The next day I wake up to the sound of the shower running. I slide out of bed and go to my cupboard, pull out a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. I'm about to leave my room when I grab my gym boots and shove thme on my feet. As I walk down the lare hall way I consider stoping to look in Finns room. Before I can decide I run into something large and wet.

"Wow, watch where you're going." He says with a smirk.

I force my eyes away from his strong chest "Finn, I- uh- Sorry" I say blushing furiously.

All he does is laugh "What have your parents got planned for today?"

"Um," I hesitate distracted by his chest again "I'm not sure"

I hadn't noticed how close we had been standing until I heard my fathers footsteps coming up the stairs. My head told me to move, but my body wouldn't listen. Finn doesn't move either, all he does is look at me.

"Chris! Rue! Time to ge-" My dad stops at the top of the stairs and looks at Finn and I.

"W-what are two doing?" He asks trying to keep his voice level.

"Nothing." I say a smile, god I feel like I'm lying, I still have the wierd nervous feeling even thugh we weren't doing anything.

"Yes, obviously. It's not hard to belive my daughter is doing nothing with a boy wearing nothing but a towel around his waist." Dad says, losing the levelness he had earlier.

" . I understand it's hard to believe, but I was coming out of the bathroom- obviously- on my way to my room and Rue was coming downstairs. Well I think she was going downstairs, but yeah we just bumped into each other."

Dad doesn't look like he believes Finn "And the next thing I know, shes going to be pregnant and you'll tell me you just bumped into each other."

I can't help it, I burst out laughing. Dad turns his best death glare on me.

"I'm sorry, it's just, you assume that I meet a guy I don't go to school with so I must want him and you think I'm going to, to do that, with him."

He looks like he wants to say more, instead he walks down stairs again.

"What's wrong with me?"

"I was emphasizing the fact that of all people he assumes it'd be you."

"So you would?"

"I didn't say that." I say smirking.

"You didn't say you wouldn't either." He says walking off before I have a chance to retort.

I shake my head and head downstairs to find my mother, father and Annie sitting at the table. Walking through the tiled kitchen I try to think of something else that will stir my Dad up. Not the healthiest idea for me to have, but it'll be fun, it'll also show me how far I can go when I have a boyfriend. Though as far as I can see, it won't be all that far. When I finnaly sit down with my bowl of cereal, my borther and Finn come down. Finn is wearing jeans and a blue t-shirt that hugs his body. As he comes over to us he kisses his mother on the cheack, smiles at my mother and looks at my dad before bending down, grabing my hand and kissing it- the same as he did yesterday at the train station. He walks into the kitchen and when I can manage to go in without drawing attention to myself I walk in.

"Why do you do that?"

"Do what?" he asks quietly

"Kiss my hand."

He leans in close to me "Would you like me to kiss you somewhere else?"

I blush madley "No, just why do you kiss my hand?"

"It's, how I say hello."

"You don't do that to anyone else." I point out

He considers a moment "It's how I say hello to beautiful girls."

A vice clamps down on my heart- anxiety attack stay calm "Uhh, okay. I'll ake that as a compliment rather than you being a creep."

He smiles more "I'm a creep for thinking your beautiful?"

I want to say something sarcastic back, but I can't manage it, I just look at him. Finn leans closer to me and puts his lips near my ear.

"You're staring."

I shake my head to clear it. "You over estimate yourself Finn Odair."

Pulling back he says "I like to think I underestime my self."

I laugh, stepping forward and reaching behind Finn to put my dishes away; then I walk away.

Later that night we have dinner at Haymitches house. And of course Finn sits beside me, very close beside me, during the meal- which when you think about it is the majority of the evening. Haymitch asked Annie how she'd been since Finnick when we walked in - his stupid mouth, sometimes I think he should hire someone to filtre what he says. Annie tried to hold in her tears and just nodded. She seemed so sad about losing him- Finn went over to her and put an arm of her shoulder. Maybe he isn't as heartless as I thought. When I stopped focusing on Annie and Finn I noticed my parents' faces- they were there when Finnick died. Mum said it was when Dad came back to her, at least started to, he was more himself after it happened. I wonder if Annie blames them for Finnicks death, does she think to herself 'Why couldn't they save him?' or things like that? I hope she doesn't feel that way, thats a deffinate way to taint a friendship. After the awkward mention of Finnicks death we all go to the table while Haymitch gets the food. I was surprised he cooked something, then I found out he ordered it. Constantly through dinner I look at Finn under my eyelashes- always catching him looking at me until he notices I'm looking at him and then his eyes will flit away. This sort of stuff has been happening for while, I want to push it further, and maybe it's not just because I want to press Dads buttons. Maybe I do really like Finn Odair.

Ok, sorry for not updating sooner. It's been ages. I've been busy dealing with tones of family issues and could find any inspriation to write something that wasn't depressing. As it is this wasn't the best work I could have done but, I really wanted to publish something for all of you. Also for anyone who s reading any of my other fanfictions I haven't got to them for the same reasons but will try soon. Feel free to PM me if you want to now how I'm going with this or any of my other fanfics.

~ Scarath0nia