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I stared at the wall, emotions bouncing about in my head. Anger, surprise, sadness, fear, annoyance, anger, fear, surprise. I felt so much in those seconds, so much more than what I'd been feeling since the Games.

What did that mean? How could one person invoke such feelings?

-It was awhile back, three months or so. The sun was shining, the sky was clear. I didn't speak, I never speak. I had my arms wrapped tightly around my legs, my eyes on the distant horizon. Finnick was next to me, our arms brushing occasionally. I liked when he was there. He could be stable, I needed that.

He spoke about how he felt. He talked about how much he loved the ocean and small stories about Finnick Odair's misadventures in the ocean. Then he laughed, "I wouldn't give up the ocean for the world." He looked at me playfully, hoping I'd speak.

I stared at the ocean. Would I give up this body of water and the memories and feelings tied with it? Could I never swim again, never see the ocean again? I wasn't as sure as Finnick, but I knew it would always be a hard choice.

When I next heard his voice, it was thoughtful and serious.

"There is one thing I would give up the ocean for." He went quiet. I didn't like when Finnick was quiet, when his beautiful voice wasn't there.

I hadn't done anything and Finnick never told me what he'd give up his love for. As I sat there, I realized Finnick was no longer the enemy.

He was a friend.-

Noah's voice called me from the memory. Though I could understand now how little things could invoke one or two feelings, Noah's words- just three words- made me feel so many. "Annie? Please talk to me. Do something, I beg you."

I didn't answer- maybe he would stop loving me. He shouldn't love me- not a monster like me. It'd be better if he forgot.

Then I felt his arms encircle my waist and he put his head on my shoulder. "Annie... I know your there."

I didn't move, I didn't speak.

So for the next hour, he sat there, holding me tightly. Then he whispered, "I should go to my own room... Goodnight, my Annie."

He came to me at night, after Finnick had left. He held me and talked about himself.

I began to feel for him. I began to want to let him know I was there. It was such a short time that we had been together but I loved how straightforward he was. I admired how much confidence he had.

I wondered why I let myself love him.

When he said goodnight, he'd kiss me softly before leaving.

I watched his interview with interest, wondering at the questions he would be asked and what his answer would be. He looked nice but not too pompous and arrogant as I remember Finnick being.

Caeser smiled at Noah, "Hello Noah, how do you like the Capitol so far?"

"It's not home but... It'll do for now." Noah answered easily.

Caeser leaned forward, "So, the Capitol wants to know, how do you like having Finnick Odair and Annie Cresta as your mentors?"

Noah's eyes found mine as he answered, "Their an interesting pair. Annie is more than anyone thought of her but, sadly, I believe Finnick's much less." Finnick's hands curled into fists and he glared at Noah.

"So, to the next question, is there a woman at home you left?"

"No." He watched me closely.

"Well... I bet there will be many to choose from if you make it through the Games."

"I guess."

I didn't listen to the rest of the interview. My thoughts wandered to other place, other times.

-Finnick had just gotten home from the Games. He looked at everyone, his eyes passing over them but never lingering. He flirted and played the crowds but he never meant a word he said to anyone as the reporters watched him.

Later that day, my mother sent me to Finnick's home in the Victor's Village. I went, because my mother would have beaten me otherwise. I knocked on the door and Finnick opened it, beaming and ready for the cameras. I pushed the basket my mom had sent into his hands.

"What's this for?" He asked curiously, pushing about the breads and candies stuffed into the basket.

"Mom said it was a welcome home present."

He smiled at me, "Thank you. Please tell her thank you as well. Would you like to come in?"

"Your a murderer." I turned and ran home.-

Finnick touched my arm, "Annie, it's time to go." He touched my arm but turned to smile seductively at some Capitol women. He steered me out, where we met Noah and Leah.

Noah looked away from his talk with the District Seven girl- I think her name was Johanna Mason. He smiled widely at me and walked over to me. "Annie." He looked at Finnick, eyes full of annoyance, "I'll take her from here."

"Nah, I'm fine. I'll keep her." He tightened his grip slightly on my arm.

Noah grabbed my other arm just as tightly as Finnick. "I said I'll take her."

"I said I'm fine." Finnick growled in response.

Noah didn't look once at me, watching Finnick as he whispered, "Don't you have some Capitol women to seduce?" They glared at each other, each trying to stare the other down. Finally, Finnick looked away, his bronze hair hiding his eyes from everyone. So they couldn't see what he felt.

But I'd seen it before he'd hid.

The pain, the remorse, the sadness. Then he left. Noah took my hand, rubbing it softly and kissed it. "Come on. Let's get you to the room."

He gently led me to my room and held me all night. I fell asleep in his arms, feeling happy for the first time since I was reaped.

When I woke up the next day, it was around noon and Noah wasn't there. On my bedside table was a envelope with my name on it. I grabbed it quietly and touched it, knowing it was from Noah.

Suddenly the door opened and I dropped the envelope. Finnick looked in. "Annie! I'm glad your up..."

I looked at him curiously, standing as he walked over, putting the envelope in a drawer. He took my hand to pull me away but I shook my head.

"What do you want?" He asked, exasperated. I looked down and understanding dawned on his face.

"Noah?" I nodded. "Annie..." He took a deep breath.

"The Games have begun."

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