Hello all! This is a quick one shot about Cinna+Portia! PLEASE R&R! P. S: BETA NEEDED!

Portia's POV

The night was a misty black. Cinna was at my side as they left to their compartments in the training building, just below the room where they interview the tributes. Peeta would be sitting their tomorrow. The Avoxs are p cleaning the room with their capital machines so it will be clean. It will be a long night.

"Portia, what's wrong?" Cinna asks, putting a soft hand on her shoulder.

"Just thinking about how it will be a long night," Portia says, looking down at her green capital boots and allowing her fingers to twirl her long brown hair. Does Cinna know, know about me liking him?, I think. Cinna must have realized my odd look when he says, "Their's something else, isn't their?" Cinna asks. He stares at me as I get lost in those beautiful blue eyes of his, him lost in my green. The moment was perfect. It would have been more perfect if the big bottomed 1 stylist, Mandonna, didn't come in to ruin it.

"Hey, 12," she says, her capital accent almost as noticeable as Effie's, "stay away from him. He's mine." At that, Mandonna grabbed Cinna, twirled him around and pulled him close.

"STOP! MANDONNA STOP!" Cinna screams, pushing the obese stylist away. "I'm taken," He states, running his fingers threw his brown curls.

"Bu- bu- but, you should be mine!" the stylist sobs, her green makeup sliding down her face as she waddles aways from the us. Cinna stands strait, takes my hand Mandonna's and says, "Come on, lets go before we run into more of that." Together we walked down the hall hand in hand.

"Who is it?" I ask.

"Who's what?" Cinna replies, stopping short and meeting my eyes.

"You know, who's yo-"

"You are, Portia," he says, leans in and kisses me. Kisses me! I would have stayed this way, blocked out Mandonna screaming "No! No! He should be mine!" if we weren't surrounded by Peacekeepers that pulled us apart and led us to are rooms. "I love you Portia," he says while Peacekeepers draged us away. I was too shocked to say anything. The flavor of clam chowder stuck to my lips while I sat in my room.

"I love you too, Cinna," I whisper softly, even though he can't hear me. "I love you too."

So... how was it? What did you think? Would someone out there please consider being my Beta? PLEASE? THANK YOU! Put in your review (which you will do) if you want to be my Beta!