A/N: Thanks to doraviolet1 who got me back into this story. I've been taking a break from fanfiction for awhile so it's nice to hear what people say.
Chapter Three
"Hello Mr. Odair." Finnick says as he walks onto the train that is ready to take him to the Capitol. The time has come for Finnick to go to the 'fund raising' for the 70th Hunger Games.
After a day Finnick arrives in the Capitol now wearing the Capitol attire that was offered on the train.
"We hope you have a nice stay Mr. Odair." The train attendant says and bows his head.
"Thanks." Finnick says politely.
Finnick gets off the train and isn't surprised to see Remus in the crowd waiting for him. Finnick heads over to him.
"Hello Finnick." He says with a smile.
"Hey Remus." Finnick says as Remus leads him to a black car. "So where are we going?" Finnick asks as the driver opens the door for him.
"Your apartment." Remus says.
"Why?" Finnick asks.
"To get your outfit for tonight." Remus.
"Great your dressing me." Finnick mutters under his breath.
"Actually no, President Snow picked outfits for all the victors to wear." Remus says.
"Perfect." Finnick says.
"Don't worry they are all matching." Remus says.
Finnick nods unamused.
"So where is this being hosted anyway?" Finnick asks.
"The auction will be happening outside the tribute center." Remus says.
"Outside the tribute center?" Finnick says confused because it isn't the biggest space. He assumed it would be at some luxurious house.
"Yes, did you have another place in mind." Remus says.
"It doesn't matter." Finnick says.
Finnick heads upstairs and sees his Avox and an outfit hanging up for him. It isn't terrible just a simple suit. There's a black jacket, black shirt, and a red tie; the shoes are a shiny red as well.
"Would've assumed something more dramatic." Finnick says and picks up the hanger that is holding the jacket.
"Well this event is open to all the public." Remus says.
"What do you mean?" Finnick asks.
"Anyone from the Capitol can come and bid on you because everyone watches the Hunger Games."
Usually only the elite can buy the victors for a certain time period, not because they can't afford the asking price, but because Snow doesn't want the victors to be seen with the wrong type of people. Hookers are an excellent example of this.
"Why bother, only the rich will win." Finnick says.
"True, but everyone loves a chance to see a victor." Remus says with a smile.
"So, when does this thing start?" Finnick asks.
"Two hours so you better hurry up." Remus says.
Finnick walks to the tribute center against Remus' wishes, but since the tribute center is only three blocks from his apartment it is better than sitting in Capitol traffic.
Finnick walks in the backdoor to avoid all the people and the press. He walks inside and sees a nice stage and decorations.
"Selling us off like cattle never gets old." Finnick hears someone behind him say. He turns and sees a girl with slicked back blonde hair in a very low cut black dress.
"You're here too Cashmere." Finnick says as she gets closer.
"Obviously." She says and looks Finnick up and down. "You look handsome."
"Yeah." Finnick says unamused.
"This is the part where you say I look beautiful." Cashmere says.
"Sorry." Finnick says.
"You could sound sincerer." Cashmere pouts.
"I'm saving all my polite behavior for later." Finnick says.
"Ah I see." Cashmere says.
"Is Gloss here too?" Finnick asks.
"Of course, people love the brother sister duo." Cashmere says and takes a glass from the servers that are starting to come out.
"That's disgusting." Finnick says.
"I'm sure you've seen your weird fetishes over time. I mean you were fourteen when you won."
"Snow wouldn't sell me until I was sixteen." Finnick says.
"Well, at least he has some morals." Cashmere says.
"How many victors do you think will be here?" Finnick asks.
"This isn't a volunteer job Finnick." Cashmere says.
Finnick rolls his eyes
"He doesn't ask everyone to come to 'special' events." Finnick says.
"Enobaria and Brutus are here, I also saw the guy from Nine."
"Blake." Finnick says
"What?" Cashmere says confused.
"That's 'the guy from Nine'." Finnick says.
"Whatever." Cashmere says and looks around. "They'll probably be more female victors than male."
"Snow goes with popularity and age. I doubt he is sexist" Finnick says.
"I guess." Cashmere sighs and takes a sip from her glass. "I'm just glad I'm not being sold with Gloss tonight."
Finnick cringes at the thought of having to be with your brother. He couldn't do that with his deceased sister.
"So, for this auction are you hoping for a girl or guy to bid on you?" Cashmere asks.
"Doesn't matter." Finnick says.
"C'mon Finnick I'm sure you have a preference."
"It doesn't matter to me Cashmere." Finnick says.
"So, if you met someone nice at home would it be a guy or a girl?" Cashmere says.
"It would be no one." Finnick says
"Why's that?" Cashmere asks.
"The rumors and the whole sleeping with other people, it's too complicated and then there is Snow's threat always looming above the air."
"Yeah. We should've read the fine print when we volunteered" Cashmere says.
"I didn't volunteer."
"Well I'm sure there's fine print for you to read somewhere." She says and finishes her glass. "I'm going to find my brother, see you around Finnick." Cashmere says and blows him a kiss.
"Yeah, see you around." Finnick says and watches her walk away.
Finnick looks at the passing trees on the train ride home. Finnick got bought by a girl named Tinley and all she wanted was to be seen in public with Finnick. The cost she paid just to be seen with Finnick in public was a small fortune. He doesn't understand why people waste their money just for time in the spotlight.
When Finnick gets on District Four soil he walks straight to the house with the orange door and opens it without knocking.
"Mags!" Finnick shouts and walks inside.
"In here sweetie." Mags says and Finnick smiles.
Finnick sees her sitting in a chair knitting.
"How was your trip?" Mags asks him as if he just spent the night with a friend. Mags doesn't want to make it seem like it was something terrible. It is something Finnick has to deal with in his daily life so she tries to make it better.
"Better than I thought it would be." Finnick says. He didn't have to sleep with anyone, all he had to do was spend lots of time outside with a girl. Tinley had blue skin and silver hair and was shallow but she wasn't the worst person in the world. Considering, she was from the Capitol she was a nice girl to hang out with.
"That's good to hear. Finnick are you going to do anything today?" Mags says.
"I wanted to go into town, I need more fishing supplies and I want to make you something nice for dinner." Finnick says.
"Don't make me dinner tonight Finnick, just spend time for yourself today." Mags says.
"Fine then I'll just get ready." Finnick says and kisses her cheek.
"I should feel so lucky." Mags says and smiles.
"You'll always be number one Mags." Finnick says with a smile and leaves her house.
Finnick starts walking out of Victors' Village when he notices Lena practically running from her house to greet him.
"Finnick!" He hears her shout.
Finnick sighs and turns to face her. He wishes she would leave him alone, but it's not like he can ignore her for the rest of his life. They live next to each other and have to attend the Hunger Games each year until they die.
"Lena." Finnick says.
"Oh my gosh where were you this weekend?" Lena asks.
Lena is pretty so he is surprised she doesn't know about the "deal' with Snow. Lena is pretty so it's not like people wouldn't be interested in her and Finnick has seen her with family members frequently. Besides, even if she didn't have any family left Snow can always find someone.
"I was needed elsewhere." Finnick says.
"I see." Lena says and twirls her smooth hair.
Finnick looks her up and down and sees she is wearing a nice sundress from one of the expensive stores in town. He only knows this because he can see the signature mermaid stamp on the dress.
Lena is a new victor and hasn't been hassled by Snow much so she enjoys spending her money, then again Lena was always a shallow person so if she gets threatened it might not matter.
"You're holding it wrong." Finnick says as he walks towards the counter of the ice cream shop." He catches her name on her name tag. "Annie." It's the same girl with the light brown hair.
He just finished doing his shopping and decided to stop in for a treat.
"I know how to tie a constrictor knot." Annie says and tosses the rope aside.
"Well, if you did I shouldn't be able to untie it." Finnick says and reaches for it.
"Customers can't go behind the counters." Annie says annoyed.
A small fat man rushes over towards Annie. He has a red face and is wearing a white polo shirt with the name of the store on the right breast.
"Don't listen to Annie, victor Finnick." The man says frantically, it's the owner of the store. "You can do whatever you wish."
"That's okay." Finnick says with a smile.
The owner takes Annie aside and Finnick can tell she is getting a scolding.
"So, sorry about that." Annie says in a not so friendly voice.
"You're not a fan of me then" Finnick says.
"I'm not a fan of how the victors are treated like gods."
"Well, when you're famous you can get anything." Finnick says with a smile.
"Oh yes famous for killing people." Annie smirks. "How heroic." Annie says but then looks away. She looks behind her to make sure the shop keeper isn't still there. He doesn't like when the workers talk about their dislike for the Hunger Games, especially in front of the customers.
"I never said I was a hero." Finnick says.
"Whatever." Annie says.
Finnick smirks again.
"So, are you buying up the whole town?" Annie asks as she looks at his multiple shopping bags. He needed to go to more than one store because he couldn't find all the items in one place.
"No, just stuff for my boat." Finnick says.
"Ah so you own one of those fancy motorized ones." Annie says as she wipes the counter.
"No, because I like sailing." Finnick says.
"Well, you probably got a really big one then." Annie says.
Finnick smiles.
"We still talking about boats, right?" Finnick says and Annie rolls her eyes.
"Are you going to order or what?" Annie asks avoiding his lude comment.
Finnick smiles.
"Of course, that's why I'm here." Finnick says and Annie throws the rag down. "You didn't think it was to see you." Finnick says.
"Not a chance in hell." Annie says and tucks a piece of her brown hair behind her ear.
"Good thing your boss didn't hear that."
"I'm the best worker Marco has; or rather the only one who shows up on time."
"I see." Finnick says.
"What can I get for you then?" Annie says.
Finnick browses the menu, he doesn't want ice cream today. He has come to this place since he was little and he would always get sea salt ice cream. His parents would take him and his sister when it was a really hot day in Four. Finnick never was the adventurous type that's why he always got the same order, but that changed when he was fourteen. After Finnick won he became a completely different person.
"A frozen coffee." Finnick says. There's a place in the Capitol he goes to that has really good frozen coffee
"I'll get that right out for you." Annie says with a fake smile and starts to make the drink.
"Customer service sucks here." Finnick teases.
Annie sets the cup in front of him when it's ready.
"What?" Annie asks.
"Nothing." Finnick says and takes a sip.
Finnick scrunches his face.
"That's coffee." Finnick says skeptical.
"So sorry it's not as good as what you're used to." Annie says sarcastically with a smile.
"It's just so fake." Finnick says.
"That's because we don't use the real stuff like they do in the Capitol or rather the District where it came from."
"Well, for a high class ice cream shop you'd figure-"
"Ice cream, not coffee." Annie says annoyed. "Barely anyone orders stuff that isn't ice cream so you shouldn't expect it to be spectacular.
Finnick is about to reply when the door opens and a girl comes rushing inside.
"Annie I'm so sorry I'm late." A girl with tan skin and blonde hair says while rushing inside. The girl goes behind the counter and puts up her hair and ties her apron. She's wearing the same uniform as Annie.
"It's fine." Annie says to her co-worker.
"It's just my brother-"
"I know." Annie says.
"Okay." The girl says with a smile. "Has it been busy?" She asks.
"No, you'll be able to take care of it yourself."
"Marco, isn't here then." The girl says excited.
"No, you're lucky for that." Annie says. "I can leave now then." Annie says and is about to walk away when the girl grabs Annie's arm tightly.
"What the hell Luna." Annie says to the girl with the blonde hair and soft green eyes.
"Finnick Odair is here and I don't do well when the famous people come in." Luna says.
"I already served him and if he says something annoying just ignore him." Annie says untying her apron.
"I'm not good at that stuff like you though." Luna says.
"He'll probably leave soon anyway because he already got his order." Annie says she doesn't add that he hated it.
"Fine." Luna says and lets go of her arm.
"I'll see you later." Annie says and walks to the front door.
"Okay." Finnick says as the door opens.
"I wasn't talking to you." Annie says to Finnick as he trails behind her.
"You sure about that?" Finnick says catching up to her. "You walk fast."
"Yeah it helps when I'm trying to get away from someone."
"You mean me?" Finnick says.
"Duh." Annie says and takes her hair down. Her brown hair is longer than Finnick expected. "Why are you following me anyway?" Annie asks and turns right heading for the boating docks.
"Because I'm bored." Finnick says.
Annie turns to him and glares at him.
"Didn't realize I was entertainment for you." Annie says angry.
"I didn't mean it like that." Finnick says.
"Of course you did, you're a victor." Annie says.
"What does that mean?" Finnick says.
"Thinking the world belongs to you." Annie says.
"Are you going to go fishing?" Finnick asks changing the subject.
"Not telling." Annie says.
Finnick stops talking to her when she takes a right away from the fishing docks.
She must live there. Finnick thinks to himself.
Not the most glamorous place in the District to live. The houses are generous, they are two stories but not very large. It's not the best place to live because it always smells like fish.
Finnick can deducted a few things about Annie's life if she in fact does live in this area. Someone in her family is a fisherman, which means she probably spends more time at the docks then at school.
"You're going to get fat if you keep getting ice cream every day." Zayden, another victor, says to Finnick as he walks back to the village.
Zayden is in his early forties and has a great love for the Hunger Games, he volunteered and likes to boast about it. Zayden likes to stay in shape even though he is getting older. He was the golden boy in District Four before Finnick won and even though he is an adult he still gets jealous. Zayden just can't get over the 'good old days' he still wants to be number one in District Four.
"Don't worry about me Zayden I have an excellent exercise regime." Finnick says and walks up the stairs to his mansion.
"I bet you do." Zayden says as Finnick goes into his house.
"You know you really should lock your door." Lena says and Finnick jumps. Lena is sitting on his couch without a top on. At least she has her bra on.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Finnick asks and sets his bags down in the foyer. He was going to drop them by his boat but decided he would go home instead.
"I wanted to see you." Lena says.
"Lena you gotta stop doing this." Finnick says.
"Why, I know you think I'm pretty." Lena says.
"You are attractive, but I don't get involved with the other victors."
"Yeah that's because one is like a hundred and the others are middle aged. I'm new and sexy and more your type. I'm the person you can be with when you're home, I want to be that person." Lena smiles.
"I don't need anyone." Finnick says.
"Or do you just like the girls from town?"
"What do you mean?" Finnick asks.
"Whenever you go shopping you hit on the girl vendors"
"That's not true." Finnick says.
"Does Finnick Odair only like the poor girls?" Lena asks.
"Money doesn't mean anything Lena." Finnick says.
"Yes, it does. It makes people happy." Lena says.
"Coins and pieces of paper can't make people feel happy." Finnick says.
"You can buy anything you want though." Lena says.
"You're just materialistic." Finnick says annoyed.
"Fine." Lena says and picks up her top. "Maybe you're just a jerk with a pretty face." Lena says and storms out of his house.
Finnick smiles
"Good, that's how I want you to see me." Finnick says. That's how he wants most people to see him because it means people will stay away.