CHAPTER 6
- 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁 𝘀𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀
( 𝗯𝘆 𝗽𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗯𝘂𝘁𝘀𝗸𝘆𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗲𝗿 )THE NEXT TWO TRAINING sessions are spent mindlessly in my opinion. It's heartbreaking how much I enjoy everyone's company now that I know only a few of us will be able to be broken out. At lunch the second day, one of the tributes made me laugh so hard that water came flying out of my nose, eventually dribbling down my chin onto the table. Finnick told me that it was the most attractive thing he'd ever seen me do, which definitely boosted my ego.
I even bond with Katniss a bit more. Finnick gives her an hour-long lesson with his trident in exchange for some instruction with a bow and arrow. She teaches me how to properly skin an animal that isn't a fish, and afterwards, I show her how to tie a fishhook. The lessons are first spent in awkward silence, both of us incapable of properly upholding a conversation with people that are fairly unfamiliar. But, after a while, she starts to open up to me. She has a little sister named Primrose, the one who she originally volunteered for at the Reaping last year, and a cousin named Gale, who she used to poach with in the woods outside of District 12.
Despite her revelations, I keep my mother's death to myself. I don't want to drop that information on her so suddenly just to hear the same response I've heard for years. All the teachers and the acquaintances I've had to tell, only to be given an uncomfortable sentiment in return. I'm so sorry for your loss, Sonnet. She lives on within you. She's in a better place now. You're such a strong, young woman.
Over the years, I've lost almost every friend I had before I was reaped. Hazel, my best friend all throughout school until I started to reveal to her my mental issues and she abruptly had no time to visit me at all. Elliot, another close companion that disappeared when I moved to Victor's Village by ignoring my invitations to visit my new home. Dalia, a beautiful girl with long, flowing hair who resented me for my newfound wealth and refused to speak to me anytime after my triumph.
Only Finnick withstands it all, and that can be surprising at times. He has a better way with people, he always has. Sometimes, I'm jealous of how easy it all comes to him, like his witty remarks and charming gestures.
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tidepool, finnick odair
Fanfiction𝘁𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗹 - sonnet alcott must experience the hunger games again but this time, finnick odair is there with her. the hunger games: catching fire fem oc x finnick odair