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Okay, there are two songs in here, I suggest that as soon as you read the title, pause in your reading, look them up on youtube, and play them in the background as you read the rest. DO IT!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games, sadly. But I DO OWN MY IDEA AND MOST OF MY CLOTHING. SO THERE, SUZANNE COLLINS! I also do not own Fast Car (Originally by Tracy Chapman, but look up the one by Boyce Avenue for the harmonies) and In Your Arms by: Kina Grannis (once you finish reading- watch the music video. It's freaking AWESOME AND I WANT TO EAT IT ALL)

Chapter 4

It was the last day of our 10-day trip, and we had just hiked 30 miles the day before. This morning we were all spread out, so we weren't able to see each other, for our day alone. 24 hours; alone in the forest. So of course everyone tried to find one another.

I put my pack down for about an hour before I got freaked out and HAD to find someone to spend the night with. It was about 1:00 in the afternoon, when I began to look for someone. It was a gorgeous day; the leaves were green and blowing in the breeze. The sun shone through them, making me a gorgeous green canopy, draping over the entire forest.

As you may have noticed, I loved nature. The small things have always fascinated me: frost on windows when I wake up, mildew hanging in droplets in the early morning when I walk to school.

But I was most fascinated with the leaves. That's why autumn was my favorite season. The leaves are just absolutely gorgeous. I loved the summer too, because the sun was always bright and shining through the leaves, casting shadows and shone through the veins. It was beautiful.

I felt so at peace with the world. I could have walked for hours in that forest.

Then, I started to sing to myself. You see, dear reader, when I am at peace or sad or any type of emotion, songs erupt in my mind. When I was little, I would turn on the TV, and there would be a music station from the Capitol. I would put on a pretty puffy skirt and dance to the music for hours.

But then, the music channel was closed. I was beyond devastated. So my parents decided to make a guitar, knowing how much I loved music. In District 4, the law is that if you can make it, and get it approved by the District Officers, you can have it. We began to make up songs on our own, and make acoustic ones for my favorites.

My favorite song was the one where my dad would play the guitar, and my mom would use shakers in the background. The song was, "Fast Car, by someone I was not sure of… but I loved it all the same. They would take turns singing the verses and then sing the chorus together. It was beautiful. So I began to sing.

You got a fast car

And I want a ticket to go anywhere

Maybe we make a deal

Maybe together we can get somewhere

Anyplace is better

Starting from zero got nothing to lose

Maybe we'll make something

But me myself I got nothing to prove

I stopped, closed my eyes and swayed to the music. It always had that effect on me. I let myself get lost in the music, listening to the words coming out of my mouth and the guitar playing in my head. I stayed that way until I had finished singing.

You got a fast car

But is it fast enough so you can fly away

You gotta make a decision

You leave tonight or live and die this way

I smiled to myself and moved on, singing to myself still. I loved music with all my heart and soul. I may not have been the best singer in the world, but the way singing made me feel… I couldn't explain the happiness it brought me. I would sing, or listen to music, and suddenly, everything was okay. i could only compare it to the way I felt about Finnick. Whenever we would talk, I would leave the real world and just... be happy.

Eventually, I came upon John and Becca Grammer, but they were both making out. I gave them a look and a snort of laughter before I kept looking for people. They each found time to roll their eyes at me before continuing. I managed to yell, "DON'T HAVE SEX," before going on my way. I wasn't entirely confident if they would take my advice.

The next person I came across was, of course, Finnick. He was by himself, luckily, not making out with Becca Michelson. That would have been awkward and I would not have been happy. She is NOT good for him. At all.

"Hey," I said, dragging out the "eeeyyy" until I completely emerged from the shadows of the trees. It was a very dramatic entrance, if I do say so myself.

He turned around and he grinned at the sound of my voice. "Well, hello there."

"I just saw Becca and John making out… it was a scarring experience."

Finnick laughed. "Becca Grammer right?'

"Of COURSE! What, jealous if it was Becca Michelson?" I teased, sitting down next to him, and kept grinning until he answered.

He smiled a little and rolled his eyes. "You know I'm not into her anymore."

"Yeah, but I'm having trouble believing you because you won't tell who you're into nooowww." I had realized that I enjoyed dragging out words in front of him… I'm not entirely sure why.

His playful expression disappeared and his face became red. I smirked.

"Are you gonna tell me?"

He sighed. "Later." He looked away from my face, and started to play with his hands until I said, "Fine," and began a new conversation about yesterday's adventure. I let it go, because I knew that when he said later, he would stick to it.

We talked as the light began to fade in the distance, and the forest began to turn orange from the dying sun. Finnick's hair turned bright gold, and his eyes looked like the ocean was on fire. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. Eventually, I got bored and figured that it was probably later at this point.

"So. Are you going to tell me or what?"

He took a deep breath. "Yeah. Okay…"

I gave him an urging look.

"Well, I haven't told you lately because… I've… I've really started to love…"

I scooched closer in anticipation. I'm a seriously curious person, okay?

"You. In a different way then usual."

I took in a sharp intake of breath. I KNEW IT! Okay, maybe not, but I think that somewhere, deep down, I knew how he felt. I just wouldn't accept that.

I smiled at him, not sad or happy. Just a smile.

"I know."

He looked surprised. "You… do?"

"Yeah! You're freaking obvious, boy!" I said, trying not to sound nervous. Because I was freaking out. I needed time to think about my feelings… Then I realized that there was no time but now to explain how I felt about him. I needed to somehow put into words how I felt.

His face turned a deeper shade of red. "Well?" was all he seemed to be able to get out.

I took a deep breath. "Finnick…"

He interrupted me. "No, never mind, don't say anything… just forget I said anything."

He started to get up, but I brought him back down to me by the back of his shirt, and took his hand in mind. He didn't seem to want to look at me, so I brought his face to look at me. I almost was deemed speechless, looking into his beautiful eyes.

And that's when I knew what to say. Everything just seemed to click into place, and suddenly, I knew exactly how I felt.

"Let me finish. Finnick. I love you… in that way too… I think. But I- I could never date you. Because that would mean we would have to break up." He looked at me in surprise. I squeezed his hand and continued with my explanation, which I had no doubt that was true anymore.

"But look- I have been telling my friends lately that… I would never date you…" He flinched a little, but was smart enough not to interrupt me. I took a deep breath.

"But I would marry you."

My ears turned red, but I never took my eyes away from his. He nodded, and seemed to be contemplating something. Then he walked away.

I looked at his form in the glowing sun, and I curled up into a ball, thinking I had screwed up. But then I noticed that he had left his stuff, so he probably wasn't mad. Just confused. Hell, so was I.

About 10 minutes later, he came back with something in his hand. I tried to look, but he put it behind his back. I looked at him in confusion and think, If only I could raise my eyebrow, it would make this story so much better… But seeming that I physically could not, I just looked at him in confusion. Less dramatic, but still effective.

Then he told me stand up. So I did, still horribly confused. I realized that during that summer, my new catchphrase was, "I'm. So. Confused." It was natural for me to be confused.

So anyways, I got up, and he held my hands. We just watched each other's glowing faces for a few seconds. I smiled nervously at him, wondering what was to come next.

Then, he got down on one knee. My smile widened to the biggest grin I have ever felt on my face; it felt like I was going to explode from happiness. He pulled out a grass ring from behind his back. It was clumsily woven, but sturdy, just like the nets we learned to make. In the middle was a little daisy.

"Annie Cresta, I am in love with you in every way humanly possible. One day, when we are older and single, will you marry me and make the happiest man in the world?"

I nodded my head, slowly at first and then gained speed as I got more and more out of my initial shock of the proposal and yelled/whispered "YES!" and he put the grass ring on my left ring finger. I laughed and hugged him.

He pulled away, looked at me and said, "Well… until we get married, then."

And then I leaned down (since I was a bit taller- only by an inch or so at this point, thank goodness) and kissed him. It was only for a few seconds, but in my mind, it felt like hours. If it were caught on film, it would have been the cutest kiss ever to be seen by anyone. But it was only mine and his to cherish forever.

I fell asleep in his arms that night. It was very romantic. The next morning I woke up to him staring at me. My face reddened but I grinned. "What?"

He smiled at me and placed a kiss on my forehead. "You're gorgeous, did you know that?"

Instinctively, I kissed him; this time was longer and with tongue. When we pulled away, he gave me an amused look and I got red even more. "Oh, hush. I'm allowed to kiss my future husband."

He laughed and we cuddled for a bit more until I decided I should probably go back to where I was assigned to sleep for the night. I felt so safe in his arms- more safe then I had ever felt in a long time. I passed John and Becca again, but I was too happy to care what the fuck they were up to. And of course, on my way back, I began to sing again.

Hush, now let's go quiet to the park
Where it first started
Cool night, us lying in the dark
I felt my heart
Was trying to find the place for you to stay
A place where I feel safe

I smiled as the chorus came. It explained how I felt so much.

Anything we have known, anything we've forgotten
In the rain, in the dark we'll lay
In your arms, in your arms I'll stay

I finally found my spot, I had marked it with my yellow bandana the day before. I sat down 5 minutes before the counselors came to get us. They gathered us all together again, and I couldn't look at Finnick without blushing and grinning and I noticed he did the same. I noticed Becca Michelson giving me weird looks, but I ignored them.

We went back to camp that day and we had a feast. Finnick and I sat next to each other and I was all too aware of his leg against mine. I noticed him taking brief glances at me all through dinner, and I couldn't help but smile to myself.

I was going to marry Finnick Odair one day.

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D'AAAAAAAWWWWWWWWW I know! It's so freaking cute!

I wanna love story like this, god damn it! RAH

Teehee. I love love. So much.

ANYWAYS. AH. DON'T YOU LOVE THE SONGS? EVEN IF YOU DONT: GUESS WHAT? I DON'T CARE! MWUAH *blows kiss towards your probably general direction*

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