Finnick POV
Beep. Beep.
Ugh. My alarm clock. I drag myself out of my bed. First day of the new term.
I dress quickly. While I'm rated as handsome, and many call me arragont (and worse) I normally dress in under 3 minutes. Whatevers comfy.
Today its a white shirt and grey bottoms. Nothing extraordinary. I head downstairs. I grab some toast and, yelling bye jog outside.
I see Peeta, who lives only a few doors from me, in the towns bakery.
"Peeta" I scream. He looks up.
"Hey, Finnick". I run up to meet him.
"Nervous" he asks
"Mmh" I give a noncommital reply.
"I wonder will I have any classes with Katniss"
I sigh. "Peeta would you just ask her out. You never shut up about her. The worst that can happen is that she could say no".
"I'm not brave enough" and with that we walk on in silence.
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Hunger Games High
Fiksi PenggemarWinning the Games can be easier than handling high school. ~ I ship Johinnick~ ~ I ship Everlark~
