Boyfriend
He smiles at me and cups my face in his hand, stroking it gently. I smile slightly looking into his pale blue eyes, which are tinted with grey. He is handsome; with short brown hair and a muscular body though he is nothing compared to Finnick. But the memories with Finnick are slowly fading, after all I am sixteen now, my time with Finnick seems like another life. Sometimes however I find myself thinking of those stunning green eyes, at the Reapings I can't stop looking at him and he seems to be staring back at me. As if that meant anything.
I'm with Martin now anyway. He's pretty fit, and he's a nice guy. I do feel guilty towards him because of still liking Finnick but everyone loves Finnick. He kisses me on the lips slowly and I kiss back, his hand on my face. This is when I realise I don't love Martin. I don't want a boyfriend; I don't feel comfortable with Martin especially with Finnick so I pull away. "We need to talk Martin." I say, "I don't think we're right together. It's not that I don't like you, but I just can't really see us going any further."
"I understand Annie. I guess I'll miss us being together." He says, but he doesn't seem so upset which is a good thing, I suppose.
"I'm sorry. We can still be friends." I say.
"Of course we can." He says before he walks away leaving me stranded on the beach. I sigh, lie down on my back and look into the red sunset, the skies tinted orange with a few red swirls in them. It is so beautiful; I just wish Finnick is here to share it with me.