The Boy With The Bread

With no purpose, everytime I walk to the cafeteria I'm always looking for him. It's been six months since he gave me the scorched bread and made me owe him so much. Too much for me handle anyway, since it was like he gave me my life, along with that bread.

It's not hard to find him anyway, because he's always on the centre of the crowd in cafeteria, the crowd of popular people. As I sit on the edge of cafeteria, the crowd cheer so loud at someone's joke makes him choking his drink while he tries to stop laughing.

I remember that day, I don't know him much of course since I'm not popular student, only he was one of the popular boy, had the same blonde hair like Prim and son of the bakery owner. I was hungry, there was no food left at home and I didn't have any money. My mom was going crazy after my father died, so it's not like I could ask her to do something for Prim, who was starving so bad she couldn't even stand.

I was walking without thinking, my body was trembling and the bread smell so undeniable I found myself without I realized, on the front door the bakery. But no matter how hungry I was and how the bread were golden-colored, looked delicious and smell tasty, I didn't have any money and they never mine. So I walk to the garbage trash and started looking for anything my family could eat.
But the shop owner saw me and chased me away. I couldn't do anything, I was too hungry my mind started to fading I'm ready to faint and that boy looked at me behind his mother, the starving girl beside the apple tree. They went back to the shop and left me alone. I was thinking about do something like stealing the bread and remembered that I can't do that, at last not when I was hungry like this when I heard something in the bakery. I thought it was the voice of the lady bakery owner, she was angry with her son at something about burnt and scorched for the whole 10 minutes. After the bakery owner gone, her son opened the door and threw the loaves right before me. Two golden-colored loaves which a little scorched one side, in front of me!

I looked at the door but he'd already gone, I didn't know if he wanted me to take the loaves or not, but he threw them right to my feet, so I took then hugged them on my jacket and went home. I got loaves for my family. And I owe him, something I have to breakeven someday. But for now, I need to eat.

After that, I was thinking for finding food by myself. I didn't have money, so if I wanted meat I had to find it myself. My father taught me how to hunt and my mother taught me those plants I can eat and which not. Without I realized, I'd been the head of my family and made my family survived these 6 months. But I couldn't leave the feeling that however we survived or not, depended on the boy with the bread.

"Katniss, what are you staring at?" Madge asks. It stagger me I quickly drop my gaze from him. "Is it Peeta Mellark you just see?"

I look at Madge incentive eyes who looks either confuse or guessing. "Who?"

"I don't know, I just follow your gaze and I thought you were staring at him." She says, "Peeta Mellark is the boy who sits beside Jamie, the one with the blonde hair and blue eyes."

So his name is Peeta Mellark. Well, at last now I know what that boy name is. I look at Madge, "how do you know his name?"

"He's popular Katniss and his bakery is near my house." She answers. "I never know that you have any interest on him."

"No, no." I shake my head. "Really, it's nothing." Madge looks at me more incentive but then she shrugs and continues eating her food.

What do I have to do to return him what I've got, my whole life, my family life, to breakeven this owe? But I start to think, no matter how long time I'll make sure I return his gift. Even if my life costs, I'll do that for him, for the sake of the bread six months ago.