Hi everyone, thanks for clicking on my story.

I hope you enjoy reading this chapter, although it is a bit short. Don't worry, it's only the lead up to the main story/encounter, which will come out sometime soon.

DISCLAIMER! I do not own the Hunger Games, or any of its characters as they belong to the amazing Suzanne Collins.

Please enjoy and leave a review, I read them all and really take the advice/criticism and use it to improve my writing!

Oh, and warning, this story is going to contain a lot of smut and lemon, so only read if you are into that stuff.

-FoxfaceNightlock

The dodgy elevator plays Christmas jingles as I press one of the 12 buttons, asking it to take me to the top floor, floor 12. I re-adjust my hair in the huge mirror that covers three walls of the elevator, getting frustrated over my uncontrollable, yet stringy, mushy brown hair.

I have just finished adjusting my tight fitting bra when the doors roll open, revealing the hallway with 6 doors leading off it. I stroll to the last one, number 66, and unlock the door, thinking 'open sesame' in my mind, and then scolding myself for thinking like a child.

As I step inside, I am greeted by my roommate, Johanna, as she lies on the coach, her socked feet on the coffee table and beer and chips in her hand.

"Hi Kat," she mumbles, one eye glued to the television screen. A re-run of 'The Bachelor' plays, and I see two people making out in a hot tub. Yuck.

"Why would you watch this?" I question for the millionth time, peeling of my boots and discarding them in the middle of the floor.

I join Johanna on the coach, munching absentmindedly on a chip. Johanna boxes my arm, before pointing to a flyer on the coffee table, her eyes still on the screen.

"Ow! Was that really necessary?" I mumble as I examine the piece of paper. It is advertising a beach party that is being held tonight.

"Johanna, you know that I'm not into this kind of stuff!"

"Oh come on! I've already invited Gale, and Finnick said he would try to persuade Haymitch to come. It will be fun!"

I reluctantly agree to come with her, but make her promise not to try hook me up with anyone.

"Kat, I want to tell you something. You know that guy I met at the bar, the one I told you about? Well, last night we…"

"Ok! Ok, stop now! I don't want to hear it!" I cover my ears and run out of the room, sparing myself another embarrassing tale. I hear Johanna laughing in the other room.