Hello everyone! I hope you are all well! So I have always loved the Finnick/Annie coupling, the two are my favourite couple in the Hunger Games. SO to quench my thirst for some Annie/Finnick loving, and to help me overcome the agony of waiting for them to appear on my screen in Mockingjay in November, I decided to create my own story around them Of course this is the first chapter, there will be a new one every week I hope, every Friday, so I hope you guys enjoy this! Looking forward to hearing your comments! Love you lots 3
"Finnick, come on!" I called, tapping my foot impatiently on the floor. He was upstairs in the bathroom in his house in the victor's village, getting himself ready. "I will Annie, just give me a minute" he called back, a little in annoyance. I sighed and ran up the stairs as fast as I could, standing outside the bathroom. "I need to get dressed!" I called, rapping on the door. I heard a groan from the other side of the white door, and it flung open to reveal the beautiful blonde in front of me. "Fine" he grumbled, leaning in and planting a small kiss on my lips.
I giggled and walked in, my dress hanging on the door of the cabinet ready to be worn. Finnick had it washed and ready for me the night before when I had stayed over. It was sea green, which my mother used to say, complimented my copper hair. I pulled off Finnick's shirt and folded it up, leaving it on the cabinet on the side. I grabbed my dress and wriggled into it, smoothing down the wrinkles I saw and looking in the mirror. My hair was wild around my face, all knotted and tangled from the night before. I smirked at the memory of what happened to make it so animalistic, and pulled out a brush, smoothing it out and parting it so my hair fell down the left side of my face.
I sighed at my reflection and wondered what Finnick saw in me – I was an orphan child, with crazy hair and green eyes, nothing special. There were so many girls he could choose from, from our district and the Capitol, but still he chose me. I smiled a little and watched Finnick in the mirror as he walked in, searching for something hurriedly. "What are you looking for?" I piped up, and he grinned suddenly.
"Here, close your eyes" he said, and I smirked and shut them. I felt him clasp something around my neck, and I looked down to see a little seahorse pendant hanging loosely on my chest. "Finnick..." I gasped, and he smiled. "Thank you" I said softly, and pressed my lips softly against his. "We don't have time for breakfast, we um... overslept" he coughed, and I giggled at the colour he suddenly went. He grinned and dropped his eye in a wink, holding his hand out in front of him.
I gently clasped my hand around his and he led me down the stairs and out the door of his house in the victor's village. I smiled at Mags, who walked out of her house and waved at us, and Finnick moved his arm around my shoulder. "Now, once the whole reaping is over I've arranged for you to stay in my house, Mags isn't mentoring this year so you two will have plenty of time to catch up" Finnick said and I smiled – he always protected me, and Mags was my best friend in District 4. She couldn't talk well anymore, but she was amazing company nonetheless.
"I'll see you before we leave" Finnick murmured as we got closer to the town square. "Okay" I answered, and he pulled me in tightly, resting my head on his shoulder. "I love you" he whispered, and I smiled, blushing into his shoulder. "I love you too, Finn" I replied, and he left a gentle kiss on my temple and walked away. I sighed and smoothed my dress down one last time before heading over to the long queue of people signing in for the reaping day.
I stood behind a couple of young boys, obviously being reaped for the first time. They all had the same hair and features, and I wondered if they were all brothers. They were all holding hands with one another, clinging on so tightly I could see their knuckles turning white. I sighed and walked further up the queue, a lady beckoning me forward with a finger. "Give me your hand" she said impatiently, and I held a finger out towards her. I jumped a little when she pricked it, never getting used to the feeling even though it was my 6th year at reaping. The woman waved me off once she scanned the little blood spot she had on her paper, and I filed over to the 17 year olds girls section on the right of the stage.
I waited next to one of my friends Riana, who I spent a lot of my spare time with when Finnick was off during the Games. "Hey" she whispered, and I squeezed her hand. I watched as Fiora Pritchett, our Districts escort, waddled her way over to the microphone in her huge blue high heeled shoes. This year she had gone for a typical Capitol look – dyed skin, bright blue hair and an orange corset dress which clashed wildly with her other colours. I sniggered at the sight and so did Riana, the two of us covering our mouths to stop from laughing aloud.
"Welcome, welcome, to this, the 70th Annual Hunger Games. May the odds be ever in your favour" she chimed through the microphone, her shrill voice making my ears hurt. "Now, before we choose our brave young man and woman, we have a little video all the way from the Capitol" she beamed, and motioned toward the massive screen to the side of her. I caught eyes with Finnick, who was sat on the chairs beside Fiora, and rolled my eyes, causing him to smirk. I tapped my foot a little, waiting for the video about the Dark Days and the reasons behind the Games to stop, looking around at everyone else.
All the older kids looked bored, waiting for the day to be over, but the younger ones watched with anticipation and horror. I snapped back into attention when I heard Fiora's voice again, and watched as she toddled over to the bowl containing the girl's names. She swirled her hand around a little, annoying us all, before choosing a name and waddling back over to the microphone. "And the female tribute this year is..." she said, opening the paper slowly. "Annie Cresta" she called after a silence, and I felt my heart drop. No... It can't be me...