HEY EVERYONE! This is my first fanfic :0 I hope you love it! I do not own the Hunger Games or any of the characters below. I also do not own the poem, it's by Breana Strang. See you later lovelies!

~idris-institute

Annie's POV

"Hey Annie!"

I turn around to see Finnick Odair walking toward me with his snobby friends. Why does he of all people want to talk to me?

"Wanna go to prom with me?" Finnick says, grinning. I stare at him with wide eyes.

"You can't be serious," I deadpan," Please go away." A tiny flash of hurt appears in his clear green eyes, but I know it's not for real. Finnick just sighs and walks away.

"Hey there psycho," Clove says meanly," Why don't you just kill yourself. There's nothing for you to live for. After all, you're just a crazy girl who wallows in self pity!" Cato and Glimmer laugh loudly. My cheeks flush even though I know I should just ignore them. But what they say is true. I am just a lonely crazy girl.

"Did you really think Finnick would ask you? It was a freaking dare. You are so pathetic," Glimmer spits. A dare? A small part of me is disappointed. I know better than to think that the beautiful popular Finnick Odair would ever care about me. I don't know what I did to make them hate me so much. But it doesn't matter really, because I will never fit in. I don't think I can take much more of this. One more word and I'll break.

I rush out of the cafeteria and into the woods before I start to cry. I sit there for hours calming my heartbeats, and listening to the birds. I hear footsteps approaching me, and I try to leave, but it's too late. Finnick comes into the clearing and spots me, with grimy tears streaked down my face. He looks surprised to see me.

"Annie? Why are you here?" He asks gently.

"Uh. Why are you here?" Stupid question Annie. Very stupid indeed. He grins a little and walks toward me.

"This is my secret hideout. I usually hang here after school. Kinda to take a break from everyone else."

"It's not so secret anymore I guess," I say. He laughs (a wonderful sound I must say),"I guess not." We sit there for what feels like an eternity until I finally break the silence.

"I know about the dare," I blurt. Blushing furiously, I slowly meet his eyes. He looks down guiltily.

"I am so sorry about… my friends," he rambles," But I have a secret to tell you. And only you." I hold my breath and count to 10 slowly. I've barely reached 7 when he whispers," I like this girl," he pauses.

"And…?" I encourage.

"People say she's crazy and delusional… but I know she's not. She is beautiful on the inside and out. This girl is one of the most wonderful persons I have ever met. But the problem is… she hates me so much she won't even go to prom with me." I sit there stunned. I am not stupid, he is talking about me- Annie Cresta. I won't fall for his tricks though.

"Enough is enough Odair! I have through with you and your friends! Just go away and leave me alone so I can, quote, wallow in self pity." I storm out of the coven but Finnick catches my wrist. I expect electricity when he touches me, but all I feel is raging hot flames.

"This is not a joke, Cresta," he says in a dangerously low voice. His voice softens," Please walk home with me."

I grit my teeth," Yeah right." I jerk my hand angrily out of his grasp. Finnick just scoops me up in his arms and carries me out of the woods.

I flail my arms and legs against his iron grip," DAMN YOU ODAIR!" I cross my arms furiously. He smirks slightly," You're cute when you're feisty."

I spit in his face.

Without another word, I sprint into my house, and watch Finnick enter the house across from mine. Yes we are neighbors, and no that is not fantastic. I go to my room, and find something horrible. My whole room has been trashed, with a hole in the window, shelves flipped over, and picture frames smashed. I try to find my most valuable possession- a golden mockingbird pin from my mother. My wonderful, lovely mother. My dead mother. And it's gone.

Gone.

Just like her.

A scream rips my throat. The only piece of her I had left, has been taken and probably smashed to pieces. I see a note lying on the counter. It reads: "What a lovely pin. Too bad I've broken it to itty bitty pieces. Stay away from Finnick darling if you know what's good for you. XOXOXO Glimmer."

My heart shatters with each word. I could call the cops, but what good would that do? I'll never have my mockingbird back. Now, I truly have nothing and no one to live for.

What a shame.

Tell me of a time
When like a bluebird I sang
Lilting elegance and innocence
For I can't recall
What it was like
To fly free
Whipping winds caress
Blue feathers.

Blue feathers
Rough hands
Cold hearts

Blue was stained black so long ago
No trace of cyan
No aquamarine
No cerulean hue

Indian ink thrust upon wings
Soaking like tar puddles
Sticking feet to floor,
Turning such body into
Toxic/cancer cage
The vulture stands just outside
Pecking at bluebirds heart
Such devil would feel of stone
Killing a mockingbird~
A mortal moral sin.

Fresh dawn and rain washes black feathers
Slowly, but surely nonetheless
Maybe one day
Blue will blend on blue again

Wafting fragrant flowers bloom
And vulture starve on happiness

I remember my mother's sweet voice, singing this lullaby, smooth like honey. I try to imagine her, beside me again. But all I can see is this sharp, glinting knife in my hands.

I eyed the knife warily, its blade catching the light eerily. I sigh softly as I slit each wrist three times. One for Glimmer. One for Finnick. And one for the mockingbird. But I can't stop there. It is so calm and quiet, I could almost laugh, or maybe cry. I place the knife over my heart as I watch my dark blood seep to the floor. The world will be the same without me. The birds will sing, the sun will still set.

I press the knife a little, and I feel a sharp burst of pain. When this is over, there will be no pain. Only numbness, and I will be with my mother once more. I exhale slowly, closing my eyes. On the count of three.

One

Two

Three. And all heck breaks loose.

If you guys liked it, please R&R about what you like and what you don't like! Please don't be mean :3 I have a lot more planned for Annie and Finn so please review, and I'll post longer chapters!

till next time, Annie and Finn and I say bye!