This story is in honor of Mockingjay Part 1, which I went to see like a week ago.

Yes, I know I should be working on my other story, but when I went to go see the movie I fell in love with Finnick all over again. I absolutely love him! After watching it, this one idea about Finnick got stuck in my brain and it kept coming back no matter what I did. Before I knew it, I had written the entire story out.

Just saying, the one part of the movie that keeps replaying in my head was the part when Finnick and Annie were reunited. It was so sweet (I think we can all see that deep down, I'm a very sappy person). With that being said, this story actually fits in pretty well with the real books, and in my opinion it even supports Odesta/FinnickXAnnie.

Also, this story is going to be short and choppy. I didn't plan on actually finishing it when I started it and as a result only the most important parts are covered. There's very little extra filler in this story which may make some people happy, but it might also make it a bit hard to follow. I'm just letting you know all this so that you know I did it on purpose and I'm not crazy. :P

I took a deep breath of the cool morning air. It smelled fresh and piney which wasn't surprising considering that I was sitting in the upper branches of a pine tree. The branch I was sitting on could barely hold my weight, but as long as I kept my arm wrapped around the tree trunk I was safe.

I smiled as a small bird flapped its wings and flew off into the wind. Sitting high up in the trees was my only safe haven these days. I closed my eyes and lifted my face to the gentle breeze.

"Alona, where are you?"

The loud voice startled me so badly I almost fell out of the tree. I sighed at the broken peace. Looking down at the ground, I saw a boy who looked like an older version of me, right down to the dark brown, overly curly hair. He had his back to me and was squinting up at the treetops.

"Asher, I'm over here!"

He spun around and his eyes locked onto me. "Alona, get down here. The Reaping's going to start soon!"

"The Reaping isn't for another hour," I stated. Nonetheless, I jumped down to the ground.

"Well, it's gonna take an hour to get you ready," Asher teased, poking the messy bun on top of my head.

I batted his hand away playfully. "I guess we better start heading home then."

Well, this chapter is a lot shorter than what I usually write. I think that most of the chapters in this story will be about this long. Short and neat, right? Originally this story was going to be a one shot, but then when I finished it and saw how long it was I decided to split it up.

So, what do you think so far? Good, bad, terrible? Let me know!