Clove's POV

I wipe the sweat from my brow. Man, it's so hot. Only half an hour left. I thought to myself. Sitting in the back of an ambulance, I was sweeping up glass. Lots of it, four windows worth of broken glass to be precise.

It's summer and I'm working for my dad at his mechanic's workshop. Replacing glass, fitting tires and the occasional rego check. Finishing sweeping the glass, I started to get the window ready by putting soft seal around the edges. I glance at the clock, I still have to give the windshield a wash and I only had ten minutes. Quickly putting the window in and wiping the edges, I move onto the windshield. I grab the windex and a cloth and get to work.

"What's a pretty girl like you doing outside in the heat?" I look up to see an unfamiliar blonde haired guy. "Oh, and I'm Cato by the way." he says with a smirk.

"Well Cato, this girl is working and she is late so if you wouldn't mind, I'm going to get back to work." I retort while bringing my focus back to the windshield. I see Cato smile in the corner of my eye. "I'll help then, if you're in such a rush,"

God dammit, how do I get rid of him, I think

"Sorry, I don't have any other rags," I say with a shrug. Praising myself mentally for the good excuse, I continue to wash the screen.

"That's okay," Cato starts to pull of his shirt, "I can just use this!" I can't lie he had a pretty toned stomach.

"Woah, put your shirt back on. There are children around this area!" As if on cue, a little girl walks by. She sees me and makes her way over to us. I quickly shoot Cato a "put your shirt on now!" look. He does with a millisecond to spare.

"Clove! There you are! Your dad asked if you could drop me home because mum went home sick." Scarlett informs me as I pull her close for a hug, "Oh no, you're all greasy! Anyway, will you?" I watch her examine her dress with concern.

"Don't worry, Scarls. I promise I'll wash it for you. And I'll drop you home, I'm done here." I laugh as I wipe the last strip of dirt away from the screen.

"Aw, I didn't get to help!" Cato complains probably to remind me that he's here.

"Scarlett, this is Cato. And Cato this is Scarlett. Sweetie, can you run into the clinic and tell the lady that these are the keys to the ambulance and that the job is finished?" I hand her the keys and start to pack up my stuff.

"At least let me help you with this." Cato bargains and starts grabbing all my tools and setting them next to my tool box. Since he is so persistent, I give up and let him help. Scarlett waltzes over with a lollipop in her mouth.

Closing my tool box, I chuck it in the boot and grab Scarlett's booster seat. My dad is dating Scarlett's mother so I usually end up driving her home. She is so sweet and innocent. I feel bad that they lie to her but I guess it's for the best.

"Cato," I hear her say and I know what's coming next and I don't like it, "Would you like a ride home too?"

And of course he replies, "Well, it is really hot outside. So sure!"

"Fine, hop in." I say with a growl.

Cato's POV

Clove. Petite little thing. I don't know why she caught my interest but she did.

"Where do you live?" Clove mumbles. She doesn't take her eyes off the road. In fact, if I didn't know for sure that she spoke, I wouldn't even think she knew I was here.

"Old part of town, Smith Street," Technically that's a lie, I live here in New Town about a block away. Although, my grandma lives in Old Town so I'll go visit her.

"The Starboard Side Cafe is still open! Let's get ice cream, please! Pretty please Clover!" Scar;eft yells from the back seat. Clove sighs but only loud enough for me to hear.

"Yeah, Clover! Let's get ice cream!" I yell in the same excited tone as Scarlett. Clove sighs once again but pulls into the front of the cafe. As soon as we enter the cafe someone runs over to Clove and pulls her into a hug.

"Clove! How did I know you'd be here tonight! Oh hello, Scarlett. Let me guess, ice cream sundae with extra chocolate sauce? Why don't you go into the kitchen and ask Prim to make you a sundae, tell her it's on the house." after pointing to the kitchen , he introduces himself "Hi, I'm Peeta, the best thing that's ever happened to my little Clover here." he extends his arm which Cato shakes.

"Cato, the second best thing that's ever happened to Clover," Cato replies.

"Get over yourselves, I'll be at the table when you two stop trying to impress each other." Clove mumbles as she rolls her eyes and walks away. My eyes follow her and I see that Scarlett was already back at the table with a massive sundae with extra sauce, I smile at the sight.

"We aren't dating, just so you know. She's single but she has been for a long time so you know, don't expect her to jump into your lap and everything," Peeta informs me, a rush of relief flies over my head.

By the time I finish my little conversation with Peeta, Scarlett has finished her ice cream and they were walking over to us. "We're done. Let's go, thanks Peeta. I'll drop by tomorrow to do the regs on your car, 12ish?" Clove says holding Scarlett's hand..

"Great! We close at 12 for lunch break so you can do it then. Bye Scarlett!" Peeta waves as we leave.

Within minutes we are at my Grandma's house. "Bye Clover! Bye Scarlett!" I tease as I walk up the path to the front door.

I hear them drive off and I go inside. I go and lie down as I try to figure what attracts me to Clove but to no avail so I just decide to go to sleep instead.