As I finally gave up trying to look away, I caught him looking at me. He made no effort to move his gaze. Those sea green eyes piercing into mine. I knew who he was of course. The famous Finnick Odair. I could see that smirk on his face. He knew I'd been looking. I couldn't help but notice his arrogance. It was as if he knew just how good looking he was.
It was then I heard her screaming. My lovely Lucy screaming and gasping for air as she sunk into the depths of the water.
"Lucy!" I called in desperation as I ran towards her. Why had I never taught her how to swim? I though to myself as I ran to her. Suddenly I felt someone beside me. He ran into to water and swam to her using strong strokes. As he pulled her out I swam towards them and onto the beach while he pumped her chest to help her breathing.
After what felt like forever Lucy began to cough. I called her name and hugged her tightly whilst feeling my teas spill onto my cheeks. I turned to look at Finnick and found myself hugging him as I had my sister.
"Thank you so much!" I said still clinging onto him. After my panic I realised my tears had crossed a line into hysteria and there was nothing I could do to calm myself. He hugged me back gently whispering words of comfort into my ear. I felt my sister hold me as well, also trying to comfort me. After about ten minutes I had calmed down. Then it dawned on me. I had just spent the last ten minutes crying onto the shoulder of Finnick Odair, Panem's Golden Boy. I quickly pulled myself away from him, wiping my tears. He just smiled at me gently, genuinely seeming to worry about me.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that. It's just Lucy and I have always been really close and I thought I'd lost her."
"It's okay." He smiled gently. "I would've reacted the same if it had been my little brother." I wasn't sure what to say. I had just sobbed on the shoulder of Finnick Odair, the victor of the sixty fifth Hunger Games. One of my brothers closest friends. I wanted the ground to swallow me up then and there. Fortunately, Finnick broke the awkward silence that was beginning to settle.
"I best head home, I promised my mother I'd stop at the market and pick up dinner." He took a quick glance at my sister. "I hope you feel better Lucy." He then looked back at me. "I'll see you soon Annie."
After this he walked away, presumably heading towards the market as he had said. This was the first time he'd spoken to me directly. The first real contact I'd had with him. How could I have known that not too long after this interaction. I would become completely and utterly his.