I meant it when I said I didn't want allies, my only intention was to keep Peeta alive but somehow she was different.

I first saw her at the reaping, the way she sauntered up on to the stage as if she had already won which, to me, she had. The sheer confidence she radiated both terrified and intrigued me. I barely registered the other tributes, replaying district 7 in my head.

I had no intention of falling in love with her but somehow I never had another choice. The moment she stepped into the lift with us my breath left me. She began to speak but I heard nothing, I was fixated.

After the chariot parade I cram into the lift with Haymitch and Peeta, just as the door closes she slides through the gap, smirking at us. Before the lift has even begun to move she is undressing, the fabric tree slides to the floor exposing her graceful figure. I try not to look but I hardly had any control over my body any more, I look over to Haymitch and see that both he and Peeta seem absorbed by her display. After what seems like an eternity she leaves the elevator, none of us move, we just stand there.

Apart from glimpses during training I don't see Johanna again until the games themselves. I try and focus on keeping Peeta alive but every time I hear the canon my heart stops, I hardly know her yet the thought that she may now be dead destroys me. When we are extracted to District 13, I am told that both Peeta and Johanna were found by the Capitol first, Finnick has lost Annie too and we find some comfort in each other.

The rescue mission is successful and, as soon as I have seen Peeta I run to find Jo but as I round the corner I panic, what if she hates me? Sure we had flirted but that doesn't mean that she felt anything like what I felt for her. I turn to leave but a hand pulls me back, she pulls me towards her and I feel her flush against my back. As she turns me to face her, the look on her face tells me that I may not have been wrong and as her lips touch mine I feel that maybe something good came from the games after all.