HOLA MY PEEPS! HAHA THIS IS MY 1ST EVER MODERN DAY, SO THINGS ARE GONNA BE OOC, CUZ CATO AND CLOVE CAN'T BE HOMICIDAL. ENJOY!

Disclaimer: If I owned the Hunger Games, Katniss would have shot Peeta when he told her to.

As I look out the window of the airplane, just now taking off, I hope that things will go well this time. After a prank that got me expelled from my old high school, I really just want to try again. And not get kicked out of the house.

*Flashback*

I sit in the office, waiting for my dad to show up. I am actually scared this time though; I pulled the biggest prank ever, and I really don't want to get expelled this time around. Plus, my dad also happens to be a strict father.

He used to never be that way. He was always a great father, easy-going, la la la, blah blah blah. Then my mom got cancer and died. He was never the same after that.

But that's not important. My academics could be ruined if I get kicked out. Again. I had deliberately spray-painted the boy's locker room in hot pink, knowing they would hate it. I could have gone without writing my name on the wall, though. Then maybe I would be out of this situation.

"Clove Bennett," I look up, and see the principal waiting for me. "In my office, now. Your father is waiting for you." She says this in a cold voice that makes my spine shiver. "Yes, ma'am." I reply as politely and not-scared-at-all as I can, not to show fear.

I walk in, and my father is sitting there, looking neutral and calm. But I know that on the inside, he could strangle an elephant with his bare hands.

The principal takes a seat, and begins talking. "This is grounds for expulsion," she pauses, and lets it sink in. "Why, Clove, why? Spray painting the locker room is vandalism, and it goes on your permanent record. I know that you love a good joke, but this? I'm sorry Clove, but you are expelled. We can't possibly take any more of this nonsense at our school."

"Excuse me, but isn't expulsion a bit harsh?" My dad butts in. Go dad.

"She deserves it this time."

"Can't I try to talk some sense into her? I know that she didn't mean it."

"Rules are rules, Dr. Bennett. I'm sure you understand."

"My daughter has been kicked out of every school in this area. We will have to move to find a school that will accept her because she wasn't ever kicked out."

"Then move. I'm sorry, Dr. Bennett. Clove is no longer a student at this school anymore."

"Fine then. I'm sure any other school will be better than this establishment you are forced to call a school."

HE grabbed my arm and we walked out. He didn't say a word the whole ride home. I tried, but he didn't want anything to do with me. When we reached home, he sat me down at the dining room table. "Clove, I know you heard me in that meeting. We have to move in order to send you to a proper school."

"But dad-"

"No Clove. Not this time. Luckily, I was in touch with your Aunt Catherine. She has offered to take you in. You will be sent of to California to live with her, Katniss, and Primrose. No excuses this time."

"Dad, I have friends here. I have friends that will miss me. I can't just tell them that I'm moving to Cali."

"Well you have to. Pack your belongings. You're leaving in three days."

"You're just going to kick your own daughter out of the house?"

"Pretty much."

"What about Annabelle?" I would die for my little sister. '

"She will be staying here with me."

"But dad-"

"No Clove. You are leaving in three days."

*Flashback Over*

That was three days ago. Now, I am on a plane to LA to meet my cousin Katniss at the airport. A long, two-hour plane trip to hell. I know that my dad won't miss me. He says I'm too much like mom, and me reminding him of her causes him pain.

I take a nap, and before you know it, I am in the warm California.

"Attention all passengers. We have just landed in California. Please grab your carry-on's and wait for further instructions."

I brought two carry-ons, one for the trip, which included my phone and iPod, and the other containing my most valuable, such as pictures of Annabelle.

We are finally instructed to get the hell off, so I hurry as quick as I can to get my bags and meet Katniss.

"Clove!" I look for the owner of the voice, and I found it. "Hey Kat!" I walk over to her and give her a hug. He gives me one back.

"So how are you? Prim can't wait to see you," She says, "Well anyways, welcome to California! Grab your bags and we'll get going! Airport traffic is legendary." She begins to walk towards baggage claim C. She whips around, tucking her outgrown black bangs out of her face. She must have realized that I wasn't following. "Well, ya comin'? I was thinking we could get some burgers. You have to be hungry."

"Comin, Kat!"

I think to myself before following.

Welcome to your new life, Clove.

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