Finnick's POV
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I woke up early. Of course I had no intention of waking up at 2:00 thus morning, but...
I walked over to the kitchen and made some coffee. I hear someone coming down the stairs. I see viola's bright neon pajamas. I had an idea... I grabbed a paper bag and blew it up like a balloon. I crept along the hall and as she was coming near me I got behind her and popped the bag. I run into the nearby closet, which is surprisingly big. I swear, She screamed so loud the other tributes next door could hear her. I sneak out the closet and go up the back stairs. Run into my room and come back out pretending the screams woke me up. Everyone comes running down stairs. "Is everyone ok?!" says mags, almost taking a tumble down the stairs. "it was like a gunshot!" " Are you alright viola?" "Yes I'm fine." " I just got scared to death." Alright then. "Well we all may as well order breakfast." says Rene. Viola's stylist. I go up to my room and get washed up.
Viola's POV
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"Ok guys, you'll go to the training center and train for a few hours, and that's pretty much sums up your day!" says mags cheerfully. An avox comes over and sets an Eggs and toast in front of me, Along with a muffin and orange juice. "Oh and another thing, I'm not going to tell you how to train, so you can show your skills or save them for private training." mags informs us. We all murmur, agreeing. I need to shower. I looked terrible. I stepped in and lathered myself in soap scented like mangos. And a similar shampoo. I stepped out of the steamy shower. Then out of nowhere, Finnick comes bursting in. "Oh god." he turns bright red. My eyes are huge. "do you not know anything about knocking or privacy?!?" I yell. "Or do you purposely come in here every day when I'm half naked!!??. I shout . He stumbles out of the room and I hear a slam of the door. "You did what?!?" I hear mags say. "She had just got out of the shower and well..." God.... I say to myself and get changed into my training clothes.
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I Hate That I Love You
Fanfiction20 year old Viola Ravin won the 65 annual hunger games. Now she is chosen for the quarter quell and falls into something she so desperately tried to avoid. This is my first story! Hope you like it! c;
