Life Through Sea Green Eyes - A Hunger Games Fanfiction

Part 2: Chapter 9

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Life Through Sea Green Eyes

Part Two: Decadent Delirium

Chapter Nine

          Natare walks into my room the evening of the dance, and gapes at me when she sees that I’m wearing an actual suit, although I absolutely refuse to button up the shirt all the way. Since she hasn’t seen me out of a t-shirt and shorts for months, this must be somewhat shocking. Also, considering I haven’t told her about the little plan Annie and I have cooked up to humiliate Reef, she must be very confused at the moment.

          “Nice suit,” she says, padding into the room and doing a full circuit around me. “You look good in anything,” Natare sighs.

          I grab her and give her a one-armed hug. “Jealous, little sister?”

          Since I’ve called her on it, Natare is quick to deny the accusation. “I’m prettier than you’ll ever be.”

          “And rightly so,” I agree. “Boys aren’t supposed to be pretty.”

          Natare beams up at me angelically. “What did that little girl in District 13 say about you? Mama, he’s soooo pretty!” She mimics the girl’s dreamy voice perfectly.

          “Get out, brat,” I laugh, pushing her toward the door. She sticks out her tongue and then races off, probably to ask Mara and Annie – who are getting ready in her room – why I’m wearing a suit.

          I stare into the mirror for a few minutes, making sure I look absolutely as devastatingly handsome as possible, because the whole point of this is for Reef to see me with Annie and then get so jealous he’ll hopefully do something stupid like pick a fight. Then I can teach him some manners, and Annie’s idiotic classmates will stop taunting her with the ridiculous idea that she’s undesirable. Because she isn’t, not by a long shot. True, she’s only thirteen, but it’s obvious that she’s going to grow up to be stunning.

          Natare bursts into my room again just as I’m about to leave. “Why didn’t you tell us you were taking Annie to the dance?” she demands. “Mara’s been telling us for weeks about those awful rumours going on about Annie – no one would dare saying such stupid things if they knew you were taking her!” Natare’s eyes narrow suddenly. “Wait, why are you taking her? Do you like her?”

          “Relax,” I snort. “I’m taking Annie precisely because of those rumours. Get it?”

          I wait a minute, and then she does. “Ooh, I wish I could come,” Natare says wistfully. “The look on Reef’s face when you two show up...”

          Mara and Annie are waiting for me in the front foyer. They’re both nicely done up, wearing pretty pastel dresses, and I give a wolf-whistle. “Finnick,” Natare scolds, slapping my arm as we descend the stairs.

          Annie must have told Mara about our plan, because Mara eyes me and says, “This should be good.” I wink at her, and she grins. Then I turn to Annie and offer her my arm. She gives me a dazzling smile and accepts.

          “You ladies look absolutely breathtaking,” I say, provoking a fit of giggles from my female companions.

          Natare glances at the clock on the wall. “You’re going to be late! Go!”