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CATO'S CONFESSION!
One night, in the arena, Cato was sitting alone with Peeta. "Hey, blondie," he said. "What's Katniss like?"
Peeta gazed at him supsiciously. "Why do you care?"
"I want to make a confession. I like her, a lot. And I want to win, but I don't want her hurt. She's beautiful, powerful, and the greatest girl ever."
"Why are you telling me this?!"
Cato opened his eyes. "On the chance I don't survive and you do, I want you to care of her, but be warned, if I get the chance, I'll kill you for her."
Peeta stared silently and fearfully, then turned away to think. Cato? he thought, in love with Katniss? She is wonderful. I can't let him have her!
As Peeta planned how he was going to get back to her, Cato stood, his sword in hand. "I choose now to get you out of the picture!" He let the sword swing. Peeta cried out and dodged, the sword slicing deeply into his leg. He quickly stood and managed to limp away. Cato atched him. "Hmph." He sheathed his sword. "He'll die soon." He plopped on his back staring at the stars. Katniss, one day you will be mine!
Sorry, it's short, but I hope you liked it!