A/N: I do not own The Hunger Games or TheSecret Circle.

So, just an FYI a lot of this story is written on my mobile so if there are mistakes, I will blame it on that.

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Her eyes flutter open with a fleeting hope that yesterday was just a dream. She knows it wasn't but sighs anyways when the memories surge back to her. Her mouth is dry and she's thirsty so she gets up to exit but something along the way catches her eye. He stands there. A greek god, his beauty undeniable but, he's just not her type. It's not that he isn't attractive in her eyes, he just has an air about him. Cocky. Finnick. They are one in the same.

He smirks across the windows at her as he disrobes. "Do you own a shirt?" She mutters unhappily to herself as he stares her down, clad in her pajamas. She gives him an angry scowl and crosses the room, slamming the window shut with a huff.

After showering and getting dressed, she begins to get curious and sits on her bed across from a candle. "Give me light." She demands of the wick, looking at it intently. "Give me light!" She snarls, obviously the anger she felt yesterday had not subsided.

After a few moments, she tries again and instead of fire erupting to burn away the wax, her curtains fly open, illuminating the space. She supposes that this is suitable but sight of Finnick twice within the span of that morning, makes her rethink that. She sighs sharply, closing it with ferocity, and leaving for school.

At the bottom of the stairs, the jingle of her keys alerts a small girl of her presence, "Good morning, Kat!" Prim yelps happily from their kitchen. The elder looks at her with a smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. She notices. "Everything okay?"

"Uh, yeah. I'm fine. Just frazzled." She remarks with an edge to her tone despite her attempts to sound normal.

"Look, Katniss, I know this hasn't been easy, but I'm here for you. If you ever need to talk, just remember that." Her sister sighs at her lack of response and goes back to flipping pancakes.

Meanwhile, the grey eyed girl is lost in her thoughts, reminiscing about 'the good old days' when she could spend hours on end with her Little Duck and not have a care in the world. She departs on a surprisingly happy note.


"Did she see me?" Annie's soft giggle resonates from his closet door and she quietly exits.

He smiles slightly and shakes his head. "I don't think so." Finnick extends his arms as the girl wraps herself in his embrace. "So..." His lips begin to trail her neck and she exhales a breath she didn't know she was holding. They continue on like this, kissing, (maybe doing other things)...

And after, the lovers spend the morning cuddled in each others' arms, only leaving of necessity. As they get dressed, she stares at him with longing and shame that she can't suppress.


"So, what's going on between you and Madge's dad?" Peeta asks Mr. Mellark while setting up shop. "You two looked pretty on edge yesterday."

"Seneca Undersee is a punk and he's always been one." Bryan's throat was still sore. He barely paid attention to his son as he cleaned the dishes, mind clouded from alcohol.

"Well, that punk is also my girlfriend's father, so please, do play nice." Peeta states and turns to leaves for school.


"Jo, we're late!" Coin calls up the stairs.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." She says sassily. When she appears in front of the stern woman, her mother's eyes bulge. They begin to bicker.

"You are not wearing that." The black corset top hugged her body tightly and revealed a decent amount of cleavage and bra.

"It's new. Don't you love it?" Jo sighs sarcastically, just to irk her.

"No. I don't love it."

"You could stand to lose a button." She growls.

The door knocks and the younger girl saunters off to open it. Coin rolls her eyes and goes back to getting breakfast ready. She only pauses when a loud squeal interrupts her thoughts.

"Grandpa!" Johanna yells in a girly voice- so unlike herself.

"Boggs." Coin mutters with a scowl as she goes to greet her father-in-law. The sight she sees before is quite baffling. Her daughter's arms are thrown around the man- her demeanor one that Coin herself never gets to experience- Johanna genuinely happy.

The man, older than her by all means but never as quick witted stands before her. She- despite plenty of resentment accumulated over the years- still loved the man. Only because he was the father of her lost love.

"Alma." He states in greeting.

She smiles and nods, "How long will you be staying." She's still just as straight to the point.

"I'm not sure yet." He smiles tightly. He never did like her. Never thought she loved his son, but he couldn't be more wrong. Their relationship had always been on the ropes.

She shakes her head in affirmation.


Katniss walks the halls, already regretting her choice of wearing a skirt that day. She doesn't want to come off as slutty, but, damn, it makes her but look good.

It was probably a subconscious decision- as much as she doesn't want to admit it- she is dressing to impress.

It isn't that she is trying to win him over (okay, maybe that is part of the reason) but she wants to get the attention of others, maybe make him a tad jealous.

When someone irks her, she always gets revenge.

She isn't paying attention to her surroundings when a cute strawberry blonde matches her stride. "Hi there!" She says brightly. Katniss nods, kinda only sorta paying attention.

"Hi." She mumbles with considerably less enthusiasm.

"I'm Delly Cartwright. Class President." She smiles and, as much as she isn't a people person, she can't help but return it.

"Katniss." She states, considerably more happy now that she was away from her swimming thoughts.

"The new girl, right?" Yeah, around this girl, joy was contagious. "I just wanted to introduce myself, show you around maybe... If you need anything, please tell me. I'd be happy to help." Her words had a pitch to them, each sentence ending higher and more involved than when it started. "Anything social- or extracurricular- I'm your girl." She nods along, glad she's actually having a real conversation with someone. "Oh, also if you wanted to come to the fair tomorrow, I could really use help. I have to sell a ton of tickets for the raffle."

"Fair?"

"Oh, you didn't know? The annual fair in the boardwalk. It's just games and things..."

"Well, sure I'd love to-" Of course, the queen cuts her off.

"She's been here 5 minutes. Don't torture the girl yet." Katniss rubs the back of her head awkwardly and lowers her eyes, listening to the almost droning voice that truly suits Johanna.

"We're just talking." Delly defends in a deflated tone.

"And I'm interrupting." She says sweetly, but it comes off sardonic. She throws an arm around Katniss and leads her away from the baffled girl. "Ugh, that Delly Cartwright talks more than I can listen." They make their way to her locker and Jo continues. "Anyway, I just wanted to apologize. The dock and the storm and stuff. Thank you for stopping it. With you here, our powers are magnified and it's awesome, but we need practice. I'm sure that Madge has attempted to suck you into the whole, 'We have to bind the circle!' shindig. Don't listen to her."

"She hasn't. Not yet."

"Just say no." Johanna states. "It's exactly what we don't want to do."

"Why not?"

"It links us together. All 6 of us. No individual power. It'll become a factious circle with control freak Madge as it's leader. I don't want someone telling me what to eat for lunch, much less what parade I can rain on, kapish?"

"No, I don't get it. And truthfully, I don't know you, I don't want you and I definitely don't trust you. I didn't ask for this so just leave me alone!" She shouts and storms away to her class, leaving a boiling Johanna in her wake.

Upon entry, her eyes immediately lock on his blue ones and her face contorts into a scowl. She ignores his lingering gaze as she plops into a seat alone and away from everyone else. The teacher begins to list off rules and such as they begin a chemistry experiment.

Seconds later, a steaming Johanna and -as always- a shy yet collected Annie come into the room. The teacher rolls his eyes but continues on, apparently, this is a normal occurrence.

She follows the instructions, reading them thoroughly but, just seconds later, the glass shatters. She turns behind her to see Johanna smirking and winking at her. The blue eyes never leave her form, worried. Her eyes flame and soon, Johanna is covered in the substance as well.

Katniss runs from the room, and starts to breathe heavy.

Of course, he chases after her.

Before she knows it tears stream down her face and she's held in his embrace. "That was me. I did that!" She wails, overwhelmed. "I got mad, and blew something up! How do I stop this? I don't want this!"

"That's the thing, you can't." He says softly. "But, if you let me, I can help." She nods, crying subsided but cheeks still wet.

"Ok." She sighs.