Finnick Fanfic #21 I take off my pumps and make my way across the golden sand towards him, letting the warm grains run between my toes as the angry waves leap up at me. I tap him on the back. Finnick's face registers slight shock as he turns to face me. "Hey there." He is wearing a blue shirt that makes his green eyes shine even brighter than usual. I sit next to him and dip my feet in the cool sea. When I'm around Finnick, I feel relaxed but my heart races at the same time. He lies back and so do I. We sit silently staring at the pale blue sky, watching the clouds pass, the only sounds that can be heard are our slow breathing. He slowly slips his hand into mine and that's when our eyes meet. The pair of us sit up, still holding hands, eyes locked. He puts an arm around my neck and leans gradually towards me with closed eyes, our lips are about to touch... "Hweeah hweeah hweeah hweeah!" I jump out of my skin as that dreadful sound haunts me once again, we are being called to the reaping, called to our deaths. He helps me up onto my feet, grabs my hand and we both run through the district until we get to the square.