AUTHORS NOTE: I dont own the Hunger Games, but i wish i did. Also I am going to be starting the chapter with the other tributes, so if you have a name suggestion, just PM me with your Name Suggestion and their district. THANK YOU!

That night I didn't dream. I didn't have a nightmare. I guessed that it was because Finnick was laying with his arms around me. I opened my eyes. Expecting to see Finnick laying next to me a sleep like the lazy bum he is. But it was empty.

I heard running water coming from the bathroom. I laid back down into the comfy bed and wondered why it felt better than my own. I shut my eyes again and laid there, pretending to be asleep. Till I finally did.

Finnicks POV

I stared at her soft brown hair while she slept. I was feeling kinda stalkerish. When I looked at her I had a gooey feeling that I did not at all like. I didn't feel like this until she met me and her dad behind her house. It made me feel weird. And I didn't like feeling weird.

I didn't want her to awaken while I was being a stalker to her, so I slowly got up, trying not to wake her, and walked to the bathroom. I felt the need to take a shower. I had the best ideas when I was in the shower. One time, I had an idea to 'fish' off my balcony at my house in the Victors' Village. Well that didn't turn out so well. Mags got in the way….. Okay Finnick! Your mind is getting side tracked!

I walked out back into my compartment for clothes. I decided not to grab a shirt unless Maggie woke up….. Oh my goodness. What am I saying? Unless Maggie woke up? Wait Maggie is in my room… in my bed… oh yeah. Finnick you are the man. A sexy man. A sexy 17 year old. Oh yeah… Finnick back on track.

I grabbed some plaid underwear, and a black pair of silk shorts. Then I slowly crept a glance at the sleeping girl. Maggie had the softest face. It was so pretty. Now I walked to the bathroom to take a shower.

The warm water removed the sweat droplets from my skin. And the shampoo made my hair smell like strawberries and made it really soft. Once again it felt weird. I got out of the shower and dried myself with the soft towel they had in there.

Maggie POV

"Well what are you doing in here?" My grandma said. It startled me and I almost fell out of bed.

"Umm… Well… You see… uhh I had a nightmare, and I uh wanted someone to comfort me." I replied back. I knew it sounded lame.

"You could have came to your old grandma you know?" she said as she winked. I looked towards the bathroom door. Finnick was standing there with a shocked expression. He, of course, wasn't wearing a shirt. That wasn't helping my case.

"Mags, what are you doing in here?" Finnick said nervously.

"Oh nothing. Just coming to tell you that it was time for breakfast…" My grandma smirkly replied. "But it looks like I don't have to make two trips. Just one. Just one." she started to giggle to herself as she said this. Oh lord. Finally she left.

"Well…" Finnick started. "That wasn't awkward at all."

I rolled my eyes, even though I couldn't help but smile. I stared at the wide open door. Maryinas purple hair and pink dress, something that didn't go together at all, filled up the frame.

"So Mags wasn't just babbling. Well this IS your choices, and I don't want to get involved. But we are going to arrive in the Capitol in approximately 1 hour. So get dressed," she looked at Finnicks bare chest when she said this "And come eat breakfast. And hurry." she finished.

I gave Finnick a strange look. "Do they think we were…?" I asked.

"Haha. Why would they? I mean we would never! I mean I don't think we ever would?" He replied. Yes Finnick. We would never. Mainly because I am going to die in 7 days time. And because you are my best friend and it would be weird. I just shook my head the got up and walked out the door. It made a click behind me as I shut it tightly. I walked to the right towards my room. But the aroma was to over powering. It smelled like heaven on a train. It didn't even smell this good at dinner last night. I ran into my room and found a pair of black simple pants and an white long sleeved v-neck shirt sitting on my bed. A pair of black flats were neatly laid on the floor. Someone had already picked out my outfit?

I quickly brushed my teeth in the bathroom and brushed my hair into a simple ponytail. Then I put on the clothes I found on my bed. Perfect fit. I just hoped that I didn't look to simple. Or to rough looking.

After I was dressed I walked out the door. I almost ran into someone. They grabbed my shoulders before I could fall. Hayne.

"Um thank you, Hayne. Sorry." I said as I looked at his grossed out expression. Wow do I really look that bad? I thought.

"Your boyfriend is already eating.." My boyfriend?

"Boyfriend? But I? I don't have a boyfriend?" I said/asked.

"Oh. Umm well then. I see." He answered. He looked a bit hopeful, in my opinion.

"He is just my best friend" I replied

"I know. Who doesn't know that in Four? You are all the girls talk about. 'Why cant I look like Maggie. Then maybe Finnick will like me.' " he mimicked in a high pitched girly voice. I finally just rolled my eyes and walked past him to the dinning area.

"Oh goodness! We are going to be late! Late I tell you!" I heard Maryina yell anxiously. She sounded like she was on morphline.

"Maryina! What's wrong?" Finnicks voice said. When I walked in every pair of eyes were on me, even though it looked like Maryina was going to pull out her hair while strangling someone. I hope that someone wasn't going to be me.

"WE ARE GOING TO BE LATE!" she yelled again. Then she started rambling on in a fast tone. She sounded funny because of her Capitol accent.

"Maryina, slow down. What's the matter? Why are we going to be late? Slow down." I finally said

"BECAUSE! The train is running out of fuel! And a wheel needs to be oiled! That might take hours!nhow do you even oil a wheel?" She yelled. I thought that was funny. Just a few more hours that I get to live.

"Well that's a few more hours I get to live. And we have longer to eat." I said. As soon as I said my thoughts I wish I didn't. Now I knew I was going to get strangled. Finnick and my grandma smirked.

Maryina eyes got wide and looked like a madman. Kinda like the tributes in the other Hunger Games. I got a little scared so I broke my gaze away and sat down in an open chair and started piling up my plate with the rich breakfast foods. They were in my mouth as fast as possible so I didn't have to talk. My gaze was never near Maryinas again.

When I was done I went into my room. I felt her gaze on my back the entire way to my compartment. It felt slimy, in a way. Before the door was shut a tan hand grasped the door and a blonde fuzz ball walked in.

"Finnick. What do you want?" I said to him

"Well many things. I want a life without the Games, umm a person to live my life with, to know everyone's secrets, and to not live in Panem." he replied.

"Never going to happen, you are too young, I'm sure if YOU asked they would tell you, and once again never going to happen." I answered.

Before he could say something the train slowed down, then finally a jerk.

"I wonder if they will let us off. I want some fresh air. Come on"