Nets & Fishing

Chapter 1: First Meeting

Disclaimer: If I owned this, the books would be all about Finnick and Annie.

Summary: "The name's Annie Cresta." She said, sticking her hand out to shake. "It's an honor m'lady." Finnick said with a wink before kissing Annie's hand, causing her to giggle. "And my name's Finnick Odiar."

In this chapter: When Finnick meet Annie.

"Again Finnick. Try again."

Finnick groaned at his father's words.

"But Dad,"

"No buts Finnick. Undo the knots and start over." His father said, crossing his arms.

"Why should I though? I've been sitting here for the past two hours and I've gotten no where close to making a good net! Can't we go fishing?" Finnick whined.

"No. Like I said before, once you make the net correctly, you can use it to go fishing." His father said, watching Finnick angrily undo the messed up knots.

"But why?"

"Because, if you're able to make the net correctly, you'll learn patience. And patience is key to fishing."

"But we can just tie a net to a boat and drive it around, catching fish like Jason's father does instead of wadding in the water and spearing fish with your trident?" Finnick asked, throwing his net down angrily.

"Finnick," His father said, shaking his head. "One day you'll understand that that's not the way to do things. Patience is virtue. I'm going to go check up on the family and get some lunch. I'll be back in a couple of hours. And I hope you will be finished with that net and have learned what I'm trying to teach you."

Finnick glared at his father's retreating form. Why did his father have to be so stubborn?

"Stupid net. This is so boring. And a waste of time. 'You have to learn patience.' my ass." Finnick muttered angrily, before undoing the knots again.

A half hour later, Finnick was still in the same situation. Except that he was now tied up in the failed attempt.

"Stupid freakin' net."

"Excuse me?"

Finnick turned his head in the direction of the voice.

"Do you need any help with that?"

Standing above, was the prettiest girl Finnick had every seen. She had dark flowing hair and beautiful sea green eyes. They were like staring into the ocean.

"Wow." Finnick said in shock at her beauty.

"So, do you need any help with that net?" The girl asked again.

"Uh, yes please." Finnick said blushing a bright red.

The girl kneeled down and skillfully freed Finnick.

"That's a nice color on you."

Finnick felt himself blush even more.

"Oh shut up." He snapped.

"Don't be vicious." She snapped back while glaring.

The two glared at each other before she reached down and undid the last few notes, pulling the rope out from under Finnick, causing him to fall.

The girl smirked and humphed in triumph, before turning and marching off.

Finnick quickly scrambled to his feet, not wanting the pretty girl to leave.

"Wait." Finnick called out, running after the girl before tripping and falling.

The girl turned around and burst out into laughter at the sight of Finnick, sitting on the beach, seaweed and seashells in his hair, pouting.

"You're an odd one." The girl said, before walking back over and kneeling down to help pick the stuff out of Finnick's hair.

"Thanks." Finnick muttered, blushing red. "So, this is the second time you've helped me. Can I at least have the honor of knowing your name?" Finnick asked, flashing one of his most charming smiles.

The girl couldn't help but laugh.

"You're insane." She said, shaking her head. "The name's Annie Cresta." She said, sticking her hand out to shake.

"It's a honor m'lady." Finnick said with a wink before kissing Annie's hand, causing her to giggle. "And my name's Finnick Odiar."

"It's a pleasure." Annie responded, pulling back her hand.

"So Ms. Cresta, what's a pretty little young lady like you doing out here?"

"For your information, I'm 9 and all grown up." Annie said, sticking her nose in the air.

"Why yes you are. And I am 11. Which makes me older and more responsible than you."

"Well that's nice. But when are you going to be able to actually make a net?"

Finnick blushed again.

"Hey! I'm getting there! I'm probably better than you!"

"Puh-lease. As if. My parents make nets for a living so it's in my blood and I'm amazing at making a net." Annie said, grabbing the rope and sitting on the ground.

"Okay. But can you fish?" Finnick asked, sitting down next to her.

"No, but I can make nets and trade them for fish. I'm in good shape for life."

"No you're not. Not until you can fish." Finnick said, poking her in the stomach causing her to squeal and slap his hand away.

"Okay then. How about this Finn,"

"Finn?" Finnick asked.

"Yes, Finn. It's easier to say than your random blob of letters you call a name." Annie snapped before giving him a wink.

"Okay!" Finnick said, throwing his hands up in defense while laughing. "Finn it is!"

"Good!" Annie said with a smirk. "Now as I was saying, how about I teach you how to make a proper net, and you teach me how to fish. Sound good?"

"Sounds fine." Finnick said with a grin. "What should I do first?"

"Okay, first you grab one end of the rope, than the other end. Over than under." Annie said, moving Finnick's hand with hers. "Than loop it and pull."

Finnick quickly followed her directions. Wanting to do it quickly.

"No, no, no. Not so fast. You have to have patience." Finnick slowed down his movements. "Perfect. I think we might actually get a good quality net out of you, Finnick Odiar."

An hour later, they had a net. And a good quality one too.

"I can't believe it, but I think we have a good enough net to go fishing with!" Annie said with twinkle in her eye.

"Hey, you know you had complete confidence in my abilities." Finnick said, giving Annie a light shove.

"Don't shove a girl!" Annie said.

"Fine. So you ready for your fishing lessons?" Finnick asked with a smirk.

Annie looked like she wanted to protest but she just sighed.

"As ready as I'll ever be."

When Finnick's father came back around an hour later, what he saw was a surprising sight, but not one he didn't like.

Finnick and Annie were fishing, and Finnick was using the net he made to catch the fish and Annie was using a trident to stab and kill the fish.

'They make a good team. And a cute couple.' He thought to himself before calling out to Finnick.

"Finnick! It's time to go!"

Both kids spun around in shock, not believing it had already been a couple of hours.

Both of them trudged back onto shore, each carrying a bucket of fish.

"Wow. You two sure did get a lot of fish." Finnick's father said in surprise.

"Yup! Annie taught me how to make an awesome net!" Finnick said excitedly.

"And Finn told me some great techniques for fishing with a trident!" Annie said, equally excited.

"Well, I'm glad you two had fun, but me and Finnick have to get going back home and I'm sure your parents are wondering where you are Annie."

Annie gave out a sigh. "Probably."

Annie turned to Finnick and gave him a hug.

"I'll see you later Finn."

"Yup! Next Saturday, same time?" Finnick asked, hugging her back.

"Perfect!" Annie said before giving Finnick a kiss on the cheek and running off, causing Finnick to blush.

"Bye Finn!" Annie call over her shoulder, waving.

"Bye Annie!" Finnick called, waving also. He then turned to face his Dad.

"Ready to go?"

His father nodded an affirmative.

The two walked in a comfortable silence before Finnick's father finally spoke.

"So, a nickname and a kiss on the cheek?"

Finnick could only groan in response at his Dad's childish behavior.