Finnick quickly slipped out of his gym clothes and into his school uniform, trying to avoid the other kids running around shirtless and hitting each other. You changed next to him.

Finnick was perfect. He had curly hair, and bright blue eyes, he was smart, and he had a cute little giggle. The only thing stupid about him was how oblivious he was to flirting. What happened to the stereotypical nerd crushing on a popular kid? Now there’s you, a popular kid, hopelessly crushing on a nerd.

He pushed up his glasses and looked at you, relieved. He asked, “What did you get on the science test? We had to stay up so late studying.”