A/N: hey everybody I decided I would write a new story, and yes, don't worry I am updating ASAP! :) REVIEWS ARE SUGAR CUBES FROM THE SEX SYMBOL OF PANEM!


I was finished talking with Haymitch, and he began walking toward Effie to speak with her about something. I begin stroking the horses neck, when I'm suddenly alerted by a tall man walking toward me wearing a net knotted strategically at his groin with the remainder over his shoulder, a rasta necklace, and a cheesy grin. He's quite tan, but not orange at all. He has medium length bronze hair that's shorter in the back and longer in the front. He looks absolutely ridiculous, and I'm wondering why in the world he is staring at me with that cheesy grin. He has his fist closed loosely around something evidently breakable according to his loose hold. He's strutting toward me and opens his palm, leaning against the horse on the right of our district 12 chariot.

"Hello, Katniss, I'm Finnick, Finnick Odair. Want a sugar cube?" He cuts him self of by popping a sugar cube in his mouth. He crunches with a smirk.

He continues, " They're supposed to be for the horses, but they have years to eat sugar while you and I better grab something sweet while we can," he says with a wink.

I roll my eyes. "No thanks, but I'd like to borrow your outfit sometime." Crap, did I really just say that!

"Hmm," he looks me up and down. "What about you? Done with the little girl dresses? I'm sure that The Girl on Fire must need to look her best, hmm?"

"Oh, what about you Mr. Sex Symbol of Panem? Mustn't you dress up to please your lovers?"

"No, they enjoy it more when I undress." He says with a wink. "But it's a shame, though, you wearing that. Think of all the jewels you could buy with the money from winning."

"No, I'm not a fan of jewels. What about you? You must have loads from your many lovers gifts?"

"Oh no, they reward me with secrets." Suddenly his face is extremely close to mine.

"What about you girl on fire?" He whispers huskily into my ear. "Have any secrets worth my time?"

I pull away, "No. Everyone seems to know my secrets before I do."

"Unfortunately, I believe you're right."

"Ugh this outfit is horribly tight," I complain.

"Take it off then,"

I gape at him and he smirks and nudges me.

"Bread boy is coming."

I roll my eyes and look towards Peeta. He smiles an waves, and I do the same back. Finnick introduces himself, and excuses himself to speak with Haymitch.

I chatter with Peeta about how Gloss and Cato look much like each other.

_Finnicks POV_

I slam my fist down on the table.

"Haymitch! I want them! She is obviously talented and they're a package deal."

"I don't know boy, she's awful reluctant of you. She thinks your a player. I mean, she doesn't know your story. And there's no doubt in my mind she knows you could kill her with a trident."

"Yeah, well i don't exactly plan on it." He'll know what I mean. That if the rebellion plan goes as planned then she'll be fine.

"I'll talk to her, but I'm doubting it."

I sigh, "Alright, thanks Haymitch."

"But if we have to make her," he starts digging in his pocket, " Make sure you wear this, and she'll know that i personally requested you." He smirks and brings out a gold bangle bracelet, with flames on it. I grin, and accept it.

"Thanks Haymitch," I say with a smile.

"Yeah yeah, now go boy."

I leave his room and get ready for the chariot parade. Stupid net.

_Katniss's POV_

I'm on the chariot with Peeta, and I'm glad that Cinna said no smiling. I finally get to be me. Soon the 1st Chariot races off, and we prepare for our ride. I hold Peetas hand and we both look straight ahead. Here's to the worst days of my life. Ladies and gentlemen, let the 75th annual hunger games begin!