AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I'M SO SORRY! As you may know I am in high school now. My math teacher scares the crap out of me and she assigns lots of homework so I'm so sorry! PLEASE FORGIVE ME!

Since not much is known about Blight I just described him like I thought he might look like.

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Finnick Odair

I wasn't sure what Johanna would do once she actually met Annie. Would she automatically hate her? Become her friend? Ignore her? There were so many possibilities and situations that ran through my mind. Jo didn't know about Annie and I, and I sort of wanted it to stay that way. It was unheard of when mentors fell in love with their tributes. Nobody ever talked about it but it was sort of almost… bad. Even though Annie was a victor.

The day we got to District 7 was a colder one, snow blanketed the ground. Nobody was allowed to work today since they were supposed to be 'celebrating' Annie's victory. I felt bad, Garran was one of the tributes from District 7 to join the Career pack. He had a chance at winning. But when it comes down to him or Annie I would automatically choose her without a doubt, even though she'd possibly be angry with me for saving her life instead of her own.

I snuck away when Annie was being tortured from her prep team, since I was already 'perfect' I didn't need that much to be done (says Annie's prep team). Jo and I had always seemed to have a certain meeting spot by a tree a few yards away from the Justice Building. Once I got outside and shoved my hands in my pocket I looked up and saw Johanna leaning against the tree smoking a cigar. I wrinkled my nose, I didn't like the smell of those things, and I didn't like that Johanna was wasting money on those stupid expensive things. I was surprised this District even sold them.

"Hey." She said, not even turning around, Johanna exhaled some smoke and put out her cigar.

"Hi." I walked up to her. She wasn't looking well, expert makeup artists tried there hardest to conceal her dark circles, but as a friend who had known her for years I could see the tiredness in her eyes, it wasn't like Johanna. She usually had such fierceness in her eyes, she wasn't someone who was easily contained. "Are you okay?"

Johanna turned to me and tried to give me a smile "Yep. I'm fine. How's the Capitol?"

"Same old." The same old manipulating, disgusting excuse for a place.

"How's Annie doing? Is she still all…" she made circular motions around her temples. She was asking if she was still crazy. Sometimes Johanna didn't know when to shut her mouth.

I set my jaw, clenched my fists at my sides and tried not to snap at her "Yes. She's doing a lot better."

"Careful Finnick." Johanna said. "If I didn't know any better I would assume that you two are together."

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The speech Annie said was probably the saddest and the most heartbreaking one of them all so far. As soon as she walked onto the stage with cream colored pants and a white t-shirt the whole entire group went quiet.

When she reached the microphone she grasped the base of it as if it was steadying her and keeping her from floating away. "Hello." She addressed the crowd, her lips were slightly parted "I'm Annie Cresta. Winner of the seventieth Hunger Games." She took a deep breath. "Out of all the tributes in… in the games, Garran and Alanna were the ones I was the most connected to… beside M-Max." she shifted on her feet clearly uncomfortable with all the attention on her. "Alanna and Garran were good people. I can say that." Her breathing hitched "I j-just wished I had more time to get to know them."

The people clapped respectfully, their eyes watched her as she turned around and walked into the Justice Building. Shortly after I followed her in but didn't even get to say anything because of her prep team who whisked her away from me once again.

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Annie Cresta

Another dress, another dinner. It was becoming a frequent pattern. I wanted to come home so badly. I was scared to go to the Capitol, and being on the train made me think of going back to the Hunger Games. I would remind myself that I wasn't but it still scared me.

I was dressed up in a long brown dress with a sort of leafy detail at the collar. District 7. Lumber. Trees. Garran. Alanna. Their families watched me while I was speaking, I wished I could do something more for them. But that though? Throw myself onto my knees and beg for them to forgive me.

My prep team lead me to Finnick who was waiting almost impatiently around the corner. His eyes lit up when he saw me and I beamed at him, but then I remembered that we weren't the only people in the room. Jacey, Aqua and Peko watched me curiously. "Thank you." I nodded to them and they skipped away with an invisible cloud of glitter and strong smelling perfume.

Finnick lead me to the dining hall in a comfortable silence. But he stopped. "I should warn you. Johanna Mason. Uh… she's different."

Like I was? Huh maybe we'd get along. But I wasn't sure.

Once we got into the room I noticed the large dining table filled with assortments of food. My stomach growled loudly like I hadn't eaten in days. I was tempted to start eating right away but Finnick sat me across a woman with short spiky hair and large brown eyes, she stared at me and Finnick and winked at him. Making me become slightly furious.

Finnick sat down next to me and his legs slightly brushed against mine making my blood flow faster.

"Johanna this is Annie."

"Obviously." She snorted and leaned across the table to shake my hand. Johanna leaned forward just enough too purposely (I think) show the deep crease of her cleavage. I looked away and blushed.

She immediately started talking about their years of being a mentor, they'd laugh at funny memories and have silent discussions with their eyes at other times. I could tell Finnick was trying to make an effort to join me in the conversation but it was so much about their 'fun times' I gave up and ate my slightly cold dinner in silence until a man with greying salt-and-pepper hair and wide brown eyes sat down besides me.

At first I thought he was drunk because he was holding a fancy drink, but he probably just started because he wasn't like Haymitch who slurred when he spoke and got barely stumble home. He and I had an enjoyable conversation about trees and the forest. I also found out his name was Blight and he won the games almost fifteen years ago. I didn't even notice Finnick went to the bathroom and Johanna was watching us with a bored and slightly amused face.

"Well that conversation was boring." She said out loud. Like she didn't care who's feelings she'd hurt. I blushed. Johanna would look to me and to Blight's drink. I wondered if she wanted one.

"How old are you." She asked.

"Seventeen, but my birthdays coming up very soon." I said suspiciously. Why would she want to know?

"Hm…" Johanna tapped her finger on her chin. "That means you're old enough to drink. Hell I'd be surprised if you haven't already."

She wanted me to drink? Liquor? I coughed loudly. "Uh… n-no thanks."

Johanna gave me that look that said she wasn't taking no for an answer. "Every victor has to have a drink on their Victory Tour. Think of it as… celebrating. Yea let's use that, you're celebrating you existence." Her eyes became slightly sadder "Drink for Garran and Alanna."

I couldn't say no now when she put it that way. I nodded. "O-okay."

Johanna nodded to Blight and he left the table and seconds later he was back holding a tiny glass filled with a yellowish beverage. I was sort of scared to try it.

When Blight handed it to me I almost dropped it because my hands were shaking. Johanna raised an eyebrow "You okay?" she asked almost challengingly.

Well challenge accepted Ms. Mason, for some reason I was determined to gain the respects if the victors. I didn't want to be known as the mad girl. So I tentatively took a sip and tried not to make a face as it slid painfully down my throat.

She shook her head "The glass is tiny, you're supposed to drink it as fast as you can."

I nodded and blushed. I silently counted to three, one…two…three… and shoved the glass up against my lips and the liquid burned all the way down my throat into my stomach. I shuddered slightly.

Johanna gave me a thumbs up and slid another one to me. Before I could question her she said "The first on was for Garran… this one is for Alanna."

My face burned with shame, I momentarily forgotten about them, it was the first time I did since my Games, their faces burned into my mind and their voices seemed to call out to me or whisper in the middle of the night. I was almost glad I wasn't a mentor because I could never forget my tributes faces. They would haunt me in the middle of the night just like the tributes from my games. I couldn't believe Johanna could toss around their names so carelessly.

I almost didn't want to take the other one. I didn't want to be in Johanna's little mind games, but I had too. It was for Alanna. So I grabbed it, tilted my head back and gulped just as fast as the first one, maybe even faster.

"Holy Jo. I was gone for five minutes and your already trying to get sweet Annie completely wasted." A voice said behind me. I closed my eyes: Finnick.

"We were drinking for tributes of this year's games for District 7." I muttered, trying to defend and my cheeks burned because Finnick saw me drinking.

"Yea. Then she would have made you drink for last year's tributes and the tributes before that…" his voice trailed off "I know that drinking trick Jo. I did that to you on your Victory Tour."

"I can recall that night quite well." Johanna smirked and Finnick shifted uncomfortably.

My eyes widened and Finnick gave me an apologetic look. I stood up very fast and my knees banged on the table on the way up, the table clattered loudly and people looked over at me with a concerned look. "Goodnight. Thank you so much for your hospitality." I nodded to the big mayor and his wife. "Don't wait up" I said to Finnick, "stay out as long as you need to."

Finnick Odair

I desperately wanted to run after Annie and I was going to but Johanna wanted to talk to me. She grabbed my arm and dung her fingers in until we were outside, she shoved me against the brick wall. "You did it. Didn't you?" she glared at me accusingly.

"What do you mean 'it'? You think Annie and I had se-,"

"No you idiot!" Johanna snapped. "You know how dangerous it is to-,"

"TO DO WHAT?" I yelled.

Johanna glared up at me. "To fall in love with you tribute."

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Just to let you know… I DO NOT SHIP JOHANNA/FINNICK. I mean if Annie didn't exist maybe… but I like to think that they had some sort of thing with each other for a little bit. But it defiantly didn't last.