SOOOOOO now it's the holidays, I feel bad for you people that are still in school. Ilys! haha xx

Enjoy :)

"Popping bottles in the ice, like a blizzard

When we drink we do it right gettin slizzard

Sippin sizzurp in my ride, like Three 6,

Now I'm feeling so fly like a G6"

"WHOOOO!" The whole reception turned as a completely smashed Marvel stood up on the bridal table, and did a head dive. Unfortunately, Glimmer was the only one who didn't back away fast enough. They crashed to the floor with a thud.

"Ugh" Moaned Glimmer. "MARVEL! GET OFF ME!" She pushed him off and sat down at the nearest table.

He got up a sluggishly.

"Glimmer," He slurred. "You look beautiful tonight"

"Marvel, you're drunk. Get away from me"

"Okay" And he stumbled off. Glimmer sighed.

"Sit down," She called. She wiped his forehead with a damp cloth and pushed his hair back.

"You really do look beautiful tonight, you know" He whispered

"Annie"

"Yeah, Finn?"

"You look very pretty."

She was taken aback.

"Thankyou, Finn."

Annie and the rest of the bridesmaids were in dark amethyst floor-length dresses. Each dress had one strap and neckline, similar to Clove's, but their dresses clung to their bodies with a flare coming off the knees. They wore simple silver necklaces with heart pendants engraved 'CC' for Clove and Cato, as a remembrance of the day. That was their choice, Clove and Cato thought it would be obnoxious, but the bridesmaids insisted.

Annie's fringe remained straight and whispy like always, but her natural beachy waves had been replaced with gentle curls, framing her light green eyes.

As Finnick walked away, Annie felt the crushing weight of the secret she had been holding in for all those years crumble around her.

"Finn!" She yelled. He whipped his head around, wondering what his crazy best friend wanted with him.

Annie ran up to him as fast as she could in her constricting dress, looking like an elegantly twerking mermaid.

"Annie, whats-?"

She grabbed that stupid tie of his, pulled him in and gave him a kiss so full of force, yet so gentle, it had rivaled anything he'd ever done with any other girl. She let him go and smiled satisfactorily.

Turns out, Cato had seen the whole thing and absorbed his gleeful shock with a beer.

"Cato, why are you drinking?" He spun around and saw his fiance- sorry, wife standing there with a very cross expression.

"Um, I..." Unable to think of a reason, because he knew Clove hated when he drank, especially on occasions like this.

"I...Annie kissed Finnick!" He said wildly, trying to back out of the situation.

"WHAT!?"

She looked over and saw them slowly swaying to the music, foreheads take out her shock and to ensure her squeal wasn't out loud, she grabbed Cato's arm and squeezed, so you could only hear a muffled, high pitched sound.

"Hey, dumb-ass, heard you got married." Clove turned around to see her older cousin Johanna clutching champagne and looking extremely glamorous in a floor-length green gown. Annie opened her mouth in shock, as Johanna only ever wore shorts or jeans and a red checkered shirt. Even her hair was in an elegant updo, making her look like a model.

The two chatted for a while, catching up on the year they hand't seen eachother since Jo went back-packing around South-East Asia. Johanna had contracted malaria, but survived because she was tough-as nails and threatened to kill someone if they didn't get her to a hospital.

Peeta plonked himself down next to Cato.

"Fuck, mate. Everyones falling in love or some shit. Look at those two!"

"Which two?" Cato asked, because there were about 12 couples swaying or holding hands or sneaking a kiss.

"How ironic."He whispered tiredly."My wedding is the start of something new.

Okay so now that it's the holidays I'm not sure how much time I'll have to write, probably a few more chapters of this story and I'll keep going with the prequel :) I'm also thinking of a Glarvel and/or Romione fic, completely unrelated to this. Give me ideas people!

xx~S