Walking into the penthouse these days is awkward. The kids are in the arena and they're the first tributes that I really believed in and won. Effie is a wreck, like usual at this time, but I think she really cares about these two. They have grown on her. I walk in and tears are silently streaming down her beautiful porcelain skin. I quietly sit beside her as she sits beside me with her little feet tucked behind her. I hear her sniffle and put a comforting hand on her back. She doesn't slap my hand away so I scoot closer to her and hold her.

"It's okay, it will be okay." I say to her reassuringly like I do every year.

"Haymitch, they've already been attacked by those crazy monkeys, they won't make it out." She sobs until she realizes that I'm holding her and she pushes away from me. "I'm going to bed."

She starts to walk away with tears slowing streaming down her skin but trips and falls on the floor. Her heels are broke. Great. Effie cries loudly before I stand and help her up. "You need to take off those damn shoes sweetheart."

"No, they usually help me walk." She mumbles.

"Well now they aren't helping."

She gives me a dirty look. "Fine, but you have to pour your drink down the sink." She says with a twinkle in her eye.

"Fine." I agree. "I don't want you tripping down the stairs."

I pour my drink down the sink and look over at her. "Now you." She takes them off and throws them at me, I catch them and throw them away.

"Hey!" She yells.

"They're broken princess." I explain. "No reason to keep them lying around."

She nods and walks over to me. "Night..." She says before awkwardly hugging me. "Thank you.." She looks up at me with her beautiful baby blue eyes.

"For what princess?" I say, confused.

"For always being there for me." She answers. "You always comfort me... I thought this year it would be fine and they would just have to mentor and it would be safe for them. They feel like there my...children, like I have to help them and protect them and it just never works out. " She sobs.

"Its okay sweetheart...shhh." I say holding her and smoothing down her blood curly hair. "Dont cry please.

"I'm sorry...I got tear stains on your nice new shirt.." She says wiping her nose on the back of her hand.

"I don't care about my damn shirt, I care about you..." I say awkwardly. "I care if you're okay..." I say.

"I should go..." She says looking away from me.

I hold her closer and kiss her softly. I feel a spark between our lips, her lips are soft and a beautiful shade of pink. She puts her arms around my neck as I deepen the kiss. "Don't go..." I say softly as I pull away.

She pushes from me and says one thing, "See you in the morning." and she runs off.

Our first kiss. Like electricity. A spark.

Thanks for reading! 3 I am hopping in making this a chapter story so fingers crossed. Be patient with me... :\