Yea finally another flashback! Just so you know I came up with this chapter literally in like 15 minutes so I'm sorry if it sucks.
I only own Charlotte.
Flashback
You'd think that by the time of my interview I would be used to flashing lights and cameras. Wrong, I was still camera shy. I walked up to Caesar Flickerman, the legendary interviewer who constantly changed his look. This year he had neon yellow hair and a suit to match.
"So you're Charlotte Larson," a statement, "how do you feel being among all of these past Victors?" he asked, there was only a handful of us that had been reaped that hadn't been in the Games before.
"Honestly, I feel like an outsider. I mean everybody knows each other and I'm like 'anybody want to be my ally? Hello?'." Caesar laughed.
"How'd you get a zero in training?" he asked me.
"Now, I can't tell you that! But it is an interesting story." No it wasn't, it was the most boring story in the history of boring stories.
"One to tell future children, do you have any suitors?" he asked me an even more personal question. I shifted uncomfortably.
"Getting a little personal aren't we?" most everybody laughed. "No I don't, not yet." I admitted to my non-existing love life to all of Panem.
"Well Charlotte, we hope to see more of you." Caesar said knowing that the buzzer would go off soon. I hope so too. I thought.
End of flashback
I was right; neither of us got much sleep that night. Between Finnick's grief and me making trips to the ocean to give up more of my stomach's contents. I swore to God I would never eat another fish again. I walked over to where Finnick was sitting and sat down next to him.
"Had another dream?" he guessed.
"Yes." And for once you weren't in it in any way, shape, or form. I added in my mind.
"About what?" I could tell he was trying to get his mind off of Annie's death; who could blame him.
"My interview with Flickerman."
"You were rather camera shy." He told me.
"Was it that obvious?" I asked, he nodded. "Well, I've never done anything like that before." I defended myself.
"And you think the rest of us have?" he asked.
"Past Victors, like you and Johanna, yea but remember there's still a handful of us that aren't used to people knowing everything about us."
"So you're saying that our lives should be shown to the public because we're used to it?" he questioned me.
"No, I don't think anybody's life should be shown to the public. It'd be a terrible way to live, not to mention a complete violation of privacy." I explained my view on the subject.
"You do realize that even after the Games you life will be made public." Finnick reminded me.
"Oh please, without you I'd be dead in five minutes." It was true, I wouldn't be able to survive here alone.
"You do also realize that you just pretty much defied the Capitol on live Television." He pointed out to me.
"Crap…" I said as I thought of all of the possible things the Capitol could do to me.
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