I watch you go. Tears glaze my eyes and trickle down my face, stopping at my jaw- pausing and dripping into the forming puddles on the pavement below. I recall the events through little cogs in my head as the recent images flash by my eyes. Haunting me, my memory.

Your smile. Your teeth as white as the oceans foam, taking the worries away. Except this time they weren't white. But a snarling, bloody red. Black even.

Your eyes. Once a beautiful green. Now a vicious empty colour. One unexplainable. One so different than I'm used to.

"Cato stop" I choke

"What is it Kitty?"

"I- I need to talk."

"Okay?" He questions. His eyebrows knitted together in confusion

"I found something out yesterday... And it needs to be discussed"

"Katniss?" He whispers, cocking his head to the left slightly.

The tears start.

The questioning face grows.

A step is taken.

His hands take my shoulders

His thumb chases the tear off my face.

He pulls me in for hug

I push away. Wipe my nose on my sleeve. And start.

"My father, he's English as you know... He's always dreamt of going there again, starting a new life with me. His job here means he can't though. Four months ago, without my knowledge, he submitted me for a scholarship at a school out there. I just needed to tell you Cato, I got offered a place. At a boarding school there." I breathe in, rushing my last bit of information, racing the sob rising from my chest.

"I'm taking it" I whisper, barely audible

I see his face fall as he processes the information in his head. The reaction is slow for him.

He opens his mouth to speak and shuts it again. He repetitively does this.

"Katniss" He turns his head and takes a sharp breath in "This is what you want, not what your father wants isn't it?"

"It's what I want Cato" I start again "I'm sorr-" He butts in

"I don't want your pity. I see what you want. And it's not me. Well I hope you have a nice life there. Shagging the English folk." He snarls and turns away.

Walking off. Leaving me like he has done so many times before.

A powerful surge of anger wells up inside of me. He turns in a sudden movement "You're never going to find someone like me!"

I call back in pure anger "That's the point dumbass" And I break down.

"I suppose you'll want to read the letter?" My dad asks as I enter the kitchen

"Yeah, thanks" I sigh as I take a sip of the milk in my mug. I briefly read through it

Dear Mr Everdeen

We are pleased to accept Katniss Primrose Everdeen- 15- Into our school blah blah blah

We look forward to seeing you on the 15th of this Month. I glance at the calendar quickly and almost choke.

"15th? That's two days dad!" My jaw drops.

"I'm sorry Kat- I thought it would be easier to send you off quickly, so it's not so hard on you and your friends."

I try to be angry at him but I can't. The anger doesn't come. I just nod my head and bite the side of my mug with my front two teeth.

"Don't do that Kat, it ruins them" He doesn't look up from his newspaper. I stop and place my mug down.

"I'm going to have a shower then go to see Clove, Rue and that lot"

He gruffs in response "Not too late" I sort of feel sorry for him as angry as I am. He's lost everything. And now all that he has will be half way across the world in the country he so desperately wants to be in.

I slowly ascend the stairs and walk into my room, grabbing my towel and clothes. I return to the other side of the hallway and walk into the shower room. I undress and study myself in the mirror. I turn on the shower and wait, for the water to turn hot. I step in and step under the hot flow, it takes my thoughts with it and for a blissful moment all I have is silence. After I shave and wash I turn it back off, towel myself dry and change into my new clothes. Hoping Cato won't be there I slip on my shoes. And tie back my hair in a loose bun. I organise my fringe and clip it back, nod and head out the bathroom door.

"Bye dad" I call as I softly hear the door click shut. I slowly step of the front porch as I begin my short trek to Rues, I pull out my new phone and check it, I quickly reply to the messages I do have then tell Clove I'm coming over. Immediately I get a reply.

'Okay, we're all here, we were just waiting for you, don't worry moody hasn't come;) xxx'

I got a new phone when the letter arrived, coincidently. It's a new contract dad says, I have international minutes and texts which means I'll never be further than a phone call away. I suppose dad did it to reassure me. But nothing will really do that.

I get a few more messages through, one from clove and one from Marvel, I open marvels one first, as it is a rarity.

'Hi Kat, I just want to say I'm going to miss you a lot. And I mean a lot. I hope you come back for holidays and text me every day, so I know you're still on planet earth!' I smile at it. Marvel's cute, and the youngest in our group, me being in the middle at 15.

I open Glimmers and smirk at her response to me telling her about Cato's outbursts stating that I'd be shagging English folk.

I just want to thank the lord for my friends. I couldn't do it without them, as cheesy as It sounds.

Chapter 2 will be up soon, this story won't be amazing, but I'll try! J