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Sungirl12- thanks for reading the story. I know Finnick is 15. I guess i made a typo mistake. Thanks for correcting me! I hope you liked the Fanfic so far! Yes, I know what you mean ;) i felt sad too when it happened.

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Today's reaping day. I put on my shirt and khaki shorts. We have to get to the center plaza in an hour. I don't have much of an appetite today so I go out and try to find Annie.

"I'll meet you in the plaza with Annie!" I call. He waves me off. I find Annie sunbathing on the beach looking much tanned. She's looking at the water, sadness brimming in her eyes. She notices me and beckons me to sit next to her.

"Today's reaping day Annie." I whisper to her.

"Do you think they'll pick me?" she asks fearfully. I shake my head.

"Annie, listen. There are thousands of slips in there and you are only entered four times. You aren't going to get picked. Trust me. Even if you do get picked…..I'll go with you and do everything in my ability to keep you alive." I say.

"Do you really mean that Finnick?" she looks at me with hope in her eyes. I hold her hand. My hearts starts to race and I'm blushing.

"Yes, I really do." We sit together for a while until it's time to go. By the time we get to the plaza, it's already crowded. I mouth to her to stay with me. She understands and follows me. It's really boring, the reaping really. Maria Waters, the escort, walk over to the reaping ball and says her usual announcements.

"Welcome to the 65th reaping of the hunger games! The hunger games were created to show the districts that no one can defy the capitol after the dark days….." She rambles on and on how they are punishing us and we cannot rebel against them for there will be consequences and on.

Finally, she gets to call the names. "….May the odds be ever in your favor! One lucky male and female will get to fight to the death live on television!" She puts her hand inside the bowl looking for a slip. Please not Annie. Not her. Anyone but Annie.

"Our lucky female is…. Summer Gray!" Phew. It's not Annie. Before I have time to even think about me getting reaped, she pulls the name out for the boys.

"Our male tribute is…..Finnick Odair!" Wait what? Oh no! Why me? I was only in there 5 times! The odds are not looking good in my favor. I look around in horror. I'm the male tribute. I'm going to die soon. Annie holds back a sob and my Father just shakes his head sadly.

"Any volunteers?" she asks the crowd. No one lifts their fingers. This is torture. I have to be strong now, for Annie. We are forced by peacekeepers to go into the Justice building. Then they lock the doors behind me, so I can't escape. I don't even try to put up a fight. The door creaks open and Father comes in. He sits awkwardly on the bed, trying to find a way to comfort me. He clears his throat.

"Finnick, you have to win. Don't try to avenge your brother. That's not the right thing to do in the hunger games. Ally with the careers but be careful. They could eventually backstab you if you're not careful. I'll try to help you out by getting sponsors but it's all on you. Try to come back, okay?" I nod and he manages a small smile. We sit there trying to remember all the good moments we had together until it's time to go. The peacekeepers tell him that time's up and escort him out of the room. Annie comes in next. She's taking it even worse than I am. She's sobbing hysterically and her eyes are all puffy red.

"Shh. Annie, calm down." I soothe her. She starts to hiccup and calms down.

"Finnick you have to win for me! Please come back home to me. Please don't leave me here in this cruel world all by myself! We never even finished the silly bet we made. Promise me you'll come back?"

"I promise Annie." I vow to come back, for Annie, for Father.

"Here" She tells me to close my eyes and she puts something around my neck. I look at it. It was the seashell necklace she was making at the beach yesterday.

"Wear this as you're district token okay? To remember me when you're sad or alone" she pleads. The peacekeepers come in and tell her it's time to go but Annie is kicking and struggling. They have to pull her out by force.

"Remember Finnick, I-"The door slams shut and she's pulled away. I just sit there, keeping all my emotions in. It wouldn't look good in front of the camera if I cried. I sit there until the peacekeepers make me go onto the district train. I see Summer but it looks like she doesn't want to talk. She's been crying by the looks of it. Maybe she's pretending to cry to act weak. I don't talk to her during the whole trip. Our mentors size us up and try to make conversation. I think Mags; the kind old lady is favoring me. She offers me a square shaped food and I gladly eat it. Yum. It tastes delicious.

"It's called a sugar cube. It's one of the delicacies at the capitol. I have a liking for it and it seems you do too" she nods at me. The other mentor seems to be bored so he starts talking about training and weapons. Huh. I remember his games back a few years ago where he was excellent with spears and became a killing machine.

"So, what skills do you have this year?" he asks us, interrupting my thoughts.

I clear my throat. "Well, I can use a trident, swim, and run fast. Also I can make the basic nets and snares." He seems impressed.

He turns and looks at Summer. "What about you girl?" he curiously asked her.

She is still obviously shocked that she was chosen. "I-I can't d-do much since my family isn't fishers. I can only swim. I never handled a weapon before either." The mentor sighs and just waves his hand. She's probably bloodbath material. No point of allying with her then.

We sit quietly until the train stops and the announcer says, "We are now at the capitol, please depart the train immediately and get ready to meet you're prep team." I need to stand out. I'm am glad that all those years of working out and tanning paid off. I could gain a lot of sponsors that way. I can't be arrogant and cocky because those tributes tend to rush into things and die off. I'll be sexy and humorous then. Everyone in the capitol loves that right? I'll have to outsmart the others and ambush them. I hope everything works out like I plan it to be. I know that I can't trust anyone but myself. People die because they make too many good friends and can't kill them. This is the hunger games after all. Only one can come out and I intend that one to be me. I'm not going down without a fight. This will be for Annie. Annie, I vowed to come back for you and I will keep that promise. No matter what happens, I will always there for you Annie.

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