A/N: Ok, this story came to mind last month when I was studying. It was on the Merchant of Venice written by Shakespeare. I actually hate studying Shakespeare, anyway so I was reading up on Jessica and Lorenzo and I was listening to Life Of The Party from A Rocket To The Moon while flicking into . And this plot came to my head almost instantly.

I give credit to mandymellark who wrote Unbelievable. A fanfic about Katniss and Cato. That was the story I was reading when this story came to mind.

This fanfic is about President Coriolanus Snow's granddaughter and the son of Finnick Odair and Annie Cresta. Enjoy :)

~Josh

Lorenzo Finnick Odair POV:

Almost everybody knows who I am. The famous son of Finnick Odair. I've been told that I look almost exactly like him. And I take after his flirtatious personality and trident. My mother, Annie, is mentally unstable. Sometimes, she just randomly shuts down, stares off into the distance, eyes fixated on some object. Annie would stay like that for maybe a few minutes, or a few days. It pains me just to watch her. So I drag her out to the waters edge, so the waves can gently brush her toes, while I bring her cooked fresh fish. It's been twenty four years since the rebellion. The Second Rebellion anyway. My aunt, Katniss, is also mentally unstable. She's known as the Mockingjay. Her husband Peeta, sometimes physically abuses her because of his tracker hacker problems. I don't really know much about it. But yeah, twenty four years. And I'm twenty-five years old. I was born the day President Snow died and President Coin were murdered. People say that they used to be married, it seems quite likely.

After five years since the rebellion, the Capitol allowed the use of travel between Districts and the use of mobile phones. I, have the latest phone in technology. The iGlass512. I pretty much have only a few contacts. Gale Hawthorne, Johanna Mason, Annie Odair, Haymitch Abernathy, and my best friends, Rhye Mellark and Titus Hawthorne. Son of Gale and Madge and Katniss and Peeta.

And every year, on my birthday. The day the Second Rebellion officially ended, they hold the Annual Hunger Games. My parents are both victors of it. And I hate that reality tv show. It's disgusting. They were originally going to have a final one. With the Capitol children, but they held another vote and decided to hold 75 of them. One for each year, one for each District Hunger Game to match the Capitol Hunger Games. It's a wonder how Presidents Snows grandchildren haven't been chosen yet.

"Renzo!" I hear Annie call from downstairs.

"Yes Mother?"

"Time for breakfast!" She explains.

"OK!"

I get up from my bed and stop writing in my diary. It's mostly nonsense about how I hate how girls and sometimes guys throw themselves against me. I swear I'm being used a sex slave just as my Father, Finnick did before me.

I pull on a shirt that hid most of my muscles but showed them just the same and walked to the kitchen. There was Annie, with yet again another flower in her hair. This time, the flowers of the Katniss plant. Three white petals. It's pretty. I think my Father would sit by her next to the beach when she was first crowned victor, and he put a new flower in her hair. Apparently he knew a lot about flowers because of that

"There you go Renzo" Annie pushes a plate of cooked fish and eggs towards me. I walk behind the white kitchen bench and give my Mother a hug. I embrace her and her arms go around me.

"You remind me so much of Finnick" whispers Annie. Almost instantly, she goes into another of her trances.

I sigh. I drag her out to the waters edge before eating my plate of breakfast. I turn around and look back at the Victors Village. I sigh again, knowing that my Father, walked those hallways, touched those walls. Slept in this house, ate in that kitchen.

After sitting Annie down on the sand, I gather her shell necklace and place it around her neck. It keeps her calm. I kiss her cheek before removing my shirt, and I can hear several girls scream in admiration, diving into the water and letting the cold salty water slip over my warm body. I swim, for who knows how long, but what I do know is that I am floating on my back, half asleep.

I dream, I dream that I am running away, away with a girl. We're holding hands and we look emaciated. Her belly swells, but not with hunger, but with a baby. She looks ready to give birth any moment. And suddenly the girl falls to the ground. She screams out in pain and I'm guessing she's going through labor. A Capitol hovercraft flies overhead and I drag the girl underneath some bushes, hoping that it won't notice us, I'm about to find out what happens next but then a cold liquid pulls over my face.

It's Rhye. Peeta and Katniss' son. He visits District Four sometimes and today is one of those days.

"Renzo? What are you doing out here?"

"Swimming."

Rye pulls me aboard his boat and I realize that it's almost midday. I have slept that long. Rhye splashes some more water on my face.

"Annie was worried sick. I came here to see how you were going and all I find is Annie screaming, her hand pointing to the Ocean, screaming. 'LORENZO!'"

I look around an all I see is an endless mass of water around me. I can see a sludge of blue land far out. Is that Panem?

"How far out are we?" I ask.

"About halfway out to sea. I drove your boat here to find you. Lucky I did, you could've died!"

I sit up in the boat

"Ok, enough lecture. Can we go home yet?"

"Sure"

Rhye starts the engine of the boat and we drive back to land. But we end up no where near Annie's house. Yes, I am a twenty five year old man, looks exactly like Finnick Odair but has never had a girlfriend. Shameful I know. As Rhye and I head back to my house, I spear a few fish with a weak stick.

"So what's been keeping you these last few months?" I ask while the sand squelched between my toes.

"Well, my sister, Willow, seems to have genetically inherited Dad's tracker jacker venom. It only showed up a few months ago."

I think on this, Willow is a nice girl. She could never hurt a fly.

"Well that sucks."

"Yeah, it does. Meanwhile, Mum has been teaching how to hunt more accurately. Sometimes she can't because sometimes she does an Annie. I'm getting much better. In fact, I brought down my first deer in two years. I didn't quite get the eye, but I got it's lung. So it fell over and I ran over to it and fired another arrow into it's head. The tip of the arrow was resting upon it's temple before I let it fly."

Rhye? That's not like him to do something that brutal. The waves rise and fall against the smooth sand.

"Brutal." I say.

"I know, but I had to end it's life."

I don't get to say more before I hear the scream of my name, it's soft, but it's there. Annie.

"Lorenzo!" I hear her scream.

"Dads teaching me how to bake now. He says I have a talent for it."

I don't respond to that but just look up at Rhye. His blond curls bounce on his head. The light shines in his grey eyes, making them slightly see-through.

"Lorenzo!"

I decide I cannot test my mother. I run to our house, desperate to calm her down.

There she is, sitting on the table, screaming my name, pointing to the Ocean. I think Rhye must have dragged her back to home.

Annie has her hands over her ears now, curled up in a ball, silently whispering my name. Then randomly she screams again.

"LORENZO!"

I stand in front of Annie, gently and slowly lift her hands from her ears and whisper to her.

"Hey, it's okay. I'm back now, I'm safe, I'm fine." I whisper in her ear.

Eventually, I feel Annie's body relax.

"How do you do that?" asks Rye in a whisper.

I give him a look that makes him shut-up. I pick my mother and put her in bed. I sit with Annie for a few more minutes until I can hear her soft breathing of sleep, slowly, I get off the bed and close the blinds and shut the door.

Walking downstairs again, Rhye speaks to me again.

"How do you do that?" he repeats.

"Practice." I whisper.

Usually, when I pull Annie out of one of her trances, I put her to bed and close the blinds and doors. Making it dark and quiet for her. I think she likes it that way.

"So, where do you want to go?" I ask Rhye.

"I want to swim."

And swim we do. For at least another two hours. It suits me fine, it means I can listen to my thoughts underwater. It makes me feel calm, water does. Just diving into that cold, clear water. I feel like I can properly breathe underwater. Rhye and I are diving off a twenty meter cliff and having the time of our lives when I hear a gong ring out through all of District Four. I decide to make this my last dive and I throw myself off the cliff, I spin a couple of times before landing in the cool surface.

"Come on Renzo, you heard that gong, we need to find out what for."

"Yeah ok." I swim over to him and I see his eyes flicker down to my body.

"Umm, Renzo? How about some pants?"

I look down at myself and notice that my shorts have slipped off and I'm completely naked. They must have come off during my last dive.

I feel my face go red and I frantically try to look for anything that resembles a pair of shorts.

Rhye also helps but I keep on catching him looking at me. I have a thought, but I dismiss it quickly because he's one of my best friends. After about a minute of searching for my shorts, Rhye finds them at the bottom of the Ocean floor. I quickly pull them on and we swim back to shore. After we land on the sand I notice the erection I can see in Rhye's pants. I laugh at him and point it out. He quickly tries to hide it.

Too late.

Already a few hundred people are gathering to Town Square. Mostly people from ages 12 to 30. As we walk, I can see many women taking frequent glances at me. I can see their thoughts on their faces. "Is that Finnick Odair? No it can't be. He died during the Second Rebellion. It must be his son."I know that look, I see it quite a lot. The dry sand brushes my feet and I can hear the noise of all the commotion about everyone wondering what this is? Once I am inside the Town Square, I crane my head to get a better view of the stage. And all I see is a couple of people about to speak.

"Welcome District Four! I know all of you are wondering why we have gathered you here. You see? When we were ruled by the Capitol. We had the misfortune of being in the Hunger Games. And every twenty five years, they would hold a Quarter Quell. Of course that is this year! But every Quarter Quell, a secret party was held. Known as the Quell Party . It would hold all people from all over the Capitol from ages 12 to 30. And know, we as a united nation, we will hold this Quell Party, under the name of the Social Quell."

A part eh? Well. I'll be going, I need a break from Annie.

"But this time it will be different! Only ages from 16 to 26 will be invited. And Capitolites can join in the fun, if they have special permission. This Quell, it will be held in District One. But you must make your own transport there, hire your own accommodation there and get back home! Over the course of today, I sign up sheet will be going around for you all to join. Good luck, and may the odds be ever in your favour!"

And then they're gone. I look back Rhye, who seems to be busy.

A few hours later, a Peacekeeper arrives at our house. Of course, both Rhye and I sign up, putting our names, ages, District number, and address to home.

" You excited Rhye?"

"yeah. But it's in like, a month."

"Who cares? You can come early?" I brush off.

"You can?"

"I don't know, I am anyway." I say.

Just then, my iGlass512 vibrates in my pocket. I'm glad it's waterproof.

"Hey Renzo. It's me Titus"

"Hey bro" I text back.

"U heard bout th' Social Quell thing?"

"Yup"

"U going?"

"Definitely" I reply.

"U think u'll meet your girl there? I mean, u've never had a gf B4."

"Idk"

"kk"

"lol yer" I reply

"yer... lol"

And the conversation ends. Rhye seems to have gone to his room. Annie made me build a third room for him since he visits so frequently.

Annie. That's a problem. I'm going to be going at least three weeks early and coming back four weeks later. I'm going to have to get someone to care after her. So I get down and a write a letter.

Dear Johanna,

I'm writing because I need to ask you a favor. There's this Social Quell Party coming up and I'm going, your the only person I know that can calm her down besides me. Annie, I mean. I'll need you to come next week since I'm going next week. Exactly three weeks early. Hope you can come down.

Renzo Odair

P.S GET A PHONE!

After I finish writing it, I jog down to the train station and ask for this to be sent to Johanna Mason. The only remaining Victor of District Seven.

Running back, I find that night is settling. And that Rhye is making dinner. A nice meal of fish and beans.

"Dude you want some?" he asks.

"Yes Renzo, please join us" Annie pleads.

I quickly sit down and inhale my meal. Why am I so hungry today?

I'm about to ask for seconds when my iGlass512 vibrates. I pull it out and find that I have been texted from a random.

"Renzo Odair! Where are you? You said you'd be here by now!"

"Sorry. Who are you" I send back, very confused.

"The brunette you met yesterday. We met at the beach and I was staring at you"

"Aaahh... Now I remember" I text back, the conversation getting awkward.

"You asked if I could swim. I said I'll show you if we have sex the next night which is tonight. I gave you 50 Capitol Coins in case so you would come"

"Yup, coming now"

I slide my phone back into my pocket and both Rhye and Annie ask at the same time.

"Who was that?"

"Sorry, I've got an errand to do." I say. They both know what I mean by that.

As I head out the door, I hear Annie say "like Father, like Son."

I close the door and run to the Rocks. The Rocks is a section of beach in District Four where nets are made. I run faster and I find the biggest house there. I knock on the door and the brunette answers.

"Aroma." she says, extending her hand.

"Lorenzo Finnick Odair" I say smoothly, shaking her hand. "Where do you want to go?" I ask.

"Well, you want to watch me swim?" she replies with equal tone.

We run to the beach and she strips down to her underwear while she swims. I however, pretend to enjoy it and I slowly take my shirt off.

Aroma comes back after five minutes.

"I held up my bargain. Now it's your turn." she says needy.

I wrap my arms around her waist, kissing her mouth. We lie on the sand, the waves gently washing over us.

After that, the only thing I remember is the familiar feeling of my pants being pulled down by another person.

First chapter. Most probably won't be this long. You noticed I stopped the chapter after they were about to have sex. I dont do sex scenes. Its not my writing style, and it would be weird if I did anyway. Hope you all enjoyed the first chapter. Next will be in Jessicas POV.

~Josh

Next up:

-Jessica Snow

-Lukias Snow

- Jessicas boyfriend

- the announcement of the Social Quell in the Capitol.