You don't know why you had even bothered to come to this horrible party. Who even threw parties anymore? Who really cares if its your birthday?

You roll your eyes as you stand in the house of some student from your class who had invited you (and practically everybody else in school) to their birthday party.

Standing in the corner, your attention is suddenly turned to the guy who's strolling towards you.

"Heyy, pretty." He rolls the 'r' in 'pretty', making you cringe.

"Hi." You say, simply trying to be polite. It's not long before the guy has his arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to him. Everything happens all so fast, you barely manage to open your eyes after blinking as a person shoves the guy off you.

"Don't touch them." A voice hisses. The voice belongs to Coriolanus Snow, a guy you recognize from one of your classes and a mentor for the hunger games.

"What are you, their boyfriend?" The guy mocks Coriolanus, sticking his tongue out at him.

"Yes, I am, so skitter off you animal." Coriolanus shoves the guy again, finally sending him off and walking away.

"Sorry." Coriolanus says as he turns to you.