Sorry, I haven't updated in a while, but here is the last chapter of this story. Thanks again for everyone who read it and reviewed, made it their favorites, followed it. I apologize for types of mistakes, I'm bad at proof reading. Also, some asked why Katniss and Peeta aren't living together, lets say because they both were underage at the time. Some people asked what gave me the idea for this story, well my parents were 16 when they had me. I'm thankful that they chose to give me a better life and gave me up for adoption. But it's not just hard on the birth parents, but also their kid, because they might not be able to meet their actual parents. I'm fifteen on April 26, and I've never met my birth parents, I want to, but I probably won't get that chance but I love them so much and always will. :'(

Ainsley's POV 8 years later

I stare out the car window and all I see is trees and more trees. I finally turn ten tomorrow, and Mom and I are picking up Katniss and Peeta up at the train station who are arriving in town for my birthday. "Are you excited Peeta and Katniss are coming into town?" My mom asks, "Yeah, I really like them. How did you and Dad meet them?" I ask, Mom or Dad nor Peeta or Katniss have ever told me how they all meet each other. "We're just family friends." Mom says but sounds nervous, this is the same answer I get whenever I ask this question.

I sigh, I wonder how they really met. Katniss and Peeta are too young to be family friends, we're 16 years apart. I always ponder about what if I was adopted by Haymitch and Effie who are the parents I call 'mom' and 'dad', I look nothing like Mom or Dad, but look exactly like Katniss besides my eyes, I think they look a lot like Peeta's. I make a mental note to ask Katniss or Peeta. I think maybe they'll tell me.

When we arrive at the train station, I see crowds of people walking from their train and some running to their train trying not to miss it. I sit on the bench that I is Peeta, Katniss' and I's meeting place when they visit us. "I'll be getting some food." Mom whispers and walks away to find some concessions.

I think about the possibility of Katniss and Peeta being my birth parents. I have a picture of Katniss and I in my room, and all my friends thought she was my sister, I brought the same picture in for show and tell one time, the teacher thought she was my mom. I guess you could say I'm an exact replica of Katniss. And my eyes are the same as Peeta's. I'm deeply in my thoughts when I see Mom, Katniss, and Peeta standing right in front of me. "Are you okay?" Katniss asks, I look right at her, and I'm brought back to the thought of her being my birth mom. "Yeah, I'm fine." I say and get up and hug both of them. I fake a smile and hopefully they can't tell what I'm thinking about.

Before we go home, Mom takes us out to lunch. I sit down next to Katniss on the booth. I can't get the thought out of my head about them being my birth parents. No matter what I do, that thought is always there. "Ainsley?" I shake my head, "Ainsley tell the waiter what you want to drink." Mom says, "I'll just have a water." The waiter nods and goes off into the kitchen. I sit quietly, until I notice one of my friends, Morgan. I try to silently to get her attention. It takes me a while at first, mainly because I didn't want to look stupid or draw attention to myself. We agreed to meet in the bathroom. Well at least I think she meant the bathroom.

"I have to use the bathroom." I say and quickly excuse myself. I walk to the back of the diner and into the bathroom. "Holy crap Ainsley." Morgan says and grabs my shoulders. She startles me as I walk in the bathroom. "That lady looked exactly like you. Like it's almost like you're cloned. Like I'm not even joking. And that guy across from you, he's really hot. Do you know how old he is?" Morgan continues on about this. I wonder how I'm going to tell her. "Morgan." I say, "Calm down. I have something very important to tell you, but you have to swear you won't tell anyone." Morgan may be really crazy and everything, but she would never tell anyone someone else's secrets.

I take a deep breath, than another. "I think I'm adopted. And those other two people you saw out there are my parents." I say, Morgan stares at me blankly. "I think I'm adopted. And those other two people you saw out there are my parents." I say really slowly. "I got that part." Morgan says. "I'm just trying to process that your parents are not really your parents." She says. I nod in agreement. "That's crazy." She says again. "I know. I have to go, I don't want them to worry." I say.

I walk back over to our table keeping a normal expression. "We were wondering what took you so long." Peeta says, he's right, I guess I didn't realize how long I was in the bathroom because my food is already here. I don't really eat, I just pick at it. I order a to go box for my food, I'll just have it for dinner. My mom looks at me like she is worried about me, but I convince her I am fine.

When we pull up in the driveway, I walk up the stairs and into my room and lay on my bed facing the ceiling. My room is a bright pink with animal print pillows. I play soccer, so I have a ton of soccer uniforms everywhere. I have nail polish scattered along my vanity. Some of my friends have already started that makeup and straightening your hair stage, but honestly, I could care less about all of that stuff. I hear a knock on my door, "Come in." I say, I see Peeta and Katniss walk in along with Haymitch and Effie. "Could we talk to you deary?" Mom asks, I nod and follow them downstairs.

Mom sits me down in a chair, Mom and Dad sit next to each other on the couch to my left and Peeta and Katniss sit next to each other on my right. I'm a little nervous what they have to tell me. "Well, we agreed to tell you this when you were ten, but I guess this is close enough." Katniss starts, and I can tell she fakes a smile, "When I was 16, I was dating the love of my life. But one night, we made a mistake, and that mistake made me become pregnant, and I was only 16." She stops and Peeta takes over, "When I was 16, I was also dating the love of my life. And when she told me she was pregnant, I was ecstatic, because I've always wanted to be a dad. But when we really thought about us raising a kid, we couldn't support it, we couldn't live together as a family, our families weren't too fond of each other." Peeta says and Katniss continues on, "And that is when we felt adoption could be the best thing for us, but also our baby, and that is when we meet Haymitch and Effie." Haymitch and Effie? As in my Haymitch and Effie who are my parents' first names?

I don't know what made me get up and run out the door, I could hear them calling my name after me, but I kept running. I ran down towards the end of the street, and ran under the fence into the woods. I don't think Mom or Dad knows I go out here, but this is where I think things through or come to relieve some stress or whatever. The farther I get into the woods, the thicker the trees gets. It's easy to get lost, but I know these woods by heart. I run deeper and deeper until I find a nice tree to climb. The tears are coming harder and harder down my cheeks. I think about going back home so I don't worry them too much, but I decide to stay here. I've spent many nights in the forest, but none in a while. I walk a little deeper and it's a cabin my friends and I found a year or two ago. I collect some firewood and make a fire to stay warm. We kept sleeping bags and pillows and I'm grateful for that because I can feel the temperature dropping. Even though it is mid September, the nights start to get cold around this time.

I put out the fire because I don't anyone knowing that I'm here, I pull the blankets tighter to me and drift off to sleep. I wake up and doze back off, I repeat this pattern several times. I hear several sirens throughout the night, I wonder if some of them are for me? Would they really go through all that trouble just to find me? I don't know. But I'm sure I'll find out in the morning when I get a long lecture about this.

I never realized how much the temperature is dropped this time of year. I'm tempted to start a fire, but I don't want anyone to find me. I decide I will just try to ignore the cold. I shiver, and shiver more. I don't know why I'm still here. I'm sure Mom, Dad, Peeta and Katniss would be relieved if I came home right now. I doze off again and woken up again from being so cold. I wonder if I can get hypothermia or frostbite. I think hypothermia is from being wet and cold. I hope so at least. The cabin is small, and barely enough room for me. I thought that this would help with preserving heat, but I guess I found my answer.

It gets colder and colder. I think about going home now, but these woods are dark and it's very easy to get lost in here. I've heard that you could walk in circles in the woods at night and not even know it. I find the other sleeping bag and make due with what I have. I hear the birds chirp and that's how I know it's morning...my birthday. I hope out of bed and fold up the sleeping bags trying to make the cabin look deserted. I hope my eyes are not stained red from crying, but there is no mirror in sight.

It has been a while since I've walked back from the cabin to my house. I lose my place several times, but soon find a familiar sight and keep following it. But it still does take a while longer to get back home. I exit the woods and start to walk down the street to my house, I can tell that there are police cars. Boy am I in some deep trouble. When I get to the front door, I take a few deep breaths trying to gather the strength from somewhere to walk inside the door. I open it, I walk down a hallway that then leads into the family room, Katniss spots me first, she comes running up to me and hugs me, Peeta soon joins. I hug them both tight as if I let go, I'll be pulled away by something.

"I'm sorry." I mumble into Katniss' shirt, "I'm sorry." Peeta strokes the back of my hair, and this is the first time that we are hugging each other as a family. Well we have hugged other times, but I didn't know they were my parents. "Are you mad?" I ask pulling away from the hug. "No, we were just worried, you're going to have a long lecture later tonight." Mom says, I knew that this was coming. Better now than later I guess.

They get things cleared up with the police and they're on their back to the station. After they leave, the four of them surround me, "So, uh, how long am I grounded for?" I ask, I'm expecting at least a solid month of no electronics or friends over. But what Mom says next surprises me, "We're not punishing you. We understand that that was a lot to take in, but we are disappointed in you on how you handled it." Mom says, "You remind me on how Katniss handles her problems." Peeta says and Katniss elbows him in the rib cage playfully.

Over the coarse of the day, I ask Peeta and Katniss what my real family is like. I have one aunt, Katniss' sister, and two uncles, Peeta's brothers. I don't know if I should call Haymitch and Effie Dad and Mom or Peeta and Katniss Dad and Mom. But when Katniss was my age, she was a soccer star, and that's where I get my soccer talent from. I was a little mad at them at first for not telling me about adoption and all, but now, I understand it. And next time I have a paper due on who I admire the most, I can do it on my birth parents.

The next day, I say good bye to Peeta and Katniss as they board a train back to District 12, I arrived late at school that day, and just my luck, we actually do get a paper due on who we admire due next week. Right when I get home I start working on the paper. They next few days fly by, its the day our paper on who we admire is due. I worked hours on it, because I wanted it perfect, but also because I want people to know how special my family situation is. I volunteer to go first, when I walk up in front of class, I get a little nervous but take a deep breath and begin:

Everyone admires someone, some are athletes, our older siblings, influential people but my idol are my parents. I found out a few days ago, that I was adopted. My parents gave me up for adoption. They had me when they were both 16, at first I thought they didn't love me, but I know they chose adoption for because it was the best choice.

I was in close contact with both of my parents throughout my life, I was just told they were family friends. I'm an exact replica of my mother pretty much. During and after her pregnancy with me, she was bullied and called awful names. And even some told her that she wasn't taking responsibility for her mistake. Both of my parents parents didn't get along very well. My mom was from a poor part of town and she struggled to put food on the table after her dad died. And my dad lived in town, where the richer people lived. And his mom didn't want anything to do with a Seam person. They thought and thought about adoption and keeping me. When my parents babysat one of my dad's cousins, my mom said she couldn't give me up, but she knew it was the right choice to make. She told me that being a parent was about making sacrifices, and for me, they made the ultimate sacrifice. Giving me up. But also watching me call my adoptive parents 'mommy' and 'daddy' and not them. My mom explains that was the hardest part about the adoption.

When I was born, it was bittersweet for my adoptive parents and my birth parents. My mom said it was hard having someone grow inside of you for nine months and now all of the sudden, I'm gone and not there. One my birthday, during the hand off, where they give me to my adoptive parents, my real mom, my adoptive mom, and me all have bracelets that say: Always with me. And so I can realize how special I am

I just found out this weekend I was adopted, and I didn't take the news very well. I started to figure I had to be related to my birth parents some how because of much I resembled them. One thing I learned from my mom was to never give up, before she became pregnant with me, she was on a full time soccer scholarship, she was determined not to get that taken away, so she stayed kept up in school. I love my parents and my adoptive parents. I have realized how special I am, to have two sets of parents who love me very much.

The end.

The entire class is silent at first, but soon breaks out in applause. I sit down at my seat and my friend Nathan leans over and whispers good job to me. I just inspired a ton of kids and I do realize how lucky I truly am.

a/n well this is the end of this story, but make sure to look at my other story Survival of the Fittest.