I Want What I Can't Have

Happy Hunger Games

That night we had our interviews. We all lined up in our ridiculous costumes. Finnick was dressed slightly better this time thank god, but Johanna still remained a tree much to her disappointment. First Gloss and Cashmere went for their interview, crying their way through it. It was tiresome, like they even had it bad! They weren't considered 'desirable', they lived in the richest district and probably volunteered to be here. Some of us had no choice.

"Finnick," Caesar said

Why was this guy still here? I'm telling you he's as ancient as Snow but just had the plastic surgery to cover it!

"I understand that you have a special message for... somebody out there, a special somebody..."

Finnick smirked his trademark smirk as he looked directly into the camera and said "my love, you have my heart, for all eternity, and if I die in that arena my last thought will be of your lips on mine."

"Well thank you," he laughed as the Capitol screamed love messages back to Finnick.

"What was that all about?" Johanna asked.

"I don't know?" I said, "was he talking to you?"

"No, he can't of been," she said, "Maybe to you?"

"Yeah right," I rolled my eyes.

"I've got to go on," Johanna murmured.

"Be a bitch," I smiled.

"I was born one," she laughed, walking on stage.

"Hello Johanna!" Caesar's voice rung out a they sat down.

"Hello Caesar," she replied.

"We've seen a lot of tears here tonight but I see none in Johanna's eyes," Caesar said.

"Johanna you are angry, tell me why?" He prompted.

"Well yes I'm angry," she chuckled, "you know I'm getting totally screwed over here. The deal was if I win the Hunger Games, I get to live the rest of my life in peace."

'Peace... definitely'

"But now you wanna kill me again," she said smiling.

'Here we go.'

Her face grew serious, "WELL FUCK THAT. AND FUCK ANYONE WHO HAD ANYTHING TO DO WITH THIS."

The Capitol's people gasped in a frenzy as Johanna was dragged of screaming insults to Snow. I couldn't help but laugh it was hilarious.

"All right, then, one woman's opinion," Caesar said.

"Actually two," I smiled, walking out.

"Isn't it the wonderful Flaire Lockshot everybody!" He laughed, "so you agree with Johanna?"

"Completely and utterly," I smiled, "these Games are stupid and in this world there is no peace."

"But President Snow has given you so much,"

"That's what they all say," I smiled.

"Right, so tell us about your love life Flaire... we all couldn't help but wonder, as a woman so desirable as yourself, what's been going on?"

"Oh Caesar," I laughed, "I am mad and in love."

"Do tell..." he said.

"I can't," I murmured.

"Does the special someone not know?"

"No.... And I don't think he ever will."

"Well thank you Flaire," he said as I was applauded and sent backstage.