Chapter One

The brake up

Peeta`s POV

"THANK YOU LOS ANGELES!" I shout to finish my concert. I need to run and change my clothes. I change the black jacket and jeans that I had for an Abercrombie t-shirt, jeans, and vans. I rush to the tour bus out of the arena before the crazy fans can find me.

"That was a great show Peeta!" My manager Effie says as I close the door of the bus behind me.

"Thank's Effie," I say and sit down on a couch.

"You should get some sleep, you won't make it to Panem if you continue sleeping 30 min every night," She says and heads to the restroom. I sigh and stand up from the coach, I take my phone and enter to twitter. I tweet:

You rock LA! Ready for the last show of the world wide tour? I'll see you tomorrow Panem.

I click tweet and charge my phone. I climb to bead and instantly fall asleep.

"Peeta," I hear some one whisper but I don't catch who it is. "Peeta, you need to wake up." Cinna; my stylist.

"What time is it?" I ask tiredly.

"3:00 am... sorry, I hate to do you this boy. Please help me up," He says and sighs.

"Okay I'll go in a minute," I rub my eyes and stand up from bed. I head to the restroom and take a shower. When I'm out I see that Cinna has prepared me an outfit for the whole day. It's an orange sunset shirt– my favorite color, with some jeans and converse. I put it on and see that we have arrived to the airport. I take my backpack and my phone.

"Good morning Peeta," Effie says

"Hi Effie," I say with a soar voice still full of sleep.

We take our suitcases and go out of the tour bus to the airplane. Thanks to the odds no one is here. We enter to the airplane and as soon as I sit in a couch, I fall asleep.

"Peeta wake up!" I hear Cinna shout.

"Sorry," I say and stand up quickly.

"We thought you'd wanted to see this," He points to the airplane window and I see that it's sunrise time. Panem's sunrise time, I've missed this too much, I can't believe I'm home. I stay there for a couple of seconds enjoying the view. I really wish my girlfriend was here, Delly Cartwright, she's the sweeties girl ever. Today is our anniversary, I can't wait to see her in a couple of hours.

We finally arrive. I get my suitcases and so does Effie and Cinna, we thank the pilot and get out of the private airplane. When we are at the airport I see that a few paparazzi and a big crowd of fans shouting my name gathered.

"Peeta here please," Says one paparazzi.

"Hey Peeta," Says another.

"Peeta take a picture with me!" Shouts a fan.

I keep my head down all the way through, because I'm really not in the mood for meet's and greets right now. My bodyguards point me to an elevator and the cops close the corridor we're in so no one can enter. When everyone is in the elevator Cinna says, "Man how can you live with all of this?" He sighs.

"You get use to it," I say simply and shrug.

My prep team and I arrive to my old house in the 'Victor's Village' . I can still smell the pine trees.

"Peeta, we need to go," Effie says after they've helped me settle down.

"Where are you going?" I ask.

"We're going to see our families," Cinna explains. Oh how selfish am I? I totally forgot about their families!

"Of course. I'll see you tonight for the concert," I tell them.

We wave a good bye and the house is filled with silence. I decide to go upstairs and clean a bit my room. I leave my things downstairs and as I make my way down to pick them up, I hear the door bell. I make my way to a mirror to see how messy I am, nah I'm fine.

I open the door and see that is Delly. An instant smile grows on my face, but she doesn't return it. "Hey babe!" I say and give her a hug.

"Hi Peeta," She says

I let her in and lean in for a kiss, but she moves back and puts her head down. "What's the matter, Delly?" I ask her as lift her chin up with my thumb, she jerks her head away from my touch, so I decide to leave her.

"Peeta, this is a little complicated..." She says

"Tell me," I say softly.

"You see... my manager, doesn't want," She starts but a tear escape her eyes, before I can hug her she finishes quickly "–that we keep dating."

"What?" I asked confused.

"I'm so sorry Peeta," she whispers

"What are you not telling me Delly, why does he wants us to brake up?" I say louder

"Well, remember when we meet last year at the Grammy's?" She says and smiles for the memory. I nod. "Well, my manager told me that I needed to fall for me so I became more famous, or he'll rather fire me and take my contract."

"I can't believe you did this to me," I say amazed.

"I understand if you don't want us to be friends," She mutters. "I should go, I'm so sorry Peeta, I hope one day you could forgive me." She finishes and makes her way to the door but before she leaves turns back and says, "I wish you the best Peeta," and with that she leaves me and an awkward silence.

I think of all the good moments I had with Delly. They were so amazing, I can't believe she was just acting.

Hey so this is my new story. I hope you guys like it. Tell me if you want me to continue with it, and review please!

All characters belong to Suzanne Collins. By the way, this is obviously inspired in the "Starstruck" film, so if you don't like, don't read. :)