The start Chapter 1
These stupid nets..honestly I hate making nets…..I would have never even learned how to tie a knot if it were not for Ty Odair my all time best friend just MY BEST FRIEND! Although he is great at tying knots, his brother Finnick is basically a nets god. He was basically a god at everything. His body was perfect. His eyes were perfect. His everything….except not for me. Yes! Annie Crest does not like the famous heartthrob Finnick Odair. He just seemed to full of himself for me. I push the thoughts out of my hear as I think of the upcoming reaping. This would be my 3rd year because I am fourteen turning 15. It's next Friday and it approaching faster than any other Friday has. Oh! Did I mention that when Finnick was my age he was pulled out of the death ball and he came out as the victor for the 65th Hunger Games? Well yeah…I don't even realize how deep in thought I am until Ty and his brother walk up from the other side of the hill although it is only Ty I acknowledge I see Finnick eyeballing me. "Hey Annerz" Ty says knocking my train of thought off course. " Oh hey Ty and you really can stop calling me that" I retort. " nah rather not" he responds clearly amused. " You're a little baby just like when we met" . I am instantly disgusted " I am not! I am clearly older and more um…developed" I almost shout at him. "I'll say" Finnick snorts with a crooked smile that I find slightly arrogant but slightly attractive. Ty shoots him this 'back off' glare that sort of scares me. "Well Ty guess I will see you later as in later I mean tomorrow morning at school." I say with a sort of edge in my voice. "Bye baby" and when he says baby he doesn't mean baby as in a romantic way he means a literal baby that you hold in your arms. Before I can punch him in the gut he sprints away and nobody runs faster than Ty Odair well except Finnick of course. I start to turn to part ways when Finnick says " you don't look like a baby to me" then he walks away without another word.
The rest of the night I cannot think of anything but what Finnick said. Was it an insult? It had to have been because surely Finnick Odair was not crushing on me. He had never shown any signs earlier why now? I shove those thoughts out of my mind and go to sleep. That night Finnick joins the list of people in my dreams
The next afternoon I put on a swimming suit and head down the hill towards the beach. Right as the pink tinted sand comes into view my wrist is yanked and I trip on to the grass. My first instinct is to run or scream but before I can do either my mouth is hushed by the smooth hand of Finnick Odair. "Shhhh Annie I didn't mean to startle you" he said soothingly. I try to wriggle out of his grasp and he just pins me down harder. " promise that when I let you up you wont hit me." He says with a sort of smile. Oh im definitely hitting you I think to myself. " I promise" I lie and as soon as he lets up I knee him right in the gut. " Ahh" he said with a grimace " you promised" he said clutching his torso area. " What do you want Finnick?" I ask still utterly confused as to why all of this is going on. " I just wanted to want with you" he said now only holding the spot where I kneed him. "Why?" I said still not getting anything from it. "Finnick!" is this a prank?" then it rung in my head. Finnick was playing me for a fool, I hated being being played for a fool. On the verge of tears he walked over to me and attempted to take my hand in his. " FINNICK! IS THIS A PRANK? YOU AND EVERYONE ELSE ALWAYS TRY TO MAKE A FOOL OUT OF ME" I scream as I yank my hand free of his grasp. He just reaches down and tries to grab it again clearly unaffected by my outburst "STOP!" " you know what fine!" he shouted "I just wanted to walk with you. Not embarrass you sorry" as he turns and starts to walk away I almost whisper "no Finnick come back I'm sorry." He turns back and says "I come around here as often as you do I do not want to make a fool out of you I like you and I want to be friends." He says in the most comforting voice I have ever heard. Although I am still suspicious of him something trustworthy is in those eyes so I reach out my hand for him to take it and we walk.