and we danced anyways [Axel]

How long had it been since I had first met Fenna, the beginning of winter at least, but it felt like I had known her for years. Before I had met her I was living on the streets, just another street urchin with a vendetta against the Capitol. Why shouldn't I feel that way, they had taken my family and life away with simply a snap of their fingers. Since that day I had lived full of hate and anger...but than I had met Fenna, and all that changed. She brought me to her house and I was accepted by her family, I was treated as a member of their family, and provided a home to live in. That was when I had decided I wanted to be with Fenna, I wanted to be with her and protect her as best as possible. She was my purpose now, I was afraid at first, to allow myself to love again, but I couldn't help myself.

I had been staying with her family, staying with Fenna, but it came at a price. Fenna and I weren't allowed to be truly serious with the relationship at the request of her father. As long as I followed his rules I was allowed to stay with her, stay with my love. That's how it had been since the winter, and I was pleased to just have her at my side, to love and to hold. When we had woken up this morning Fenna had that same excited look in her eyes that a child gets when they recieve a present. Leaning down I had kissed her and asked her what would cause her to smile in such a way, and she explained to me that as spring approached it wasn't uncommon to find a musician in the town square. She was excited to go a see them and despite how much I had changed I wasn't comfortable with being out infront of people like that. Especially since the Peacekeepers still had their little vendetta against me.

I didn't have much of a choice though when it came to things like this, I always gave Fenna what she wanted. I could tell by the way she was watching some of the couples pair up and dance to the music that she wanted to be like them, dance and be merry. If only I'd been a bit more careful in choosing a place to "hide" from her, she ran up to me and grabbed my hand pulling me into the throng of people that were dancing infront of the musician. At first my movements were awkward and pathetic, but the more Fenna danced around me the more comfortable I felt in my own skin. I began to laugh as I danced in a circle with her, her hand held tightly in my own, yet another thing proving how perfect we really were for eachother.