I decided to make some of it in Finnick's Point of View. It is still in narration form, just changing the point of view :) Hope you enjoy.


Chapter 2: The Arival

Brie was there, but her mind wasn't. She was day dreaming. Something she caught herself doing a lot. She was dreaming about "the ball," as it has come to be known as. Oh how she wished she could go! She was an average pretty, and aside from the clown issue, she might have been able to get a date, but she didn't really care about the guy. She just loved fancy occasions! She grew up going to eloquent parties with her parents. She would wear the most amazing clothes. Her favorite memory of a fancy party was when she was six. She was wearing a little girl light blue ball gown and tiara. Her dad walked away from all the important people and took her for a dance. She put her feet on his and they moved along the dance floor. Brie unconsciously touched at her necklace as she thought of this fond memory. Once again she wished she could go to the ball! She would buy a fancy dress, and dance the night away! That is if I could actuall… But her thoughts were interrupted by her brother elbowing her in the gut. Her brother, Daniel, was known to do that if she found herself lost in la-la land. "OUCH!" Brie said snippety with her brow furrowed. "What'd you do that for!" She said slightly coughing out her words, from the blow to the stomach.

"Would you stop that!" Daniel said in an older brother sort of way.

"Humph!" She said in frustration. He was actually ten months younger then Brie, but he was wise beyond his years. Bossy pants, Brie thought. When he was done rolling his eyes over the annoyed face, and equally annoyed noise, that blossomed out of his sister, he stood tall and looked straight out. Brie sneaked a peak at her brother's taller form. Daniel was the image of his mother. He had olive skin, tall and strong, with calloused hands, and Brown coarse hair. The only difference was his icy blue eyes that stared into you. It was hard to get anything pass him. He was also a protector, much like their mother. He wasn't to keen on hunting, but he loved to do carpentry work. Even though he was still young he was an intern at the old Thomas' carpenter shop, and he loved it. Brie was just about to tell him off on who is older of the two, when they heard a whistle blow. Here he comes, Brie thought. However, when the young man, who was clearly their new guest, stepped off the train,she was a little shocked what she found.


Finnick's POV

(A few minutes earlier)

Finnick was awoken when he heard the loud voice over the intercom say, "Approaching district 12. Arrival time 5 minutes, Thank you." He knew he was being sent here for his own good, but he was frustrated. His mother, Annie, was worried he wasn't getting enough of a normal kid's life. Sure, he had to wake up at least once a week to calm the screams of his mother, but that wasn't so bad. It was the names that got him into trouble. "Son of Finnick, the male prostitute of the capitol." They would say in there mocking voices. "What's wrong pretty boy? Afraid you're going to follow the same footsteps?" Those weren't even the worst of them. However, he could brush these off, barely. It was something he could move on from, until the fateful day when they made the worst comment of them all. He was basically being cornered, but he always promised his mom no fights so he just took it and moved on usually. This time was different. Sure, at first they were stating the same stupid comments, but when that wasn't getting the reaction they wanted, they took it a little further…

"Looky here fellas" The leader, River, said mockingly, "We caught ourselves a son of a prostitute AND a son of a crazy Bi…"

Finnick closed his eyes as he remembered the punch that stopped that comment right in its track. At least he didn't know his dad. Yeah the comments about his dad hurt, but when they start going after his mom, not even a promise can stop him from beating them all an inch from their lives. He got pretty close to doing that too, until his mother walked in. She was there to pick him up early, and found him beating up the boys. Right when Finnick was going to go for one more punch that would've knocked the kid out, he saw his mom. He saw that look of disappointment and fear of her own son, the same son that said he would always protect her, and in that moment he got off of the kid, Blake, and walked away with hands up. Finnick touched his face remembering the moment Blake took advantage of his surrender. The only thing he could hear was the scream of his mother when the punch connected with his face. That is when he ran for her, even though his face was throbbing in pain. He hugged her and whispered in her ear, then walked her straight out of that school and drove her home. She didn't calm down for two days. That was when Annie decided he needed some time away. She needed a break from worrying, and he needed a break from taking care of her. He reluctantly agreed to go.

Now here he was, getting ready to meet a family of almost complete strangers. Almost. He met them when he was little, but it had been so long. Now he was stuck here the whole summer. I guess it beats going to the capitol, and staying with family friends there, Finnick thought. When he was little he would visit the capitol on occasions, but his mother couldn't handle very much, so they only went a few times. It wasn't that he hated the parties themselves. He actually loved to go to parties, and loved meeting new people, but it was the people themselves that he wasn't always fond of. The older ones knew his dad and no one would shut up about it. It was the exact opposite of school problems, though. The capitol people would talk about how suave he was, and how witty and charming he would be. He wished he could really learn who his father was on the inside. But he would never ask Annie about it. He brushed all these thoughts away when he heard the same familiar voice over the intercom, "We have now arrived at the train station in district 12. Passengers may step off when doors open. Have a wonderful day!" When the cheery voice was done, the doors opened and he stepped off. He had seen pictures of Katniss and Peeta, so he knew who he was generally looking for. That is when he saw her. She was staring right at him. Then he realized that the family she was with started walking towards him. When they got closer he knew this was the Mallark family. Keeping his eyes fixed on the girl coming close to him, he smiled and waved. Might as well make the most of this; Just grin and try and enjoy it Finnick, his thoughts echoed in his mind, but really it was Annie that he heard in his mind saying it. Those were what Annie said right before he stepped on the train early this morning. They got closer... "Well, no turning back know…" He mumbled to himself.