So this chapter is a little short, but it is laying down the base for a chapter which shall be posted sometime on or after July 20th. Between now and then chapters will still continue to be posted, don't worry, I'm not abandoning you. Its just, the chapters between now and then aren't going to have anything to do with this one, really. Get it? Got it? Good. You guys are lucky, I've been in a very FOMS-y mood lately :)
Finnick Odair
"Come on…" I grumble, clicking the refresh button.
"Come on…" Cato mumbles, sitting next to me on the couch.
"Come on…" I moan, hitting the refresh button again. I sit in the darkness of the living room just waiting for midnight. I check the time. Just one more minute! Become midnight o' clock already!
"Finnick?" I hear a soft voice say. I look up to see Annie in her pink nightgown and looking at me in slight confusion. "What are you doing?"
"Waiting for tickets to go on sale…" I mumble, wiping some saliva off my chin. Annie reaches for the light switch. "No, Annie, don- AH! THE LIGHT!" I scream, falling to the ground and clutching at my eye sockets.
"IT BURNS!" Cato yells, writhing in agony.
"I CAN'T FEEL MY LOOKING HOLES!" I shriek.
"What are you trying to get tickets to?" Annie asks. Cato and I immediately freeze, staring at her in shock.
"Do you know us at all, women?" I gape.
"We're waiting for the Dark Knight Rises tickets to go on sale!" Cato exclaims.
"Then just watch the news," Annie shrugs. "It'll tell you right when the tickets go on sale." She flips on the TV and a man in a T-shirt starts talking excitedly.
"That's right, folks," The guys on screen says. "Unless you were just being blinded by light on the floor of your living room, you know that tickets for the Dark Knight Rises midnight premier just sold out in thirty seconds flat in every theater in District Four."
"NO!" Cato and I sob.
"Finnick, why are you crying?" Annie asks, pulling one of her golf balls out of nowhere and stroking it gently.
"I'm not crying," I sniff. "I have allergies."
"I'm crying!" Cato wails, burying his face in the couch cushions. Annie walks over and softly pats him on the back, just making him weep louder.
"But don't sob hysterically just yet," The guy says and we stop abruptly, our heads snapping towards the TV. "Tickets are still on sale in District One."
"I'm buying tickets!" Cato shouts, snatching the laptop.
"No!" I yell, grabbing it back. "Do you have any idea how many of my stalkers are from that district? And, even worse, they are Career stalkers! They're insane!"
"Finnick," Cato says seriously. "Think about this for a moment. It's Batman. I think he's worth it."
"You're right," I nod, taking a deep breath. "Do it." He hits a few buttons and within seconds our seats are reserved for the midnight premier of the Dark Knight Rises.
"YAY!" Cato cheers, leaping up and down.
"WE'RE GOING TO SEE THE DARK KNIGHT RISES!" I shout, leaping onto the couch and bouncing up and down.
"IN DISTRICT ONE!" Cato yelps happily and suddenly I stop bouncing. For the love of Peeta, what have I done?
