<-Annie's POV--<<
My life. It sucks. It is literally like a life out of some teen novel. I think it is. And it is extremely boring. I have been reading Harry Potter, because that is all I can do without feeling tired and sick.
Literally, it's ridikulus. People treat me differently just because of the state I'm in. It's like, I'm still Annie! I'm still the same old Annie!! And, I couldn't do Alice In Wonderland, the play I was going to be in for drama. Glimmer got Alice. I heard that it was a disaster though, because she forgot all her lines. And that the prop people messed up, so while she was in Wonderland, it looked like she was still getting there. I'm secretly a bit happy about that. But don't tell anybody.
Finnick has been by my side day and night. This whole thing started because his parents wanted him to date and eventually marry someone "better" than me. But I forgive him. He can't help what they say. And now we are together and happy. I couldn't ask for anything more. I really couldn't. Finnick is literally my life support. No, literally, I named my oxygen tank Finnick.
I pull out my diary, and start to write.
Clouds:
Well I fell down, down, down
Into this dark and lonely hole
There was no one there to care about me anymore
And I needed a way to climb and grab a hold of the edge
You were sitting there holding a rope
And we'll go up, up, up
But I'll fly a little higher
We'll go up in the clouds because the view is a little nicer
Up here my dear
It won't be long now, it won't be long now
When I get back on land
Well I'll never get my chance
Be ready to live and it'll be ripped right out of my hands
Maybe someday we'll take a little ride
We'll go up, up, up and everything will be just fine
And we'll go up, up, up
But I'll fly a little higher
We'll go up in the clouds because the view is a little nicer
Up here my dear
It won't be long now, it won't be long now
If only I had a little bit more time
If only I had a little bit more time with you
We could go up, up, up
And take that little ride
And sit there holding hands
And everything would be just right
And maybe someday I'll see you again
We'll float up in the clouds and we'll never see the end
And we'll go up, up, up
But I'll fly a little higher
We'll go up in the clouds because the view is a little nicer
Up here my dear
It won't be long now, it won't be long now
This song is literally my theme song. It was written by another kid with cancer. He passed. I hope I don't. Give me strength to press on life. Give me strength.
I shove away my diary. I roll off my bed, and roll my oxygen tank to the kitchen. All I see is all of my friends. Finnick, Katniss, Peeta, Gale, Madge, Johanna, Cato, Clove, Glimmer, Marvel, Thresh, and Foxface. They all shout "SURPRISE!" I look around and smile. I even see a cake!
"Guys! What is all this for?" I say. I'm in a state of shock and happiness.
"Well," Finnick pushes to the front, "Well, we decided to take a break from school, and go on a road trip!" I burst out into a squeal. I smile and hug everybody.
"How did you guys get permission? It's only like October!" I exclaim.
"We, we have our ways," Cato explained. I saw Clove kick him in the leg. I giggle. This is soooo surprising. Too good to be true. A road trip! "Where to?" I ask.
"California!" Katniss exclaims, jumping up and down. I smile again, then kiss Finnick. I can feel him smiling beneath the kiss.
"How could my life get any better?" I ask.
We all hugged, and ran to my living room.
"MOVIE TIME!" Gale yells. We all laugh, and start looking for movies. We all choose Land of the Lost. Johanna and Clove go get a bunch of food. We all sit, watch, eat, laugh, and be a huge group of messed up teens.
~After Movie~
"Who wants to play truth or dare???" Clove asks. Jeez, the child would be Dauntless if she had a faction. We all agree, and Gale grabs a bottle. He spins it, and it lands on Glimmer. "Truth or dare?"
"Um. Truth..?" Glimmer responds.
"Who do you like?" Gale asks, with a huge smirk on his face.
"M-Marvel.." Glimmer whispers (Pond's Note: In this book, Glimmer and Marvel are NOT related)
"Speak up!" Johanna barks.
"Marvel!" Glimmer says. She turns bright red and spins the bottle. "Katniss. Truth or dare?"
"Dare," Kat responds. Always the daredevil, that girl.
"I dare you to play 7 minute in heaven with Peeta," Glimmer tells her. Katniss blushes and grabs Peeta's hand. They go into a room. Soon enough, the 7 minutes is up. They come out, with messy hair and Peeta has a bit of lip balm marks on his face. Katniss spins, and it lands on Gale. "Truth or dare?" Katniss asks him.
"Truth," he responds. That receives a chorus of boos from all the guys. "Fine. Dare," he says.
"Kiss the girl or girls you like," Katniss dares.
Gale crawls towards Madge, kisses her, crawls towards Kat, kisses her, then starts crawling towards me. I receive a very long, awkward kiss, and it doesn't seem to be stopping. Finnick punches Gale, and he backs off. "What the hell are you kissing my girlfriend like that for??" Finnick yells.
"Finn calm down!" I say. Finnick does not calm down. He raises hell and breaks shit. That is just how Finnick Odair works. He starts punching Gale, and Gale starts swinging back. I scream, what else am I supposed to do? Go and start narrating the fight?? Cato comes and breaks it up. Marvel, Thresh, Peeta, and Cato grab Gale by his limbs and literally throw him out of the house.
We all decide to have a sleepover. Everyone changed to pajamas, and I turned on the radio.
Hey! Where's the drums?
Oh whoa-oh-oh-oh
Let's go!
Ooh girl you’re shining
Like a 5th avenue diamond
And they don’t make you like they used to
You’re never going out of style
Ooh pretty baby
This world might've gone crazy
The way you save me
Who can blame me
When I just wanna make you smile?
I wanna thrill you like Michael
I wanna kiss you like Prince
Let’s get it on like Marvin Gaye
Like Hathaway
Write a song for you like this
You’re over my head
I’m out of my mind
Thinking I was born in the wrong time
One of a kind, living in a world gone plastic
Baby you’re so classic
Baby you’re so classic
Baby you,
Baby you’re so classic
Four dozen of roses
Anything for you to notice
All the way to serenade you
Doing it Sinatra style
Ima pick you up in a Cadillac
Like a gentleman bringin' glamour back
Keep it reel to reel in the way I feel
I could walk you down the aisle
I wanna thrill you like Michael
I wanna kiss you like Prince
Let’s get it on like Marvin Gaye
Like Hathaway
Write a song for you like this
You're over my head
I’m out of my mind
Thinking I was born in the wrong time
It's love on rewind,
Everything is so throwback-ish (I kinda like it, like it)
Out of my league
Old school chic
Like a movie star
From the silver screen
You're one of a kind living in a world gone plastic
Baby you’re so classic
Baby you’re so classic
Baby you’re so classic
Baby you’re class and baby you're sick
I never met a girl like you ever til we met
A star in the 40s, centrefold in the 50s
Got me tripping out like the sixties
Hippies Queen of the discotheque
A 70s dream and an 80s best
Hepburn, Beyoncé, Marilyn, Massive
Girl you’re timeless, just so classic
You're over my head I’m out of my mind
Thinking I was born in the wrong time
It's love on rewind,
Everything is so throwback-ish (I kinda like it, like it)
Out of my league
Old school chic
Like a movie star
From the silver screen
You’re one of a kind living in a world gone plastic
Baby you’re so classic
Baby you’re so classic
Baby you’re so classic
We all listen to the radio, eat, dance, and be the normal, messed up, crazy teenagers that we are. Once we are almost about to pass out, we turn on the TV, and I fall asleep to the sound of Finnick and my little imaginary dragon's breathing.
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So sorry I haven't updated in forever. Writers block. And camp. And laziness. I'll try to write better and update more.
Oh and I do not own Clouds, not written by me. Look it up though. "Clouds Zach Sobiech." It will change your life. And I do not own Classic either. I might throw in my own song sometime though.
Kisses! Pond