(A/N): I'm so so so sorry for not updating! I've been really busy.

Thanks for all the support in my story. Thanks for all the reviews and I'm so happy with all your comments. It helps me make better chapters which helps me get more ideas for stories.

Anyhow, this is the start for Chapter Four entitled 'Finnicky'.

"Finnicky"

Katniss POV

It's been a week since we were tasked to perform at the Friday night jam. I partnered up with Peeta, and we decided to sing 'Rolling in the Deep' by Adele, with our own arrangements to fit a duet style singing. Clove decided to sing alone and asked Foxface to back her up. Foxface isn't regularly supposed to be in the show. But Cinna gave special permission to allow her to join. Clove and Foxface will be singing 'Valerie' by Amy Winehouse. I heard them practice and they were amazing. Clove's voice is so soulful and Foxface's soprano harmonies are really blending well with Clove's voice. Finnick and Annie decided on a duet and will sing 'Need You Now' by Lady Antebellum. It's so cute when we saw them practice. Plus, they sounded really well. So far, Glimmer hasn't picked a song. She told me she's coming to my house at four-thirty to practice her song. Me and Peeta have already practiced since three-fourty-five so we have got at least a ninety-five in the bag.

"Hey, don't you think it'll be a bit awkward having Glimmer over here?" Peeta asks turning attention away from the TV and to me. I saw his crystal blue eyes and shook my head.

"We already talked about it," I said smiling, "She said that she has had no attachments to any of her boyfriends. I already told you. She told me that she just wanted to be loved. She came from an abusive father," I say, with a tone of defence in my voice. He smiles a thousand-watt grin, literally, and kissed me. This was longer than all of the others. So passionate. When he pulled back, I still felt the tingling sensation in lips and at the places where he pressed little kisses.

"I love you, Katniss" he says, turning his attention to the TV. I was shocked. I don't know how to react to that. I promised myself that I wouldn't let it be this early, unlike last time. Peeta noticed my sudden silence and turned to me.

"It's okay if you don't say it. I just wanted you to know," He says as he lifted my chin to look at his beautiful blue eyes. He kissed me and said it again. This time I just frown again. I realize that he deserves someone much better. Someone who'll actually say it back, instead of being silent for a few minutes and being back. "Is everything okay?" He asks. I sigh and I talked.

"You deserve way better than me," I say shaking my head. His eyebrows immediately formed a knot and he shook his head.

"Don't say that. I don't care if you don't say it back. I don't want to force anything to you," He says as he kissed me. I smiled, and I realized how lucky I am. It's only been a week yet it feels like we've been together for years. I can't describe this feeling of want and longing. I've only ever had this feeling on Prim and a few people, but if I feel this way to him, as I do to Prim, then I know that I must love him. It's only been a week yet he's already done so much for me. First, he tried everything he could to talk to me when we weren't on speaking terms after Glimmer kissed him. Second, he's a guy who actually cried when I was so mean and refused to talk to him. Third, because he helped me with Cato, who was on dangerous waters. He helped Cato open up to me. I feel like he's done so much for me. I snuggle into his chest and sigh.

"I love you, too," I say as I cuddled closer to his chest.

"You don't have to—" I cut him off. Truth was, I wanted to say it. I wasn't forced by the moment or anything. I know that even if it's only been a week, yet I already loved him. Why am I so bad at making decisions?

"I know. But I want to. I love you, Peeta," I say as I looked at his eyes, and I see him smile. He brushed his lips to mine and lasted a long time. I felt his tongue brushing at my lower lip, begging for entrance, and I let him in. It felt amazing with our tongues dancing gracefully with one another in our mouths in a symphony angels singing above. When Peeta pulled back, I frowned. He immediately smiled, picked me up bridal style, brought me to my room, and settled me in my bed, where he continued to kiss me. From my lips, he moved on to my jaw, to my neck, and back to my lips. I have to pull away, now. If I don't I might regret it, in the future.

"Peeta," I say as he is still kissing my neck. "Peeta, I think we should stop, before we do something," A frown on his face appears and gave me a lasting kiss in my mouth.

"I'm sorry. I just can't resist it. I love you so much ever since I can even remember. I'm sorry, I just got caught up in the moment because the girl of my dreams said that she loves me," he says as he sat down on the edge of the bed. I immediately grazed his shoulders for him to face me; I looked at him in the eyes and talked.

"Peeta, I do love you. I just think that it's too early, for my opinion. We've only been together in a week and yet we've kissed each other like there's no tomorrow," I say as I laid him down on my bed. Almost as if on instinct, he wrapped his arms around me as I cuddled into his chest.

"I'm sorry. It's just that we barely kiss during school. I just miss my girlfriend," Peeta says. I can't help but feel a tear coming up. Haven't I been a good girlfriend? Maybe not. I should probably spend time with him more often.

"How about, let's cool off and make out again," His face beamed and kissed me passionately. When we pulled apart, I looked at the clock. It's four o' five. Still have like twenty-five minutes to spend with Peeta, so we continued making out.

That is until I heard Prim, shriek a glass-shattering scream downstairs. Peeta and I stare at each other in a while, with a sense of urgency in our faces. We scuffled down in an instant to see Glimmer trying to comfort Prim who's consistently begging her not to hurt her.

"It's okay, Prim, I'm here for Katniss, I won't hurt you. I promise. I'm sorry I did those things before. Please don't cry," Glimmer pleads as Prim looked up at her.

"You can trust her, Prim," I say as I walk towards her and Glimmer. Glimmer smiles and I reciprocated it.

"Okay, I'm sorry I doubted you," said Prim, innocently.

"It's okay, I would've been shocked if you trusted me immediately," Glimmer smiles. What a sudden burst of epiphany. I think to myself as I closed the door and we, Glimmer, Peeta and I, walked to my family's music room. When we got to the music room, I opened the door and we entered.

The music room isn't much. In the middle, lies a grand piano with soft red carpeting separating the piano feet to the wooden floorboards. My father spent a fortune here. He loves music just as much as I do. This place has become a regular hangout for me, in my old school. I was practically a loner in my school, just a simple band girl who loved to sing. My old school was cynical. That's all I can really say. The walls are covered by huge, wooden containers, cabinets, containing records, and my father's favourite albums, posted in frames on the walls. I looked at Peeta and Glimmer to see their shocked faces. I smile and chuckled and led them to a small computer just beside the array of instruments, from the bag pipes, to the xylophones. I know how to play practically all of them.

"Here, Glimmer, what'll you sing?" I ask her as I turned around. Her face fell immediately.

"I don't really know," She says. "I'm hopeless. I just need a song that can at least get me a ninety," she says as I sat down on the piano.

We sat near the piano, thinking until Peeta's face lit up and suggested a song.

"How about 'Fly Me to the Moon' by Frank Sinatra, that's my favourite song," said Peeta. I looked at him. That's my father's favourite song too.

"There aren't many runs there, are there?" Glimmer asked, sheepishly.

"It's actually a great idea. We can make the runs as we go. Plus, it should be a good song for your vocal range," I say as I went to one of the drawers, and took out the music sheet for the song. My father was a big Sinatra fan He bought all the records and all the sheet music of his songs. We practically grew up hearing Sinatra from our father's beautiful voice. A voice that made the birds stops to listen. A trait, some people believed, that he had passed unto me and Prim. I go to the piano and started working on it. Did I mention that I'm a piano virtuoso? At least that's what my teachers told me.

"Sorry, if I'm a bit rusty, I haven't played for a long time," I say as I started the tune. Every now and then, I make a mistake but only by a sharp or a whole step. By the end of the song, I got Glimmer to add runs to the best places and she found her song for tomorrow night.

Annie POV

I'm so nervous. It's the night of the Friday Night Jam and, Finnick and I are next in the performance. I see Clove and Foxface hitting it off with their song. Their doing really great. Clove's voice is so soulful and Foxface's voice is perfect for the harmonies. I begin to shudder as they start on the bridge of the song. In only a minute, we're going to take the stage and start singing. I'm scared. What if something bad happens? The entire day I've felt a bad vibe in my gut. I can practically feel it in my bones. All day I've felt like there's something that's going to happen today that can possibly change my life. I shudder at the thought.

What could happen at a single performance that will change my entire life? Could it be because there might be a producer? No that's not it. If there was, we'd be told by Cinna, who's managing the show. Could there be a huge humiliation on my part? I don't really think so. I practiced for this really well.

"Last minute change," Cinna said, peeking out of the curtain. "You'll go after Katniss and Peeta," he said, as I sigh in relief. That will manage to give me a few minutes to regain my composure. Finnick notices my nervousness and walked to me.

"Hey what's wrong, Annie?" he says sweetly.

"I'm just really nervous," I say flatly.

"Why? You've never been nervous at a performance before," he says as-a-matter-of-factly. It's true though. I've never been scared of a performance. I have always been really confident and I manage to do well all the time.

"I just feel like something bad is happening. Ever since this morning I've been having a bad feeling about today," I say.

"What? Why? Tell me after the performance, okay? You can do it. You're a really talented girl, that's why I love you so much. You do everything so perfectly. Okay? Don't be nervous," he says as Peeta and Katniss are nearly done with their duet. They were amazing. I looked at the crowd to see a standing ovation, from a crowd of four-thousand people. Nearly everyone from town went to watch the show. They will be please with the entire show. I just hope that we can back it up, and do great too.

"Good luck guys," Peeta said as he and Katniss walked over still giddy from their performance. It amazes me how Katniss got out of her shell so fast. She was not really the most confident girl in the world when she started but now... I sigh in my head. Peeta must be really good for her. And Finnick is really good for me, he always know that right thing to say to me.

"Thanks," Finnick says.

"And now! Let us welcome to the stage, Annie Cresta and Finnick Odair singing 'Need You Now'" The emcee, Claudius Templesmith , announced as Finnick took my hand, and we sang.

It went pretty well. I manage to be able every note perfectly, as Finnick said, and Cinna gave us a score when we got to the back stage.

"A ninety-four" said Cinna. My eyes widen. That's really high considering that Cinna's very critical with performances. We managed to get only two points below Peeta and Katniss who got the award for best performance in the Friday Night Jam. We managed to snag though the cutest couples, while Glimmer got the award for best solo performance. I thought Clove was going to get that award, but she got the award for best utilization of runs, with her song 'Valerie'.

I can't say that I'm disappointed, I'm actually happy. I'm guessing that there really was nothing to worry about. It was just butterflies in my stomach.

When we got to the after party, Peeta and Katniss immediately separated and Finnick dragged me to a corner.

"You did really well," Finnick says, kissing my eyes, then my nose, then my lips.

"Thanks, you were amazing too," I say in between kisses. We kiss for what seems like minutes when he pulls away.

"I love you, Annie, so very much," He says as he kisses me more. He always has a way with words. It's amazing. He's really the greatest guy I've ever met. I'm so lucky to have him.

"I love you too, Finnick. I love you," I say as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him again. I can never get enough of that. I think as we go out the party, and into his car, to bring me home. It's ten-thirty and eleven's my curfew, so Finnick drove me home. As we turned up at the porch, he snagged my elbow carefully and gently and pulled me into a lingering kiss.

"Go to your parents, and ask them if you can go for a walk," He says as he kisses my nose.

"Now?"

"Yes, I want to spend more time with you," I chuckled at the statement.

"We already spent enough time, maybe we can go for a run in the morning, maybe at four-thirty in the morning? Exercise, you know?" I say, smiling.

"Of course. See you later. Love you," he says as he gives one last kiss and go over to his car. I'm so excited to see him again. I know it's stupid to think that, but I really love him. I can't get over the fact that I actually fell that deep for a guy. I walk over to my house, smiling like an idiot, and went straight to my room, to get some sleep. Maybe there really was nothing to worry about.

I woke up to the sound of pitter-patter on my windowsill. I looked out the window to see Finnick beaming at me. I give him a smile back and opened my window.

"You're late. It's already four-forty-five," I scuffle at his words. How could I oversleep? I'm a very light sleeper. I looked out the window to see that the sun hasn't even come down yet. I looked at my alarm clock and see that I forgot to set the alarm. How could I have been so careless? I immediately took a shower, changed into comfortable clothes, and ran downstairs to a smiling Finnick.

"Ready?" He asks as we started sprinting. We are equally matched when it comes to sprints. We need to do sprints at the gym before coach Atala even allows us to practice for swimming. It's so dark tonight. It's like the sun doesn't want to wake. We are crossing the street when it happens. It happens as if everything is slowed down. I see a car with a drunk driver running towards me as I fade into oblivion.

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