Cato pov
I was driving towards the award show that my friend Gale invited me to. I drive up in my red Porsche, handing the keys to a staff member and walk towards where he waits for our friends. Gale Hawthorne is my best friend, famous actor, handsome and great with the ladies. I'm not so jealous, but an average guy would be. But I am so not average. I am Cato Jones, CEO of several mega corporations, more handsome then Gale, if I am humble enough to say so, I am very famous. I walk up to see him in deep conversation with his long time girlfriend, Johanna Mason. Jo is a mega big time director. She was a little cold to me, like everyone else, after the biggest mistake of my life, but she warmed up to me thanks to Gale, she's very famous. We wait for the others to arrive, and they all come in turn. Glimmer Monro, dancer on Broad Way, pretty and elegant, very famous. Marvel Formen, Doctor, brain surgeon, has his own TV show, Very famous. Clove Marley, voted into the top forty under forty, activist for anything with a worthy cause, very famous. Thresh Kenth with his little sister Rue, he's a big time foot ball player, great at basket ball, throws the best party's, he is also very famous. Rue is a fantastic dancer, she most of the time lives in Calgary, Canada, since she's in the Young Canadians and she won the singing competition there, I think it's called the Next Star, very famous. Susan Grey, or shall I say Fox Face, is a doctor, scientist and archeologist. She is said to be the next da vinci, very famous. Last but not least is Peeta Mellark, baker extraordinaire, paints to perfection, very famous and the next Picasso. We all greet eachother, and I end up giving Rue a piggy back ride so she can see her favorite music artists on her way in. they are lined up and down the room, signing autographs, getting photos. We head right in, taking our seats in the second row.
"All right, all right, lets start. The awards will be handed out through out the night, but lets get a few performances. First up, Rue Kenth singing Leave Me Alone." Caesar Flickermen's voice booms from the podium. I look to Thresh as Rue gets up from between us,
"Since when was Rue performing?" I ask, he just shrugs,
"I've got no clue."
"What a wonderful big brother you are."
"Shut up."
Rue is sitting on a stool, in her bright yellow dress in direct contrast to her dark skin. She is holding a black microphone and the track starts. One thing I love about Rue, is she never lip sinks.
I'm getting tired of you pushing me 'round Leave me alone This isn't gonna work There was the time I thought you were the one Leave me alone This isn't gonna work Don't turn around and don't look back
Dragging me down
Making a sound because you wanna
I guess that's why I like messing with you
Putting you through
A lesson or two, because I'm gonna
Before I go my own way
I just gotta say
Get out of my face
I'm tired of love
Feeling so misplaced
Time for you to go
'Cause I know I'm better off on my own, oh
Leave me alone
Don't call me on the phone
Because I'm all out of words
I'll face the unknown
Thinking about all the ways that I've grown
Oh, Leave me alone
Having some fun
Getting it done
What an illusion
'Cause you were trying to take control of me
That couldn't be, I need to be free of this confusion
Don't give me a guilt trip, because I'm so over it
Get out of my face
I'm tired of love
Feeling so misplaced
Time for you to go
'Cause I know I'm better off on my own, oh
Leave me alone
Don't call me on the phone
Because I'm all out of words
I'll face the unknown
Thinking about all the ways that I've grown
Oh, leave me alone
I see right through all your selfless acts
Oh Leave me alone This isn't gonna work If you win your love I'll feel better on my own Leave me alone
Get out of my face
I'm tired of love
Feeling so misplaced
Time for you to go
'Cause I know I'm better off on my own, oh
Leave me alone
Don't call me on the phone
Because I'm all out of words
I'll face the unknown
Thinking about all the ways that I've grown
Oh, leave me alone
She finishes, and the crowd bursts into cheers. She smiles at us and stands up, handing the mic to a stagehand. "That was wonderful Rue, so how old are you?" Caesar asks,
"I am only thirteen." She says proudly,
"Well, I have a surprise for you, number six of the top thirteen of 2012 award!" he says and everyone in our group cheers the loudest out of the huge crowd. Rue skips down the steps, towards Thresh and jumps into his awaiting arms. It was an adorable sight. When the voices die down, the next person is up. "Now, lets get Primrose Everdeen to come down here!" the most familiar blonde girl with amazing blue eyes comes up to the stage in a sky blue dress that complements her eyes walks to the stool and mic.
"Hey, I am Primrose Everdeen and this song is called Broke. It's dedicated to some one close to my heart. She wasn't in the best position, but she pulled through and helped me win the global music awards. Couldn't have done it with out her or Gale Hawthorne. Yes Gale, she and I both know you're here." I look to Gale who is on my left, to see him paler then I have ever seen. That's when Primrose starts, her voice is angelic.
Don't want your money If I am giving But if I had a dime for every single time My love is priceless If I am giving But if I had a dime for every single time You had it all But if I had a dime for every single time
No dirty promise
Don't want the memories
That echoe in my head
You left me stranded
Caught you red handed
You tore my heart out
And left me here for dead
I'm giving up
I'm empty handed
You took enough
you ever made me cry
I'd be a millionaire
But if I had a dime for every single time
I should have said 'Goodbye'
I'd be a millionaire
But I don't cause you left me broke
But I don't cause you left me broke
Can't buy my time back
So let's forget all our regrets
And keep the change
You don't define me
Only remind me
I'd rather beg than live that lie
with you again
I'm giving up
I'm empty handed
You took enough
you ever made me cry
I'd be a millionaire
But if I had a dime for every single time
I should have said 'Goodbye'
I'd be a millionaire
But I don't cause you left me broke
But I don't cause you left me broke
But all I am is not enough
So I'm taking back my heart
I'm richer without you
With nothing, nothing, nothing
you ever made me cry
I'd be a millionaire
But if I had a dime for every single time
I should have said 'Goodbye'
I'd be a millionaire
But I don't, don't
But I don't, don't
'Cause you left me broke
You know you left me broke
But I don't, don't
There are cheers as she laughs, "Thanks." She gets up and walks towards Caesars beckoning form.
"You are only twelve, and you won the global music awards competition. That is amazing Prim, do you mind if I call you Prim. Well to bad, I'm gonna call you Prim." He says before she can answer,
"Sure, Caese. Do you mind if I call you Caese. Well to bad, I'm gonna call you Caese." The audience laughs,
"Very nice, but do you know what's even nicer? The top youth artist and number five of the thirteen top artists of 2012!" she screams and everyone laughs.
"Oh, before I forget, yo, Rue my friend, would you mind punching the person to your left?" I turn to see Rue shrug and sock me in the arm. Everyone laughs even more and she walks off stage literally jumping for joy. She seems so familiar. I swear I have seen her before, hell, even known her. she knows Gale, an I know nearly everyone he knows.
The awards lag on. Turns out the top artists awards are for more then singers. It's for artists, dancers and singers. Peeta won tenth in the top thirteen, Glimmer won eighth. Then it came down to number one, and everyone held their breath. "And number one is…" Caesar lags, "KATNISS EVERDEEN!" Everyone everywhere is exploding in cheers, my friends especially, everyone except me. Walking on stage, was my worst mistake.