It's Hard To Pretend

You Love

Some One When You Don't,

But It's harder to pretend

That You Don't Love some One

When You do…

I could hear her behind me; I'd never noticed her before. She was a year younger than me. One knife after another, they sliced through the air with incredible precision. I continued to train with one of my favorite swords, but it was killing me.

I focused even harder, tried to pretend the dummy was my stupid older brother. I was fourteen and he was sixteen, also the biggest Idiot ever. My brother Ari, Well Ari is the only thing more disgusting then the capitol.

She must have noticed that I'd been watching her, because as soon as I had stopped looking at her it happened. I was about to let my sword fly when one of her knives came flying to my sword hitting it just right it sent it flying. It hit the ground with a loud clanking noise.

I was shocked out of my mind. I stood there staring at my sword on the ground for a couple of seconds; it had to be at least a yard away from me now. I could hear her laughing behind me. This was humiliating, just plain embarrassing. I turned around, still with the shocked expression on my face. She almost fell to the floor laughing. She laughed so hard I thought she might explode. Evil, Little Twerp! Evil, pretty, little twerp.

Of course I couldn't let her just laugh at me like that. I was going to fix this.

"Oh yeah? You think that's Funny?" I taunted. She only nodded and continued laugh at me. "Well I you're so good, Prove it! I'm challenging you."

"Alright, but, I would have killed you already." She said and started laughing again

OK! THAT'S ENOUGH! I couldn't take it anymore. I charged at her, but she dodged me. Her face was fierce and full of pride. A wide smirk spread across her face. But I knew what I was going to do, and she wouldn't be able to avoid me for long. I finally was able to catch her, I pinned her against the wall, so we were face to face. Her emerald green eyes starred me down. She gritted her teeth and kicked at my knees, trying to force her way out of my grasp. Her eyes stared into mine, as if she was trying to control my thoughts.

"Forget It" I said starring back at her, "You're stuck here as long as I want you to be."

She stopped gritting her teeth at me and began to laugh, "Sure, Your right" She said, that was fast, she couldn't possibly give up that fast, "but, I would have killed you already." She wasn't going to let me forget that was she?

"Sure you would have, what's your name any way?" I said, and then tried to loosen my grasp on her. I didn't intend to hurt her, and I didn't want her to be afraid of me. I realized just how small she was, or just how tall I was.

"Clove." She replied. Clove was very pretty, but in a different way. She was different and I liked her. I tried to be as gentle as possible when I set her down, which was my own way of saying 'don't worry I can be gentle when I want to' because I didn't want to intimidate her.

"Well Little clover, I'm Cato."