CATO'S P.O.V~

"Cato? You in there?" Clove yells in my ear, pushing me almost out of my seat. I yelp a little, then turn my attention to her. "C'mon Cato! We need to work on this project!" She yells, pointing to the giant model of a red blood cell.

"S-Sorry. I just kind of zoned out." I mutter, taking a swift glance back at my point of interest. Peeta Mellark sits across the science room, Katniss Everdeen practically at his hip, flirting with him like no tomorrow. For some reason it infuriates me. I mean, they were dating, but seeing my best friend with that slut... I got so pissed about it.

"Look at you, staring at Peeta again." Clove smirks at me, and I hear Glimmer make a kissing noise from behind us. I turn back to see Marvel doing all the work, her filing her nails. Marvel practically worshiped her, though she envied him too.

"What? We know you like him. I don't know why, but I know you do." Glimmer says, looking up from her practically perfect nails. I glance at Marvel who nods.

"It's true, Cato. We all can tell." He says, painting over his model.

"I already told all of you, I don't even sort of admire him. I just don't like Katniss. She's a slut." I mutter, shooting the girl a glare.

"You're a shitty liar Cato. A real shitty liar." Glimmer speaks up, drawing her attention back to her thumb nail. Clove nods. Marvel just laughs a little.

I open my mouth to yell at them, but the bell drowns me out.

I jump from my seat, heading to my locker. Clove follows behind me,tugging down the skirt of her uniform that bounces when she walks.

As I reach my locker, I catch a disgusting glimpse of Katniss all over Peeta, which makes me slam my locker closed, making the hall go silent. I stomp from the building.

"Cato, you okay?" I hear a soft, sweet voice speak up from behind me. I turn back to Peeta's amazingly beautiful blue eyes, soft and messy golden hair and pale skin that almost glows in the light of the day.

"Yeah, fine. Clove just made some stupid joke again." I mutter, running my hands through my hair. "See you and Katniss are closer than ever." I mutter angrily.

Peeta rolls his eyes, taking his spot next to me as we walk home. "Listen, I know you don't like her. But she really is great if you get to know her. She's sweet and pretty and stro-" I cut him off. I love his voice but I don't want to hear it speaking about that tramp.

"Yeah, yeah. I just don't get along with many people like that." I mutter. He shoots me a look.

"Okay. Sorry." He whispers. "So what are you doing tonight? Wanna have another study date?" He asks, that genuinely sweet smile creeping back onto his face. I love that smile so much. Why can't I have such a beautiful smile?

"Sure. Sounds great." I say. He nods and smiles.

"Cool. I'll just come over now then." He says, reaching into his backpack, pulling out a small roll.

"What are you doing? You just bring rolls around with you?" I ask, a smile tugging at my lips.

"It's for you. I know how busy you're parents are and you never get to see them any more so I brought this for your dinner. I know it's not much but... at least it's something home cooked and fresh, not all that junk." He pulls another one from his backpack and hands it to me.

"Peeta... you don't need to do this, I'm fine, really. I know how much you need this at the bakery." I say, pushing it back into his hand. His families business isn't coming in as much and it costs a lot more to buy the materials they need for his families store. Not to mention he was robbed a week ago.

"Cato, it's two rolls. It makes no difference." he says, shoving it back at me.

I sigh. "Fine, but we share. You get one, I get one." I say, handing it back and ripping off a piece of one myself. He sincerely smiles at me, then takes a bite of his.

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"No, no. See, if you add a negative to a negative it just gets deeper into the negatives." Peeta says, pointing to the problem.

"Peeta I don't get it!" I yell and fall back onto the wood floor.

He let's out a laugh. "It's not that hard. C'mon, wanna take a break?" He asks me, offering his hand to pull me up.

"Yes. Really badly." I say, grabbing his hand, him yanking me up, though I do most of the work in it.

He opens the door to the basement, and I slide down the rail past him, shooting him a weird look then stumbling and falling off at the bottom.

"Show off." He mumbles under his laughter.

I get up and tease him. "Show off? Come on! Just having some fun!" I yell, flipping the light switch on.

"Well you sure were good at that." He sarcastically laughs. I can't help but join him.

I grab the phone and dial Marvel's number, only for the phone to be grabbed away.

"You know that if you invite them over we'll never get back to the homework." He says, giving me a cold stare.

"Exactly why I planned calling." I laugh, grabbing at the phone he keeps pushing from my grasp.

"Eh eh eh! You aren't getting this phone as long as I live." He say, holding his finger out to stop me.

"Guess I'll just have to kill you then." I tease, pushing his hand out of the way, reaching for the phone.

"No." He scolds, slapping my hand.

"Ow!" I yell and grab at the phone again, only for it to be slapped away once more.

"No!" He yells again.

"Peeta, you're pissing me off." I joke, then slam him against the wall when he refuses to give me it again.

It took me a second to process that our lips were only an inch away, and we were both laughing hysterically at each other. He paused, staring at me with those innocent, baby blue eyes that just made me weak. Kiss him. Kiss him now! My thoughts kept whispering to me. I was just about to press up against him when he shamefully dropped the phone into my free hand.

"H-Here." He muttered, pushing slowly from my grip. "Katniss is expecting me. I should go..."

"Alright. Have a good time." I awkwardly mutter, watching him nod then run up the stairs.

"See you tomorrow. I love you." I mutter, and there's no way he can hear me, but I say it anyway. I slide onto the floor and curl up there, and don't leave for an hour.

PEETA'S P.O.V~

Did Cato really just do that? I knew he was about to kiss me. I knew it and I didn't even push him out of the way. In fact, I even wanted him to. I really wanted him to. What just happened though?

I knock on Katniss' door. "Hey Peeta! H-Hang on a second!" She yells from inside.

I stand there trying to sort things out. Nothing works. I still don't even get it. Cato told me he liked Clove. He knows I'm dating Katniss. I know I'm dating Katniss. Why would either of us even consider doing that with each other?

The door swings open and Katniss interrupts my thoughts with a passionate kiss.

"Hey." I mutter when she finally pulls away. She doesn't say anything, just pulls me in.

Cato doesn't escape my thoughts all night. Katniss doesn't even notice how out of it I am because she just lays there talking to me about meaningless shit. Probably Gale. I never hear enough about Gale, apparently. Gale is everything. She never shuts up about the damn guy, and she complains I talk about my friends to much.

"Peeta, you listening?" She yells angrily, kicking me in the side. I nod. "Sure, sure. Then what was I talking about?"

"Um... Er... Gale and how he takes you out hunting?" I guess. She sighs.

"You're hopeless, y'know. I was talking about your stupid friend, Cata or whatever the hell it was." She angrily says.

"Cato." I correct her. "His name is Cato. And he isn't stupid." I growl.

"Geez, okay. Well... I don't like the way he looks at you. He seems like he wants me out. Like he hates me or something." She says.

"So? What do you want me to do about it?" I ask.

"You're persuasive. Get him to like me or stop talking to the guy. I mean, you pick me over some gay friend, right?" She says, practically in my ear now.

"He's not gay." Is all I say, even though he told me he was, I know that's not what she's implying.

"Whatever Peeta! Just get him out!" She yells. "Now I gotta do my homework. You should go. Gale's coming over." She says, getting up off the couch.

"Fine, see you tomorrow. Bye." I say and kiss her on the cheek.