"A tree and a lumberjack? Are you kidding me?"

Johanna was baffled, standing in front of the two tributes. "You two look absolutely ridiculous, where the hell is your stylist?" Corin was dressed as a tree. She still managed to look beautiful, if sponsors could get past the bush that seemed to be growing out of her hair. Jaxon was dressed as a lumberjack. It was a lazy outfit, but he was holding a prop axe.

Johanna confronted the stylist, "What were you thinking? Trying to make it look like he's going to chop her down or something? Is that the message we're sending here?" The stylist seemed baffled, "I want my tributes to be on an even playing field. Do you even realize the kind of target you're putting on my brother's back by sending out this message?" She was more frustrated that Corin's outfit wasn't as strong as it could have been, and sponsors would overlook her. Johanna was going to have to work extra hard for this, wasn't she?

She knew she was making a bit of a scene, as some of the other tributes and their mentors were sending glances her way. She was sure that the other mentors were only rolling their eyes at the "newbie". Johanna couldn't care what these fools thought of her, she didn't need to make friends anymore.

Before she could cause more of a scene, the tributes were ordered to their chariots for the tribute parade. Despite the drink in his hand, Blight still gave last minute orders to the tributes, "Smile, wave. Make friends today!" He glanced at Johanna, "Jaxon, do what your sister never could, alright kid?"

That was enough to make Jaxon laugh, and even though Johanna didn't find it even remotely funny, she was glad that he could ease the mood for Jaxon. He deserved to laugh, his laugh even brightened up the entire room. She would miss that kind of smile he had, that made her feel good even on the worst of days. She was even starting to reconsider what she had promised Corin a few nights ago. But before she could do anymore thinking, the chariots were off. She made eye contact with Corin one more time before she was out of sight.

"You really are as crazy as they say, aren't you?"

Johanna didn't recognize that voice, and she didn't know where Blight had run off to. She turned around and found herself face to face with everybody's "favorite Victor"... Finnick Odair. He was giving her his famous charming smile.

"Excuse me?" She snarled. What was his problem?

Finnick laughed, "Relax Johanna, I didn't mean to offend you. You look lovely tonight."

"Don't even Finnick," she muttered. She started to look around for Blight, who was getting chummy with some of the other mentors. Was there a good enough excuse for her to get away from Finnick right now?

"If you don't mind me asking, what did you do to piss off Snow?" He said in a more hushed tone.

Johanna's gaze snapped back at him, "What are you talking about?"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. With your brother being reaped and all, you don't think it was a coincidence? I can assure you, it wasn't." There was something really upsetting about his tone, and the way he was speaking to her as if he wanted to know all of her deepest darkest secrets. "I mean, Snow almost ruined my life, the year before you won."

"What do you mean?" Johanna said, a little curious now.

"I was very good at obeying his commands. He wanted to sell my body to his citizens, I let him. I got a lot of useful information out of them." He gave her a wink. She felt a little disgusted by this, until he continued. "But I fell in love with this incredibly woman. So I told Snow: 'I'm sorry sir, I've enjoyed doing this work for you but I fell in love so unfortunately I won't be able to continue.' I thought he would understand, but I knew he didn't take to it lightly when my love was reaped that same year. I knew there was no coincidence." Johanna was enthralled now in the story, it wasn't much different than her own. "I promised Snow, if he let her win I would never wrong him again. I would travel to the Capitol whenever and for however long he wanted me there. And so... as the story goes, he ordered the Gamemakers to flood the entire arena, knowing that she was the only one who would be able to swim for long enough."

"Annie." Johanna whispered to herself.

Finnick nodded, "She would be here, but she's still having a hard time coping. Mags and I agreed that she wasn't suited to be a mentor just yet."

"He made sure she won?"

Finnick nodded again, "What is it that you've done to Snow this time?"

"I refused to let him sell my body at all. I didn't expect him to kill my family and when I did I told him a few choice words that I've since regretted saying." Finnick laughed at this. He was actually the first person she was telling this to, and she actually felt at ease being able to say these words to him. Maybe he wasn't half as bad as she had thought. "Now he's trying to kill the two people left that I love most."

"Two?" Finnick mused. Johanna was mentally kicking herself right now. She hadn't meant to let that slip. From the first impression she'd gotten of Finnick, he would probably pry until she told him everything.

Luckily, the chariots were all coming back into the tunnel now, so she didn't have to answer. "I'll see you soon Finnick." She said and strode over towards Corin and Jaxon. But Finnick wasn't done with her, so he followed.

"How was it?" Johanna asked them, unaware that Finnick was behind her.

Jaxon jumped off, "I loved it!" He was all smiles. She looked up at Corin, who's eyes seemed to be gleaming right now. But she wasn't looking at Johanna as she stepped down from the chariot.

Johanna spun around and saw Finnick standing there, smirking. "Don't you have your own tributes to bother right now?"

"Mags is with them, they're fine!" He smiled over at the two tributes, very charming. "Jaxon and... Corin, right?"

The two nodded, but Corin was staring at him in a way that made Johanna very uncomfortable. "Wow Finnick, it's so nice to meet you!" She glared at Corin.

Finnick beamed at this, "Always a pleasure making the acquaintance of a beautiful lady."

Johanna's glare flipped to Finnick now. She was not okay with this "flirting" that seemed to be happening. "Okay, you really need to leave now Finnick." She started pushing him away, but he grabbed her hands and gently placed them by her side.

"I'll go." He leaned in closer to her and whispered, "Don't worry, I'm not interested. She's all yours." Johanna felt herself blushing at this. Finnick left, probably proud of himself for getting what he wanted... yet again. Johanna yelled to him from across the room, so hopefully everyone would hear:

"You're an asshole, Finnick Odair!"