Chapter 2! Yeah I know this is short but I am working on 3 right now and it will probably be up tonight. Enjoy!
Annie
Breathe.
Breathe.
"Breathe! C'mon, wake up! Breathe!"
Someone pounds my chest, causing me to jerk and spit. Someone pinches my nose, and then warm, wet lips cover my gaping mouth. Air rushes into me, and my burning lungs fill with it. I try to push away, but can't.
My eyes flutter slightly. I see shapes, dark blobs in the darkness. One last gust of air, and my nose is released, my chest pounded on again.
"Stop," I try to say.
The blob leans back and stares at me. I take a shallow breathe.
"Can you breathe?" it asks.
I can't speak again, so I nod. My head throbs, my pulse behind the surface racing.
"You are really stupid, you know that?" The blob begins to move and then stands, towering over my body. From the moon's reflection, I see the outline of a boy, the broad shoulders giving it away. I can't see his face, and I don't recognize his voice. He's probably in a different class than me. Probably older.
A foot nudges me, kicks me. "Did you hear what I said?" his voice cracks.
"No," I murmur. My throat feels like it's been rubbed raw from swallowing sand.
"I said you shouldn't be out here, by yourself, in the water. You do realize you almost drown, right?" His condescending tone irritates me. No one said he had to rescue me.
I sit up slightly, finally waking up. "I was trying to."
He takes a step back, like I pushed him. "You were trying to? How dumb are you, kid?"
"Clearly not as dumb as you," I say pushing the wet, sandy hair out of my eyes. "And I'm not a kid."
"Well aren't you a parrot," he says. The boy squats next to me, and I catch the shine of his smile. "I'm Finnick, Finnick Odair." He reaches underneath my arms and pulls me up. He's got a good six inches on me.
"Annie Cresta," I say. From my new angle, I can see his face, and I do recognize him. I've heard girls – older girls – talk about this boy, giggle as they commented to their friends about how he smiled at them, or gave that lopsided smirk. The smirk he is now giving me. Finnick is probably the most attracted boy in District 4, no doubt about it. He has the reddish hair, still dripping with the ocean, and the same green eyes as me. My heart lurches in my chest.
He saved me. I almost drowned myself on purpose and just embarrassed myself in front of this very cute boy. Stupid!
But what would a 14 year old boy want with me, anyway? A 12 year old nobody… a girl who wants to commit suicide because she's afraid of dying in an arena.
"It's nice to meet you, Annie Cresta."
He smiles and I know it doesn't matter.
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