**ADDIE'S POV**
The sights. The sounds. The smells. All the things that made this place unique were bombarding me the moment that Uncle Isaiah took me inside. However, nothing was as intense as when I came upon the scent of other people.
These people were familiar to me, and they were both welcomed and unwelcomed smells. It wasn't that I didn't want to see these people, but I felt a little uneasy about being near one of them. The person in particular had a history with me. A history that I wasn't too sure what I thought about.
"Addie?" I heard that familiar voice calling out to me before I saw him. He still looked the same. Still that short blue hair that looked like a clear noon sky in the middle of the summer. And those eyes, light tan with an intensely piercing glint to them.
"Hello, Finnick." I nodded at him. "How are you?"
"I..I am fine Addie. B..but what about you? What happened to your hair?" He was looking at me with a bemused expression on his face.