"So you and Finnick?" "Yeah," "When did that happen?"
"Your romance wasn't the only one blossoming during the hunger games."
Or
They used to hate each other. Now they love each other. was it an act?
(Lol :) )
"Hey, it's okay, you've got a chance at winning!" Zaydien reassured his sister as the 19 year old panicked on the floor of the kitchen.
She rocked back and fourth, and repeated it. Back and fourth, Back and fourth. She couldn't stop.
"Your right, I know that.." she said trailing off her sentences. Her voice strained from her screams and cries of fear.
"Wind you can win. You have before. You know how to make fire, you know how to find shelter, you can hunt and find fresh water." He made her confidence go up. "Your — your right, now I need to get changed." She spoke out going up the stairs skipping steps to change out of her night clothes.
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
"Annie was right"
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
"I told you this would happen Finnick!" Annie yelled at the blonde male, who was happy he got to see the younger victor once more to just tease and pick on her.
"I know. This is horrible," he said calming the nerves of Young Annie Cresta.
"Where's Mags?" Finnick asked the read headed female as she pointed to the home of the old woman. "Okay I'll be back," he said walking at a fast pace to the home.
He knocked as he opened the door, "Mags?!" He yelled as she popped her head out of the kitchen.
"Mags, we can't let Annie get into the games." He told the woman as she nodded. She pointed at her chest and raised her hand, "That's a good idea, but if she volunteers over you there's nothing you can do." Finnick reminded her as she just gave a simple nod.
