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EDIT: Hey guys, I'm not allowed to post song lyrics apparently, so if you want, you can go to my profile and there'll be a link to direct you to a document where I'll type up the chapter name and the lyrics below. Or you can go to my AO3 account (AsTheLastPetalFalls) and search up the story there, because it's posted up there as well. I just thought that you would like to know the lyrics because they fit into the story perfectly, and it was my inspiration for the story

Part 2: Two weeks later

Finnick Odair felt like he was playing a game with Annie Cresta.

Sure, he learned a lot about her during the coffee meeting/hangout/date/whatever-you'd-like-to-call-it. But he wanted to know more. It was like a hunger, an all-consuming need; he just had to know more about the enigma that was Annie Cresta. Finnick kept a list called "Things I know about Annie Cresta".

Things I know about Annie Cresta

She's twenty-three, only two years younger than I

She enjoys playing the piano, and has been playing since she was six

She's been living in Aurora for all of her life

She has absolutely no idea who the 'famous singer' Finnick is

She's one of the few people who knows the real Finnick

She spaces out when she talks about her family; her eyes go all clouded and she…disappears

Annie Cresta has demons

It was an ever growing list, seeing as Finnick always learned something new about Annie. He had noticed that she rubbed the shell that was attached to a necklace she always wore when she was lost in thought. He had asked what the significance of the necklace was, and she said that it had been a gift from her brother, but then she began drifting…. She had drifted somewhere Finnick could not follow.

Sure, Annie wasn't much of a conversationalist. She was a very shy person, and yet very sweet and nice. People might call her a "Plain Jane", but to Finnick…she was more than that. However…there was this…darkness that was inside her. Something that had seared itself into her brain and was haunting her every second of every day. He didn't know how to ask her without offending her in some way, and had often spent hours thinking of possible ways to approach the subject without chasing her away. He never came up with anything.

His phone pinged, breaking him out of his thoughts. He checked the message and saw it was from Annie, a HUGE smile erupting across his face.

'Hey, are you free? –Annie'

He quickly typed back an answer. 'Hello! And yes ;) Why? –F'

'Well, I was wondering if you'd like to come see what I do for a job. –Annie'

He was surprised. However, he wasn't surprised at the invitation though. They had been meeting each other almost every day for the past two weeks. But, he was surprised that Annie had invited him to her work. She had admitted to him that she was a very private person, with walls built high around her. She wasn't the type that trusted others easily. Finnick was still shocked as to why they had become that close in such a short time span, and Annie had shared his sentiments. She had given him her phone number on their third meetings. Before, he had to wait an ENTIRE day to speak to the beautifully smart enigma with wavy brown hair and bright sea-green eyes.

'Sure. That would be fun! Where do you work? –F'

'Let's the meet at District Four, I'm on my break right now anyways. –Annie'

'Alright. I'll be right there. –F'

'See you soon Finnick. –Annie'

With a bright smile still on his face, Finnick Odair quickly pulled on his jacket, jammed on his shoes, and headed towards District Four to meet Annie.

Annie had been waiting for him when he arrived.

She sat at "their table", as they had dubbed it on their sixth meeting, and drank her chai-tea latte, her favorite warm drink. She was reading a book. Finnick quietly walked up to the other side of the table and sat down in the chair.

"Hello," he greeted her. She looked up, startled, and relaxed when she saw that it was just Finnick. Her lips formed into an easy smile as she bookmarked her page and closed her book.

"Hey," she replied. "How have you been?"

"Good, good," he told her, looking at the drinks menu, wondering what he should get.

"Don't bother, I already ordered something for you."

He looked back at her, surprised. "Really?"

"Well, I remembered that you liked really sweet things, so I asked them to make the sweetest thing I could think of."

"A large hot chocolate with extra whip cream and chocolate syrup for Finnick," the barista called out. Annie gave him a coy smile.

"I believe that is yours," she told him. Finnick could taste the chocolate and was excited. He got out of his chair and grabbed his mug, and then headed back to the table.

"Wow," he remarked, after taking a sip. "This…is really good." Annie made a small face. "What?"

"How can you contain that much sugar in your body without wanting to puke from all the sweetness?" she asked him. He barked out a laugh.

"I don't know," he told her. "I've always liked sweet things though." He gave her a little wink. Annie smiled and laughed, obviously catching his double meaning.

The two sat in comfortable silence, finishing their drinks.

"So, ready to go?" Annie asked as she watched Finnick almost chug the last of his hot chocolate.

"Yup," he replied, wiping his mouth with a tissue. The two paid for their drinks and left.

"Where do you work?" he asked her. Annie pointed to a small shop just across the street. The old faded sign said: "Seneca Crane's Music Shop".

"Really?"

She smiled up at him. "Yeah. I work there part-time. Other times, I go to other people's houses and give them piano lessons."

"Shall we?" he asked, sticking out his arm. She grasped it lightly.

"We shall."

The two crossed the street and walked into the music store, the bells ringing throughout the store to alert their arrival.

"Ah, Annie, finally," a young woman behind the counter said. The girl had storm grey eyes and dark brown hair tucked neatly in a braid. She was reading a magazine about archery.

"Hey, Katniss," Annie greeted the girl.

"Who's this?" the girl, Katniss, asked, eyeing Finnick. She wasn't eyeing him in the "oh-wow-you're-so-attractive" way, but more in the "how-many-ways-can-I-kill-this-guy" way. He unconsciously gulped.

"This is Finnick, my friend," Annie told Katniss.

"Your boyfriend?" Katniss remarked, looking back and forth between Annie and Finnick. Both of them blushed bright red.

"N-no!" Finnick managed to get out. "We're friends. Just friends."

"Just friends," Annie repeated, the two words ringing with finality.

"Alright," Katniss declared, raising both of her hands up. "Well, I have to go now. Peeta's waiting for me down at the bakery."

"Oh, tell him I said hi," Annie told her. Katniss nodded, gave both of them and wave, and left the shop.

"Well, she's an interesting character," Finnick said, trying to break the awkward silence that Katniss left behind.

"Yeah," Annie agreed, giggling a little. "She's the closest thing I have to a 'girlfriend' in this town. Anyways, I brought you here because I thought that we could…I don't know. It sounds a little stupid now that I think about it…."

"What?" Finnick asked her. "Annie, whatever it is, I'm pretty sure it's not 'stupid'."

"I was thinking that we could…play together. Since you play the guitar and all," she said. Finnick nearly missed what she said because she said it too quickly.

"Sure," he said, giving her a smile. He had actually been looking forward to the day where they would get to play together since the day he had heard her sing in front of District Four. She grabbed his hand and dragged him to a place near the back where there was a grand piano.

"Find a guitar and we can get started."

Finnick perused through the guitar section and ended up choosing a Gibson J-4 Standard Acoustic and headed back to Annie, who was playing some chord like melody. She was playing them really slowly, making the melody seem almost otherworldly and romantic. He grabbed a nearby chair and sat near the piano, facing her. He started playing some chords that would almost fit. Annie looked up from the piano to him and watched almost curiously as he strummed the guitar. Suddenly, Annie stopped playing.

"I'm sorry," she apologized to him, making him confused. "That's all I got to."

"What do you mean?" he asked, curiosity burning inside him.

"I…well…I like to compose songs in my spare time. I like to pour all of my thoughts and emotions into it so that I feel more…." She trailed off, her eyes unfocusing again.

"Stable? Grounded?" Finnick supplied for her. Her eyes refocused on him again and he got so lost in them that he almost missed what she said next.

"Sane."

"Sane?"

"Well…." She hesitated. Finnick could see how conflicted she was on if she should continue her sentence.

"Annie, you know you can tell me anything. I'll always be here. I'm your friend."

She took a deep breath and exhaled. "Do you remember that song I sang the day we first met?"

"Yeah." How could Finnick ever forget that song? The song that was so filled with sadness, pain, and hurt. The song that touched him so.

"I wrote that song because…when I was younger, I had a twin, named Kai."

"Had? What happened to him?"

"Well…"

A/N Hello! I just went to see "Mockingjay Part One" and holy crap. IT WAS SOOOOO GOOD. MY FEELS! AHHH! Anyways, the next chapter will be a more indepth character viewing of Annie and how she became "crazy". Also, sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes :/

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