"Annie Cresta." the announcer called out in an enthusiastic tone. I turned my head toward Finnick as soon as her last name left the announcers mouth. I watched as his face was painted with not fear, but something else...heartbreak. Annie sobbed in her hands I gripped her shoulders supporting her, I could feel her knees shaking against mine. As I held Annie in my grip kneeling beside her as her knees slowly gave out to the intense fear she was experiencing I licked my dry lips and cleared my throat. I closed my eyes and let the words spill out of my mouth, "I volunteer as tribute." I murmured.
I mustered up any courage I had inside me and stood up, Annie looking at me with wide eyes as I repeated myself. "I volunteer is tribute." I raised my head, trying to give off the essence of being brave to endure this hellish game again. But inside I was frozen with fear. Finnick's expression didn't change. He was still as shocked, as if it were my name being called. But instead I threw myself into the snake pit to save his beloved Annie, I would do anything for my best friend.