Hey guys! Previously, I wrote this story, but due to grammar errors, I took it down. But now, about a month later, I'm retyping it. So enjoy, and don't hate! Oh, and I don't own anything.
GLIMMER'S P.O.V.
"Get up, get UP!"
That's the pleasant greeting I get this morning. "Shut up Scarlet!" I yell at my twin sister.
I honestly don't know how we are considered RELATED, let alone twins. With her bright red hair, and pale skin, and a fox-shaped face, against my tan skin and long blonde hair, the only thing we have in common are our emerald eyes. I take after our parents Cashmere and Gloss. She takes after our grandfathers dead uncle.
"Glimmer, its the first day of school!" She SQUEALS. Sometimes I don't understand her. She loves school.
"Okay, I'm coming."
"Good!" We're going to be late."
I groggily crawl out of bed, and look in the mirror. "OH MY GOD. DOES SLEEP HATE ME TODAY?" I look like the before on a hair commercial. That's something I've never wanted to look like.
"FOXY HELP!" I scream.
"What did I tell you?" She walks in and smirks at my terror.
"Nothing! You told me nothing." I start panicking. "Just fix my hair, please?"
She sighs, and walks over. "Braids or bun?"
"Braids."
(A few minutes later...)
"OMG, thank you soooo much!"
"It's fine. I suggest you get ready though..." she walks away.
I walk over to my closet, and dig around until I find what I was looking for. A bright blue tank top, with silver rhinestones bordering the sleeves, and black skinny jeans. I walk downstairs, grab a pop tart, and while it's toasting, I grab my phone and text Cashmere. She wanted to be here for the first day, but she had to leave early for work. She works as a radio host on PANEM MORNING SHOW. My pop tart is done, so I take it out, and put on a black motorcycle style jacket, a white scarf, my signature pink converse high tops, and start walking to Marvel's.
His car is sitting in the driveway, stupid Marvel. He left the convertible topless. I climb over the door, and crouch down under the seats. I see him coming out, and stifle a giggle. He opens his door, and-
"RAWR!" I jump up and scream at him. He jumps back, and I sit there laughing my face off. I take out my phone, snap a picture, and send it to Clove, Scarlet, Cato, and Marvel.
"OH MY GOD GLIM. YOU. ARE. DEAD." He attempts to say between gasps. "Just get up to the front so we can leave."
"Kay." I jump over the door, with a disapproving glare from Marvel, and open the passenger side. "Let's go."
(Later...)
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Clove walks up behind us.
Marvel sighs, and turns around. "With whom may I have the pleasure of speaking." He says sarcastically.
"That was amazing Glim." She says, completely ignoring him. "What did you do, hide in his car?"
"Yes," I answer, "That's exactly what I did."
"Changing the subject here, what classes do you guys have again?" Marvel attempts to change the subject.
"Math, with Mrs. Trink-something." I attempt to pronounce her name.
"OMG SAME!" Clove seems overly excited for some reason. When I tell her this, she just laughs awkwardly and tells us to hurry and get to class. She hurries over to her locker, and I turn to Marvel.
"She's acting strange," I say.
"Well that's shocking! Considering she's always acting strange..." Marvel sounds like an idiot.
"Did you not just realize how strange she was acting?"
?No, nothing different."
"Grr, you're an idiot. Whatever, you have math too, right?"
"Yep! And Hey!" We walk to Clove's locker, and continue to class. Since this is our freshman year, we need to ask someone where to go. We walk up to a very pristine looking woman, white blonde wig with pink highlights, it's all curled to the top of her head. She's also wearing a dark magenta dress, with matching ten inch heels. I turn towards her, and ask
"Where is Mrs. Trinkets class?"
She turns around and smiles. Did I mention her bright pink lipstick? "I am Mrs. Trinket, dears. Come inside. What are your names?"
She seems nice enough. "I'm Glimmer, this is Marvel," I gesture to Marvel, "And-"
"I'M CLOVE." Clove interrupts.
"Alright, then." She says nothing about Clove. "Go sit down."
Clove, Marvel, and I walk into the classroom and Clove immediately freezes. "What, Clove?" Then I see her looking at Cato, which is slightly strange seeing as he's one of our best friends. "Are you staring at Cato?!"
"Shhhhh!" Clove is DEFINETLY staring at Cato.
"Do you like him?"
"Well, slightly, but you can't tell anyone or else bad things will happen to you."
"OMGOMGOMGOMG! This is amazing!" I squeal. But then my day is ruined when I hear, from a distance,
"I'm Katniss Everdeen, and this is my best friend in the entire world, Johanna Mason!"
"Clove!" It's Firebomb and Axes!"
"She stops staring at Cato and groans. "We have to start every single day with THEM?"
"I know right?! It's like so totes obnox! Lol! Cuz they're soooo totes unswagalicious!" Cato fails to talk like a normal human being.
"OH EM GEIZIES!' Marvel walks over. "Isn't that so totes right BFF's?"
"Shut up guys, it's unhilar." Katniss and Johanna walk in.
"Hey, Johanna!" Katniss yells at her 'Best Friend In the Entire World' "It's Shimmer, Glove, and their two hot best friends!"
Cato turns around. "Did Firebomb just call me hot? Cause' she's right! It's completely messed up, but she's right!" Clove scoffs at this.
"Firebomb! Axes!" Mrs. Trinket walks in. "I disli-HOW WAS YOUR SUMMER BEST FRIENDS?!" Clove cringes and runs over to hug Johanna. I send a glare at firebomb, and we run over and hug each other. I growl in her ear.
"Ladies, ladies!" Ms. Trinket trills. "I know you've missed eachother, but you have study hall and lunch to catch up. Please sit down." Thank the gods. Clove, Katniss, Johanna and I all go to our respected seats, Clove sitting next to me, Katniss and Johanna sitting across the isle, and Cato and Marvel sitting behind us. "Now, we will begin our year with calculus!" We all groan. "Excited, I see? Anyway, let's begin!"
I feel a tap from behind.
(Glimmer, Cato)
Can you do me a favor?
Uh, sure? What is it?
I need you to find out who Clove likes.
I already know that. But she calmly threatened my life if I told anyone. Why, though?
Well...I like her.
GASP! Who already figured out that it was Glarvel/Clato? As the sucky summary says, I like Johanna, Katniss just needs a partner in crime. But yeah! Tell me if you want me to continue or not...
PEACE! ~Powerofaphrodite