Ah! I went back to school! Sorry I didn't update yesterday all I was planning on doing was searching up Annie and Finnick fanart, re-watching the Harry Potter Musical`s and writing. But my friend invited me to see a movie and we at so much my stomach still hurts today!
I feel for the people who have started already and I hope you survive another year!
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Annie Cresta
The next day Finnick woke me up early and we walked over to the dining room. We had arrived in District 11 and I didn't even bother changing out of my pajamas because I knew as soon as the last bit of food on my plate was finished I would be dragged into the large process of getting ready once again.
When we came into the dining room Justine was already there, her already big eyes became even wider "You two are already up! Excellent! I was just about to come and get you."
I sat diagonally across from Finnick, he reached over and grabbed a cup of coffee. He plopped about seven sugar cubes into the cup. I had never had coffee before so I grabbed a steaming cup and took a sip. It tasted horribly bitter and it painfully burned my throat on the way down. I shook my head, how could people drink this?
Finnick chuckled at my reaction to the taste so he grabbed a handful of sugar cubes and dunked the them into my cup the dark liquid spilled over the rim and landed on my hand, causing my to jerk back. "I'm no coffee drinker but that looks like too much sugar."
"Sugar makes everything better. Just try it."
I blew air into it for a few minutes but I became impatient and started drinking, I guess it improved the taste but I was never one for sugar (in fact I hated it) but since Finnick seemed to love it I guess I would grow accustomed to it. Maybe I would grow to love it.
"What do you think?" he asked.
"It's good." I lied smoothly and smiled. "Thanks."
It seemed like I barely had enough time to eat my fluffy bread and strange colored fruit before I was whisked away to be remade again. That morning my prep team didn't seem to be excited to be up, even Peko, the nicest one of them all was sort of grumpy.
Thankfully they didn't have wax my body again because they already did a few days before. But it still took a long time to put myself together. My toenails and fingernails needed to be clipped and completely reshaped, they also painted them a pale pink color and with tiny little brushes they painted fruit onto them.
District 11 apparently had nicer weather than District 12 because they dressed me in a fluttery dress printed with floral intricate designs. They gave me a heavy flower ring and a leaf shaped necklace. My hair they left curly but pinned up with a few pieces cascading down the look seemed effortless and not time consuming but in real life it took almost over an hour to do. They also stuck purple pansies in it.
By the time I was polished once more it was time to leave. People watched me as I came out, there reaction was much like District 12. Uninterested and almost in a calm like manner but yet they almost looked... satisfied, maybe they were happy District 1 or 2 didn't win again.
I was shocked at the vastness of District 11, it was one of the poorest districts but it was probably one of the biggest. The things they grew swayed on the fields and it slightly reminded me of the ocean. I missed it already. I was so caught up over my surroundings that I almost tripped over and feel in front of everyone. I took a deep breath and my legs shook as I walked towards the stage.
Most of the children were dark haired and dark skinned with tiny bird like bodies, though the older ones were tall and strong. Their hazel colored eyes marked themselves from District 11 and they watched me as I walked up the steps to meet the mayor. The mayor of the district was tall and strong with huge muscles. He had a stern looking face and his hands were very rough as I shook his hand.
He said a few words to his people with a harsh voice like he was warning them to be nice. They people clapped politely as I walked onto the stage.
Finnick Odair
Annie's speech made me think back to my games (which I didn't often like to think about), in my games I acted like a cocky, arrogant asshole and my speech's weren't long or memorable at all. I could sweet talk practically any woman in the Capitol but I couldn't face the families of the people I had killed.
I felt like I should have warned Annie of the cruelness of the mayor, who ran 11 in such a harsh way it made me cringe. I could see the chapped, broken lips of the workers as they worked all day and all night with the hot sun beating down on them. Some of the people appeared to have scrapes and cuts on them, even the children. All of the people here looked exhausted. I felt sympathetic for them.
Once Annie's speech was over they all looked at her with some sort of respect. Annie seemed to have that effect on people.
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That night Annie was fitted into a pink dress with a tight fitted bodice and it fanned out at the waist. It was a much more interesting night because there were more than seven people eating in the room. District 11 had more than one victor, it had several. Seeder, Chaff, and the ancient Clay, who had no hair and so many deep wrinkles it was impossible to count. He had won the games after Mags did, but she seemed to take it a lot better than him.
I sat down a few seats across from him and he smiled a very toothless smile. "Why dontcha wanna sit with me Finny?" he bent over and his hand shook as he tried to scoops some steamed vegetables into his mouth.
"It's 'cause you smell." I joked.
"Hmph." He turned his head and smiled at Annie who had been looking for a place to sit "Sweet Annie will sit with me? Wont she?"
She nodded and sat down next to him. Annie and Clay smiled sweetly at me so I stuck my tongue out at both of them. "You are all out to get me!" I said and poised my fork dangerously at them.
Annie snickered loudly "Is that your trident?"
Clay laughed so hard I thought he might cough up a lung or something. Chaff came over and plopped himself next to me. Chaff had a drinking problem, but not as bad a Haymitch's, he also didn't have a hand, it got hacked off viciously during the final moments of his games. Seeder followed him like a shadow and sat on the other side of Annie.
Seeder was seemed nice enough, we never had a very long conversation with each other, and she was quiet. Though I believed she didn't like me that much. She smiled and inclined her head towards me and watched Annie intently.
"Y-you were very brave. In your games."
"Thank you." Annie said politely "Most people just thought I just got lucky. I guess I did."
Seeder shook her head "No. You fought as hard as you could but I guess a little bit of luck never hurts anyone."
Annie nodded and started talking to Seeder. I didn't pay attention because Chaff kept trying to force me to drink a suspicious liquid.
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One and a half suspicious drinks later we were back on the train, bathed and on my bed. It always seemed to come to use lying on a bed together, not that there was anything wrong with that. It was sort of quiet that night, Annie seemed to be so deep into thought I had she had 'gone'. Which frightened me, she didn't do it often anymore.
"You could have had anyone in this world Finnick. So I have to ask. Why me?"
I smiled and brought her close to me, our noses touched. She smelled like flowers and it was intoxicating. "It's because you're nothing like anyone else in the world."
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It seemed to become a pattern: wake Annie up, bring to her team a few hours later she would come out wearing a different dress, we would go to the District, speech, more prep time, dinner, introduce Annie to victors and then leave.
District 9 was hard for Annie. The girl from it tried to murder her, but she killed her. The families faces were fresh with remorse when we came there, that made Annie even feel more guilty. She broke down in that District but the way to 8 I stayed up the whole night with her. The next day we had to act like nothing bad happened.
I knew one District Annie would be sad to go see: 7.
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Sorry for the badness! I felt extremely guilty that I didn't post. I swear I shall make it up to you!
For you Mortal Instruments fans I have started writing a cute Simon and Isabelle fanfiction. Which I sort if regret because that's all that I can think about haha!