<Foxface's POV>

"Hey Red!" Chaff shouts as he walks in the doorway and gives me a hug. We are all set for Madge's party and we were just waiting on Chaff to show up.

"Hi, I'd like you to come meet my frie- family," I greet happily while taking his handing and leading him into the living room where everyone is sitting. "Ok so I'll name everyone, Finnick, Annie, Johanna, Sam, Rue, Prim, Katniss, Peeta, Cato, Clove, Glimmer, and Marve," I sat while pointing at everyone. Chaff waves and everyone greets him back. I know what's coming when Finnick stands up. With the help of his cane, or Leo as Sam calls it and makes his way to Chaff.

"So a lot of girlfriends in your life?" Finn asks. I cringe and look to Annie for help, but she only shrugs.

"Uh, not really," Chaff answers nervously.

"Good, do you drink a lot?"

"A fair amount."

"Can't judge you on that... smoke?"

"Never."

"Good, our friends Jo has some problems with that, drugs?" Jo blushes and puts her head down. She's tried to stop smoking for awhile. Tue longest she made it was nine months. That was when she was pregnant with Sam. After that it's been on and off.

"Gag."

"College?"

"Graduated a few years ago."

"Good, now let me tell you something," Finnick starts then leans in closer to Chaff. We all know this speech. "You break her heart, harm her, or force her into anything, I will hunt you down to the end of the earth and I will personally beat you till your kissing my shoe and asking to be handed to your mama, understand?" He asks sternly.

"I hear you fine."

Finnick pats him on the back. "Good because I like you, and the tattoo on your wrist, not to mention you didn't lie about drinking since I smell it on your breath, of course you were also just drinking peach schnapps, which obviously means you don't like drinking harsh alcohol because of taste or perhaps a tough background with harsh drinkers, then again that would explain the lack of girlfriends in fear that whoever was a harsh drinker, supposedly a parent, would hurt her as well, also the way you reacted when I asked about drugs and smoking and would also explain scare on your collerbone and the fact that your nose had been broken but never properly fixed by a hospital," Finnick predicts and then pops a life saver in his mouth. I knew Finn was observant, but not that much.

"You're right, about everything, both my parents were harsh drinkers they abused me, that's what I have scars and demented bones and also why I never had girlfriends in fear they would hurt her, and you were right about the hospital never fixing my nose because my parents would tell me to suck it up, also if you couldn't see my tattoo is angel wings on fire representing that evil is masked by a simple image," Chaff explains. Finn claps his hands together as if he is congratulating himself.

"Well, god bless your soul, you should talk to Peeta about the abusing thing, but now now we have a party to go to, do Prim and Rue take care of Sam while we are gone we all love you, see ya later," and with that spontaneous speech Finn walks out the door with Leo the cane. Chaff looks at me holding in a laugh and taking in a deep breath as everyone follows Finn to the car. I playfully roll my eyes at him.

"You'll get used to it," I say while taking his hand and pulling hun outside to a surprise. Finnick has taken it upon himself to rent a limo.

<Clove's POV>

"Where exactly did you get the money?" I ask Finn.

"Cato's wallet of course," He says like I should've known. Cato takes out his wallet and find a chunk of money missing.

"Not cool," Cato complains.

"Oh stop whining you'll love this! Or at least all of you besides Kat, Glim, and Annie.

We all enter the stretched limo to find that it is indeed large and filled with bottles of alcohol. I smile and Annie glares at Finn. "Lighten up Annie," Marvel says smirking. Glimmer glares at him and NOT in a playful way. Marvel just ignored her as the driving starts the engine and Cato pops open the first bottle. Swiftly I snag the bottle from him and take a gulp after telling happily.

Finn is currently hanging the three pregnant ladies non alcoholic beers. Katniss laughs when she sees them. I put in some music from my phone and we start to sing to the lyrics of Trap Queen while we take occasional sips from our drinks. I lean over to Kat. "Sorry you can't drink."

"Oh please, I don't need to drink to be drunk," Kat says smirking. I laugh and take another swig of my drink. After a few minutes and s while lot of drunk rapping later we pull up to Madge's mansion. Her parents are rich and when she turned eighteen she inherited a ton of money. Finnick tips the driver and then we step out of the vehicle.

"God I've missed this," Jo says, taking a breath of the air that is filled with alcohol and smoke.

"What partying or the smell of smoke?" Marvel asks. Johanna glares at him.

"Look, in trying, but would any of you judge me if I smoked tonight?" Johanna asks. I roll my eyes.

"Come on," Annie sighs. A few more of us mumble.

"Try and remember that question when your six feet under ground because of lung cancer," Peeta says taking a swig of his beer lazily.

"I can't help it, I'm reckless," Johanna says smirking.

"Ya we know, now let's go," Cato says and takes my arm. Foxface stays close to Chaff so he isn't left in a pool of strangers. We walk in the party and I'm hit with blaring music and dancing people. I tell happily then kiss Cato passionately. He smiles through the kiss and I can feel it. This only makes me smile too.

Madge approaches us. "There you guys are! Welcome to relief! Have fun and there are rooms upstairs, just so ya know, alright have fun bitches!" Madge yells. I scream once again.

"Damn you gotta set of pipes," Cato says laughing. I giggle and then I pull him into the dancing crowd. Suddenly my hair falls out of its bun and it hangs over my shoulder in waves. Cato runs his hands through it as I rub up against him gently. My arms wrap around his back and I begin to lean back then come back up so our lips join together. We pull away slowly, but remain close enough to the point where I still see the sweat dripping off his brow.

"Alright everybody! It's time for some games!" Madge talks as she stands on a table to be taller even though her extreme heels already give her an extra six inches. The DJ turns down the music to a softer hum so Madge doesn't have to yell. "Alright, you all see that closet," Madge says pointing to a random wooden door, "that's where our couples will be playing seven minutes in heaven, so whoever catches the two shot glasses has to go in the closet," Madge says smirking. We yell in response. "Ready? Catch!" She throws two shot glasses. To my misfortune Cato catches one and so do I. People push the both of us into the closet and lock the door.

We stand there awkwardly. I stare at his glowing eyes and he looks right back at me. "Well this is sufficiently weird," I say in a hush. Cato's hand traces my jaw lightly with his finger.

"It doesn't have to be," he whispers seductively. He moves closer to me and my back hits the wall behind me. Cato's lips reach mine and we kiss softly in sync as my hands run up the small of his back. The kiss induced by the alcohol or maybe just the mere environment of reckless young blood and spirit.

I feel his soft hands hold my face tilted up to him. They move to my upper leg and he swiftly lifts me up to his height. His touch sends chills all over my skin. My head tilts up as he begins to trail his lips down my neck. He leaves tiny purple bruises on my pale skin and tiny sounds emerge from my mouth. Blood rushes to my cheeks and I have to remind myself, it's only Cato.

My hands run through his short blonde hair and get slightly tangled. Ours eyes remain closed the whole time. We manage to slip off his sweat soaked shirt and it falls to the ground lamely.

As we kiss a little harder my legs wrap around his waist. He pulls down the straps of my dress and pulls the top down to my hips. I stop him from pulling off my bra. "There are people outside the door and if they open it well," I trail off. Cato nods and we go back to kissing.

His body grinds slightly against mine and I cling to his bare back. I'm sure that my nails probably leaves marks in his back, but he doesn't pull away so I don't stop. Cato would always tell me if I was hurting him.

The door swings open and before anyone can see anything Cato hikes my dress back up. We are met with loud cheers and blinding lights. I laugh and cling to Cato's side as we walk out and the next couple is selected.

<Johanna's POV>

I linger on the back porch where it's dark and the only light comes from the embers on my cigarette. The smoke lingers in swirls around me and I breath it all in. It's honestly the only time when I think clearly. Smoking for me is like therapy, and I know it's bad, but only God can truly judge me now. As I take a drag I hear someone behind me. Quickly I turn around and I am met with the face of stranger. "Hey," the guy says. "I'm Nate Hills."

"I don't think I asked what your name is," I say blowing smoke in his face.

"Well I guess I'm just being polite," Nate says while laughing a little, "I don't think I caught your name."

My eyes roll visibly. "I don't remember dropping it." Nate sighs snd smirks a little. I take a drag. "What are you smirking about numbskull? I just rejected you," I say annoyed.

"You just really are mean," he states.

"Who says?"

"Everyone," he says innocently. I blow smoke in his face a second time.

"Well your resources are wrong, I'm not mean, I just don't give a shit about people's judgment and assumptions towards me," I explain with my annoyance clearly represented. Nate puts up his hands in defense.

"I think I see that about you, I also see that you are very gorgeous," he says looking up and down me.

"Oh I'm sorry, were you talking to someone behind me?" I ask sarcastically.

"No I really think you are very bi- beautiful," he stutters with his eyes stuck to a spot just below my neck.

"My eyes are up here, and what were you saying... you think I'm really big..." I trail off knowingly. I smash the tip of my cigarette on the railing of the porch. "Well if you think they are so big go ahead and come at me," I say plainly. He looks at me confused.

"Really?"

"Really Dreamy," I say with a mock smirk. Nate practically jumps on me and pushes me against the railing. He grasps my chest hard and smashes his lips with mine. I kick him in between the legs and punch him in the face as planned. He falls to the ground holding where I kicked. I strut away casually and say behind me, "next time don't be such a hormonal teenager."

"Bitch." I smirk at his insult and walk back inside to the party. My feet carry me to the stairs and I spot all my friends spread out around the main rooms. Cato and Clove being all sexual. Finally.

Peeta and Katniss staying semi- sober. Typical.

Finnick practically passed out with an empty bottle. Predictable.

Annie looking down at him disapprovingly. Understandable.

Glimmer dancing for Marvel. Awkward.

Foxface and Chaff talking and laughing. Cute and different.

Then there's me. The lame one staying pretty damn sober just watching from the stairs that lead to the rooms that everyone is having sex in. That's disgusting.

A/N Johanna is queen this chapter. I fucking love her so much. Stay tuned