Hey Guys, hope chapter 2 is okay, I tried to expand on the whole Finnick/Katniss part. there's better to come, I promise ;)

-Danni

I really must say, when I joined this school I didn't think my problems would follow me. But apparently, that isn't the case.

'Kat, I really think we should leave now.'

'Why? We only just got here, can't you see I'm talki- Oh fuck.' Raising my head, I finally realised everyone was looking in the opposite direction to me, staring toward the entrance of the hall. I remember having that treatment on my first day, hell it was horrible, until Finnick came and rescued me from the vultures I now have the misfortune to call my classmates.

'Isn't that..?'

'Yeah Finn. That's him.' I watched as he pretty much scanned the lunch hall, looking for me I suppose, and much to his disappointment, and my superb head ducking behind Madge, he didn't see me. I decided to look up, and see Gale glaring at Finn. I'm surprised actually, among Finnick's cocky side, and sensitive side, and loyal side, just so you know: he has a lot of sides, he is also brilliant at standing his ground, and could quite frankly, if he wanted to - beat Gale to a pulp. He glares back, and the darkness in his eyes begins to show. It's no longer the sea on a summer's day, but the ocean on a stormy September night.

'You know any of the other ones, Kat?'

Sorry what? 'What other ones, Madge?' Other ones? Gale has now been joined by his groupies. Obviously trying to intimidate Finn, Gale called for back up. A tall blond boy, with neat-ish hair caught eyes with me and smirked. Cato Jennings. This was getting worse by the second. He nudged the boy to his right, and nodded his head towards me. My eyes followed his, and I was met by a boy with brown hair, and green eyes, not like finnick's. Where as Finn's said 'ocean' his said 'swamp'. Marvel Knight. He looked at me, smirked and looked back to Cato. This day actually couldn't get any worse.

They began to chat, and I could feel my face getting hotter by the second.

'Finn. L-let's just leave, he's not worth it.' He didn't reply, he just stood up, pushing the metal chair along the floor making the loudest noise he could. From his stance you could see his eagerness to go over there and finish what they started two years ago, but he refrained, wrapped his arm around the small of my back and left Gale and his groupies to pick their jaws up from the floor.
We left the lunch hall, and walked in a comfortable silence, Finnick's hand still resting on my back.

'Katt, you know I'd do anything for you right?'

'Same to you, Finny' We started laughing at the nickname he told me he carried from primary school when he dressed up as a fish for non uniform day. I didn't let what happened at lunch phase me. I kept going, and didn't stop to think. But I was dreading the time when I finally bump into any of them again.

A few hours passed since we last saw Madge in the dining hall. We went to English, then Art and Madge wasn't due in any of those. We met her after school, as usual, under the Oak tree that marks the entrance to our school.

'Oh, my, God. Finn, Katt! You'd never guess who transferred here!' Shouted Madge from about 20ft away running towards us. Finn rolled his eyes.

'Madge. Really? We were all there in the hall, I think we finally know who transferred now.'

'Hahah! Finnick! Your so funny!' (Madge's strong point has never been sarcasm...) 'No, a boy called Peter. He got seated next to me in Math. Katt, he's gorgeous.' Finn raised his eyebrows at me. He's so predictable.

'More gorgeous than this, Madge?' He purred as he peeled his shirt off over his head. Now; I've become immune to this tactic, I've got used to him stripping in every possible opportunity. Madge just stood there, with her eyes stuck to his abs.

'Fuck Madge. Have some self-respect. And take your eyes off him.' She had been staring for too long! She snapped her head up, and turned a deep shade of crimson.

'I really hope you didn't imagine me with less on, Madgey.' he wiggled his eyebrows, while smirking. Lowering her head and cowering away only resulted in Finn doubled over laughing. I followed her as she stalked off. We were meant to be heading to Finn's to do our Sport routine, Finn caught up, still with his shirt off and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. I swear down he could never keep his hands to himself.

We were running out of breath, practically jogging to keep up with her in her pissed off mood. Finn exhaled, 'C'mon Madge, tell me all about this lad then.'

'Finnick! I'm so glad you asked! He's perf'. He has blond hair - and blue eyes - and muscles - yes, muscles - he's go-'

'Calm down and breath, seriously. You haven't even told us his name.' Talk about being irritating, skip all the key details and tell us he's blond, yes Madge, that's the best policy.

'God Katniss. He's called Peter Mellark.' Oh my god! I actually felt like a small child, I wanted to explode!

'Madge? Listen to me, Peeta Mellark?' When I actually want to know something, she couldn't care less.

'Yeah, same difference, either way he's hot.'

'Katt, who is he?' Finn seemed worried, the sparkle in his eyes went dull, I must have been more excited than I thought.

Peeta Mellark, my best friend for 6 years, who I haven't spoken to for 7, is at my school.

There you go guys, will pick up at school the next day. Please review, I need some serious writing tips here. Be critical ;)

-Danni