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Finnick Odair. You ladies out there know him as the Capitol's God. Pure perfection in a human body.
Although there is some truth to this, for the most part it was not the case. Finnick was good looking, had perfectly sculpted muscles, a perfect tan, a glittering white smile almost brighter than the sun, topped off with the most brilliant greenish-blue eyes that sparkled and danced just as the ocean from his home did. On the surface, a God he certainly was, and only 15 years old.
He was everything a guy wanted to be and everything a girl wanted.
But there was another side to him. A side that didn't exist in the capitol where he mentored each year or with his clients, who dressed oh so lavishly in fine silks and laces and puff balls of fabric with makeup on there face so unhuman like they all looked like aliens or clowns who overdid it. But rather only existed inside where he was alone.
This side of him was dark, and lonely, and sad to say the least. Like shades of grey with no white to fade into, only black. This side of him was alone and depressed to say the least. Glowing God-like Finnick also existed in his beloved District 4 to appeal to the citizens who always seemed a little too proud of his victory.
All smiles and waves, in four, (not the sexy and seductive ones he preserved for the capitol rather) the kind and sweet ones that once held truth and meaning to them. For Finnick it got quite annoying to pretend everywhere he went, even in his homeland, but that was life for a him as a victor.
The veil that he had oh so gracefully crafted, or rather President Snow had, was see thru though... to a certain extent. Family members and loved ones could gaze through the fine cloth, but could never truly see the extent of the damage that lay beneath it. The pain the was hidden within his faces golden tan and ocean shaded eyes that glinted with mischief when he flashed his glowing smiles and smirks.
Of course there's always a weak link in the method though…
For there was indeed one person who could gaze upon him and see straight through that veil as though it had never existed in the first place.
Oh, I forgot to mention, this story is not of Finnick Odair, (although he plays a big part in it) rather this is the story of a girl. A girl with long curly tumbling blackish-brown hair and speckled hazel eyes the shape of almonds, which accented her abnormally pale skin for her district.
This is the story of a girl whose name starts with A, and for all of you wondering if it's a quite different looking Annie Cresta, you are wrong.
This is the story of the girl who came before Annie… The one who was there to try and fix Finnick as he became damned.
His first true love…
Authors Note: So what do you think? Should I continue? This is my first FanFic so it might not be that good.
Please review! It would mean a lot! Thanks for reading! :)