be a people pleaser, making everyone happy although he doesn't really think it. That's probably it.

"You don't have to be nice to me you know," I mumble, looking back down.

Peeta shook his head. "Katniss, you don't understand it do you? I truly think you're a nice girl, you're pretty too. And I'm not just saying that, trust me." And somehow, I do trust him.

"Okay, I trust you." I look back up at him and he's smiling. He puts his hand beside mine on the table, and I desperately want to take it and just hold his hand.

Then a thought occurs to me. Maybe Peeta has a girlfriend. Probably does; he's handsome and sweet, what girl wouldn't like him?

Do I like Peeta?

"Hey, you okay? Do you wanna go somewhere?" He asks and I just nod. "Movies sound good?" I smile at him and he smiles back.

And just his smile makes me crush on him.

Okay, that was the first chapter! Tell me how you like it! Good, bad? Review!