When 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 gets chosen for 68th annual hunger games and her mentor is none other then the capitol darling, 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐑.
In the battle of life and death, Juliette Ambrose ends up finding herself falling for her...
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❀— 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 —❀ ACT I CHAPTER 3 ( ocean blue eyes lookin' in mine )
THE NEXT MORNING, JULIETTE WAS WOKEN BY OPHELIA'S EXTREMELY LOUD AND EXCITED VOICE. She jumped awake at the sudden sound.
"Come on up, up! We have a lot to do today my lovely!" Spoke out the voice, Ophelia, whilst parading around the stone grey coloured room. Opening up curtains and lightly tidying certain places.
Juliette groaned out loud when she saw the other figure in her doorway, "Oh for god sake." She mumbled falling back in-between the soft fabric of the pillows that lay behind her.
The grinning face of Finnick Odair stared back at her with a wide smirk on his face, "Don't make me come over there and drag you out princess, i will do it." He said still smirking at the figure in the bedding.
Finnick moved over to the side of the bed and stared down at the blonde laying in it. Juliette did the same to him, but instead of smirking like he was, she glared up towards the dirty blonde.
"Now now children, let's play nice." A new voice spoke, their other mentor Roman, as he walked into the room, "Please get up Juliette. Just like Ophelia said we have many things to do today."
So finally, the blonde got up and not so lightly shoved Finnick out of the way. She made her way towards the bathroom to get herself ready for the day.
After Juliette had brushed out her tangled hair, brushed her teeth and gotten showered, she changed into the clothing out for her on the already made bed.
Juliette walked out of the room and into the living room which contained of Atlas, Roman and Finnick. They sat on the oval shaped seating with this years game maker, Seneca Craneand Caeser Flickerman played on the television discussing this years tributes.
"Finally! Only took you about a thousand years." Said Finnick as the rest of the group turned to face Juliette, "Only joking angel, now come sit we were just discussing the outfits for the tribute parade." He patted the spot next to him.
Juliette sat on the complete other side of the couch and stared at him weirdly, "Angel? Where on earth did you get that idea from?" She questioned the man.
"You do realise we used to go to the same school right? Everyone called you angel, even our teachers. So i decided thats your new and other nickname sweetheart."
Juliette rolled her eyes and sat backwards looking towards the television, "So should i call you jackass then? That seemed to be a familiar nickname?" Juliette tilted her head to the right, "Only suits you right."
