HEY! WHATS UP? GIRAFFES! Sorry for the babble but this is my first fanfic EVER! It's only a one shot because I have no idea how to add chapters…well now I feel stupid… if anyone wants to help me out feel free to! Well…review pretty pretty please ! OH YEAH…I almost forgot! As much as I wish, the awesomely epic Hunger Games belong to the wonderful Suzanne Collins, not I

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Katniss POV

I grab Peeta's hand as we are walking out. People are cheering and I am nervous as hell. Peeta squeezes my hand reassuringly. I am getting used to this. I start smiling my biggest smiles, blowing kisses, catching roses, just trying my best to make them love me. Once it's over, I breathe a sigh of relief. It's only then that I realize that the monster from District 2 staring at me. Cato, I think his name is. He looks like he could kill me with his eyes. He is unquestionably a force to be reckoned with. He's brutal, terrifying even. But oddly enough, I'm mesmerized, intrigued, not afraid. He looks; dare I say it, attractive? His strong muscles are clearly visible through his outfit, his blonde hair perfect, and his piercing blue eyes striking. SHUT UP KATNISS! What was I thinking? He is my competition, an obstacle in getting home to Prim and Gale. But the way he's looking at me right now makes me think, feel, and want differently.

"Come on Sweetheart." Haymitch brings me out of my thoughts and leads us back to our floor. I say goodnight to everyone and go to my room. I take my makeup and outfit off, put on some pjs and get into bed. But I can't sleep. I keep thinking about Cato. I don't know how I feel about him but I need to figure it out fast. The games are in a few short days. Training's tomorrow. I try to shut my brain off and just go to sleep to no avail. So after about an hour of tossing and turning I decide to get up and roam around.

I twist and turn down the halls until I reach a flight of stairs that read: ROOF. I follow three flights of stairs and find myself on the roof. Wait. There's some one there. I walk a few feet further to try to find out who it is. At first I think its Peeta, but Peeta isn't that muscular. Then it hits me. It's Cato! I try to sneak away but when I see his piercing blue eyes I know I've been caught. I stop in my tracks, not knowing what to do.

"You can come sit down you know." That floors me. I expected him to tell me to leave or something. I reluctantly sit about a foot away from him. I don't know what to do or say now, luckily, Cato breaks the ice.

"So what are you doing up here, 12?" He asks harshly.

"I couldn't sleep what about you?"

"Ehh, I couldn't really sleep either, I guess." He replies sheepishly.

"So, uhh, are you nervous?"

"Hell no. Are you?"

"Of course I am. Everybody will be watching. I could die at any second. I don't want Prim to see that. I'm more scared for her than I am for myself. But the dying part is pretty terrifying."

"You won't die, at least not in the bloodbath. You're a force to be reckoned with, girl on fire."

"You can't promise that." I state matter-of –factly.

"Oh yes I can. I can tell by the fierceness in your eyes, you may not know it now but you'll do whatever it takes to win, to get home to your sister." I don't know why, but this makes me blush.

"Uhh, thanks. But uhh, why do you care?"

"I honestly don't know there's something special about you, Katniss." This flatters me.

"Wow, I, uhh_-" I'm cut off when Cato leans in and kisses me. It's filled with fire burning, its then that I realized I love him, and something tells me he loves me too. It breaks my heart that we have to keep it a secret.