my little dove | Finnick Odair

chapter six

"Everybody wants to be my enemy."

Enemy- Imagine Dragons

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THE Capitol had never sounded so loud. People were screaming the Victor's names, all applauding the trains as they came into the station.

Finnick and Dove were on the 4th floor of the living quarters the President had spared no expense on. Their floor was quite large and very modern, their bedrooms were also only a door apart. The living room was spacious, where Coraz had called them to talk about the day ahead.

"Hope you both are feeling ready. Because the Games start now." Coraz stated. "Snow has arranged a new training area for all the tributes, it has everything you'll need to show off your skills. Make sure you're memorable." Coraz instructed, sipping from his beer bottle.

"Sounds easy enough." Finnick winked at Dove, who rolled her eyes and looked away from him.

"Remember. Today's about making friends, not enemies. Also, show the other tributes you're a team. They'll fear you more when you're together." Coraz said.

"I thought today was about making friends?" Dove folded her arms.

"Temporary friends." Coraz remarked.

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Finnick and Dove were dressed in Capitol suggested outfits for training in. They were light weight and a smooth material, aerodynamic and easy to move in. Perfect for fighting.

Dove and Finnick left their hotel floor and made their way to the elevator. They hadn't said many words to each other since the Reaping, both still had hidden anger towards one another. Although it wasn't really very hidden.

"You know, if we're going to convince these people that we're a team, you're probably going to need to talk to me, at least." Finnick smirked.

"Okay." Dove replied, smirking to herself.

She saw Finnick role his eyes at her response. At this point she was simply doing it to be petty. She enjoyed teasing him. Finnick picked up on her smirk, and moved his body closer to hers. She shifted her body language as he grew closer. It was as if the oxygen in the elevator drained out.

"Are you okay?" Finnick smirked.

"Ass." Dove muttered under breath.

"What was that?" Finnick smiled, staring directly into her eyes. Dove however, was still looking at the doors, praying they'd open soon.

Thankfully, they did. Dove exited the elevator quickly, Finnick following loosely behind. He caught up to her, taking her hand in his.

"What are you doing?" Dove remarked, darting her eyes from their hands to Finnick's eyes.

"Showing we're a team." Finnick smirked. "You've never protested to me touching you before." Finnick winked.

"You're such a dick." Dove rolled her eyes, not able to pull her hand away.

The quickly arrived at the front doors to the training room. Dove's hand was still intertwined with Finnick's, even as they pushed the doors open.

Around half of the tributes were already present in the room. The Careers had dominated one side of the training quarters, whereas the Morphlings seemed to be hyperventilating in the corner. Johanna was training with an axe, swinging it through the air. Dove was about to approach her friend until she saw Peeta Mellark queuing behind the Careers. If Peeta was there, it meant Katniss was somewhere too.