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Chapter 2:
"Look at who's here, hoping that you'd find me huh?" A rich, deep voice said from too closely behind her.
Katniss spun around, her tray of food nearly falling from her hands as she jumped backwards in an attempt to move away from whoever was talking her her. She brought her head up to look at the tall man standing behind her, and her look of surprise suddenly turned back into her famous scowl. "In your dreams, Odair." She spat at him.
Finnick chuckled, smirking sloppily at her. "Dreams can become reality, fire girl." He said with a wink.
She rolled her eyes. "Not today, fishboy." She growled, before spinning around and walking away from him.
He was quick to catch up to her, falling in step with her as she tried to pick out Effie from the crowd, but she was unable to, with all of the other capitol citizens and their insane styles, Effie was hidden. "Aw, common Katniss, why don't you just join me for a meal? I could show you the best fish food in this place... it's not what's on your plate, by the way." He offered. "What you'd want to get would be the grilled salmon with scallion sauce, that's the best meal." He told her, standing way too close to Katniss for her liking.
Before she could tell him to shove off again, Finnick had wrapped an arm around her shoulder and steered her back towards the seafood area, ripping the tray from her arms and tossing it in the trash before she could object.
"Hey!" Katniss protested, pushing his arm off of her and taking a step away from him. "What the hell are you doing?" She demanded.
Finnick didn't even act like what she had said phased him. "Common Katniss, let's have lunch together and then, if you still don't like me, I'll leave you alone." He told her, sending her a knowing look. "But let's be serious here, who can resist this." He said, striking a ridiculous pose in hopes of making her at least crack a smile.
Katniss didn't laugh, and she didn't smile, her glare remained prominent. "Fine Odair, one meal. If I still don't want to talk to you after that, you leave me alone." She dealt, holding out her hand for him to shake.
With a smirk, Finnick captured her hand in his tight grip, but instead of shaking her hand, he used it to jerk her body towards him, so he was able to wrap his arm around her waist. Finnick put his mouth right up by her ear, and Katniss hoped no one would notice her in the compromising position with the known sex symbol. "It's a deal." He whispered, his mouth brushing against the skin of her ear.
Quickly, Katniss jerked herself away from him, and thankfully, Finnick let her. She knew he was much stronger than her, she wouldn't have been able to get out of his hold unless he let her.
Without saying anything, Finnick slung his arm back around her shoulders, leading her back toward the seafood section. "So, our first date, how classy." He whispered, gently tugging her alongside him.
Katniss had to fight the urge to resist, but the constant reminder, that she'd be able to keep him away from her if she spent one meal with him was a good motivator. "Let's get this straight, this is not a date." She growled.
Once more, Katniss found herself in the line for the fish food, feeling somewhat like she'd been tricked into doing this, but he did promise to leave her alone if she could make it through this one meal, just one meal. "Aw, are you sure?" He pouted.
Before she could reply, Finnick had gotten them both a meal of the grilled salmon with scallion sauce, and then led them over to a single table, where him and Katniss could be alone, and hopefully not distrubed.
They both sat down, and Katniss hoped that she would be to eat quickly. She was about to shove some of the food into her mouth, when Finnick stopped her. "No, wait for a moment, it'll be too hot right now."
Silently, Katniss cursed, that emanate she had to wait even longer before she could eat and hopefully get away from him. But then, Finnick took it upon himself to initiate conversation once more.
"So, at the mentor-tribute meeting we never did get to discuss anything other than the two of us... d'you wanna tell me how you got that 11?" He asked, his voice expressing actual curiosity, it didn't sound like he wanted to use the information to his advantage, at least.
But all the same, she still wasn't going to tell him. "You'll figure it out in the games." She said, trying to match his cockiness.
Finnick laughed. "I do hope I get the chance to see that... and when you win, you can come tell me yourself." He said.
Katniss shot him a look of confusion, shouldn't he be saying that his tributes were going to win, not her? "What?" She asked, dropping her glare for just a moment.
He put his elbows on the table and his chin in his hands. "Common, Katniss, don't tell me you don't know. You've got the whole capitol rooting for you, you've got more sponsors than any other tribute and the games haven't even started yet. If the odds aren't in your favor, I don't know who's they're in." he told her, sounding serious for the first time since they'd begun talking.
She decided to brush off his seriousness, he was probably just playing with her. "Yeah, I'm a real Odair, aren't I?" She said with a roll of her eyes.
Finnick blew a stream of air at her face, causing her to flinch backwards. "You could be." He said, then he picked up his fork and shoved a bit of salmon into his mouth.
Katniss brushed the hair out of her face that had fallen when he blew on her, then she cautiously picked up her fork and ate some of the salmon, and when she did, she had to resist the urge to moan, especially since she was with Finnick Odair.
"So, how do you like it?" He asked expectantly, as he put some more fish in his mouth, slowly pulling the fork back out and licking it downright seductively as he did so.
She glared at him, shaking her head. "It's okay." She said begrudgingly, not wanting to admit that he was right.
"See, that's when it's good to be on a date with someone from district four." He smirked, as he continued to eat. Katniss also continued to eat, happy to be able to distract herself from Finnick and instead eat, so she could have a good reason to leave sooner.
He seemed to notice her trick as he tried to stop her. "Hey, hey, hey, slow down there, Katniss. You'll end up choking." He said, reaching across the table and pulling her fork away from her.
She growled at him. "Give it back Odair." She said, hoping that she sounded threatening.
But all Finnick did was laugh, apparently he didn't find her threatening at all. "You're cute when you're trying to be intimidating." He smiled, setting the fork back down on her plate.
Katniss scowled at him, gritting her teeth in anger. "Shut up." She mumbled, picking her fork back up and continuing to eat the delicious salmon.
Finnick sounded like he couldn't even hold back his laughter. "It's okay, I know you find me cute too." He told her with another one of his cocky winks and a large grin on his face.
Upon looking down, Katniss realized that she was halfway done with her meal, and she was already feeling full, like she couldn't eat another bite. "well, it's been terrible eating with you, but I think I'm done, so nice knowing you Odair." She said, standing up and picking up her tray.
Immediately, Finnick stood up as well, practically running in front of her. "Hey, hey, hey, we're not done yet, I still haven't finished." He virtually whined.
Finnick grabbed her plate and set it back down on the table behind them, then he grabbed her arms and pushed her backwards gently. "Katniss, it's just a few more minutes, I'm not that bad." He grinned, and that's when Katniss noticed how close their bodies were, they were too close, his body was just about an inch away from hers.
She gulped, hoping that Finnick didn't notice how uncomfortable she was. "I'll stay, only if you get away from me." she said, placing his hands on his shoulders in an attempt to place some space between the two of them.
Thankfully, he supplied, chuckling as he took a step backwards to give her her needed space. "If that's all you want." He told her, walking around to the other side of the table. "Besides, you don't really want this date to be over do you? Most girls would be dying to spend five minutes in my company."
Katniss wanted nothing more than to smack the smug smile off his face at the moment. "You're not serious, are you?" She asked, her mouth nearly falling open in shock.
Finnick's eyes widened and his eyebrows raised. "Of course I'm not, I'm completely serious." he said, once again turning serious.
This threw her off for a second, but Katniss was quickly able to pull herself together again. "Shut up." she repeated, rolling her eyes for what felt like the millionth time in the past twenty minutes.
As soon as he turned serious he was back to cocky. "No need to be rude Katniss, I only know one thing that would make me actually shut up." He said with a wink, his eyes fluttering down to her lips.
Katniss grit her teeth to attempt to hide her blush, but he still saw it nonetheless. "Is that a blush, girl on fire?" He asked, smiling proudly to himself.
"Just finish your salmon." She enforced, taking a sip of the water that had been placed on their table.
Finnick obliged, continuing to eat his salmon now at a more constant pace, and Katniss finally allowed her hopes to get up, he was almost done. When he took the last bite Katniss gave the first genuine smile of the night. "Well, looks like I can go now, nice knowing you." She said, getting ready to stand.
He stood as well, holding up his hands as if to stop her. "Wait, what about dessert?" He asked trying to sound innocent.
Katniss scoffed at him. "You don't have dessert for lunch." She groaned.
Finnick sighed, like he was somewhat disappointed before he stood up alongside Katniss. "Alright fire girl, you win, out lunch date has come to its untimely end." He said, grabbing her hands once more and kissing them both, before swinging them up to his chest.
She tried to pull her hands away from him almost immediately, but Finnick didn't let her. "So I think it's safe to say that we'll be meeting again." he said with his signature smug smile.
Katniss wanted to scream. "What?! No! You told me that when this meal was done that you'd leave me alone." She demanded, once again trying to tug her arms away.
But still he didn't let her leave. "Ah, I said if you still don't like me after our meal I'll leave you alone, but you, Miss Everdeen, you do like me!" He said happily, maneuvering his face closer to hers, their noses nearly brushing against one another.
Finally, Katniss was able to pull herself away from him, but she caught him more off guard, as she stepped away from him, gaining her personal space back once more. "No, I don't... I don't like you any more than I did thirty minutes ago. I've won, you've lost, now leave me alone." She demanded.
Before Finnick could reply she stormed away from him, but she could still hear his condescending laughter as she walked away, mocking her.
But thankfully, he didn't bother following her. Katniss felt exhausted at that point, and all she wanted to do was rest before her interview tonight. At least she had time to rest while the mentors had their interview before she had to go through with the tribute interviews.
So Katniss made her way up to district 12's personal floor and back into her room, ready to, hopefully get a few hours rest before her own interview later that night.
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