There was a boy Annie used to play with when she was little. She remembered playing in the sandbox and the kiddie pool with Finnick Odair, who used to be even more arrogant than he was now. They used to be friends, but then as they grew older, Finnick decided girls were gross and stopped hanging out with Annie after school. And Annie decided boys were weird, and stayed inside, reading her books and daydreaming.
As they grew older, they both went their opposite ways, and while Annie focused on her studies, Finnick grew to be a popular jock and an athlete. Annie didn't even know why she still remembered those days in elementary school when Finnick used to throw sand in her hair and laugh, calling it "fun". It's not like Finnick even remembered who she was now. He was too busy with everyone else.
"Annie!" A voice called out, snapping Annie out of her daydream. "You're going to be late for your next class!" Johanna rolled her eyes,"Honestly, you've been out of it all day, are you sure you aren't sick?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," Annie said quickly, glancing at the clock and sighing. She quickly grabbed her books, running out and making her way through the crowds of annoying students that thought they could just stand in the middle of the hallway. Annie decided that in order to make it to class on time, she'd have to take a different route. She sighed and went down the hallway, pushing open the door for the olympic sized swimming pool. She quickly made her way across the wet, slippery tiles, ignoring the girls sitting on the bleachers. They were probably waiting for a chance to see the swimmers with their six packs or something ridiculous.
If Annie had been paying attention--which she wasn't-- she would have noticed the swimming cap on the ground. She gasped as she stepped on it and slipped. Her arms flailed as she twisted and fell into the pool. letting out a small scream.
Annie flailed her arms frantically, trying to swim, but she'd never learned and didn't help that she was panicking and her eyes stung and she was running out of air and... she sank to the bottom of the pool just as a pair of arms grabbed her by the waist and pulled her up.
She was dead. She was definitely dead. Holy crap, she was dead. Annie coughed and opened her eyes, staring into a pair of sparkling green, worried looking eyes.
"Are you okay?" the boy asked, helping Annie up. Annie Cresta looked at the boy with wide eyes. She knew this boy, a long time ago. "I'm Finnick," he said softly,"You're okay, right?"
"Yes," Annie whispered.
