I was wondering, baby
Would I make you my baby
If we did the unthinkable
"Unthinkable" -Alicia Keys
Clove's POV~
My phone went off as I reached over to see who's calling. Glimmer. I mentally groaned and answered.
"What do you want?" I asked annoyed.
"Come over, like now!" shrilled Glimmer.
"Ugh, fine, be there in 15," I replied as I ung up.
I dressed into a light gray cardigan, skinny jeans, and knee high boots. I grabbed a bagel and ran out the door, holding my keys with my teeth. I got in my white Mercedes and drove to Glimmer's house, only two streets away. I rolled my eyes as I see Glimmer's pink Bentley parked in front of the Montece's mansion. I pulled over and swiftly knocked twice. Glimmer yanked open the door, dressed in her fluffy robe, and dragged me inside, forgetting to close the door.
"Glimmer," I said, stifling a laugh.
"What?" she asked, clueless.
I pointed to the door and she slapped a hand to her forehead, before closing the door. We went up to her room, which is as sparkly as her name itself.
"Alright. I wanted to tell you that Cato is being stubborn with me! He refuses to sleep with me! He never has, but still! We've been dating for almost three years!" She shrieked. I internally rolled my eyes.
"You mean to tell me that you made me abandon my beauty sleep, just so you could tell me your boyfriend doesn't want to have sex with you? Really?"
"So? Frankly, you should be supporting my argument! Three years is a long time," Glimmer pointed out. She is such a slut sometimes, even though I love her to death.
"Look, it's not my fault Cato doesn't want to jump into your pants," I said carelessly. She leaned her head back in frustration.
"Whatever. But you're spending the night."
Around 1:30, Glimmer shrieked, "We have to go shopping for the first day of school, which is, uh, tomorrow!"
Oh, right, senior year. She dragged me to her car, and drove to Colette, one of the 'trendy' stores in town. We walked inside and the smell of vanilla enveloped us. She shifted through the racks a bit before tossing a white button-up shirt and a burgundy skirt to me. To top it off, she also threw matching stilettos, which made a very unpleasant impact with my face.
"You are getting that outfit, no matter what," Glimmer stated, pulling out a shimmery gold crop top for herself.
"It's perfect!" She giggled at her own discovery. I snort unattractively.
We bought the clothes and walked out, returning to her blindingly pink Bentley and heading home. We spent the rest of the night gossiping about how Delly Cartwright's hips were too big, and whether or not Finch Harolsen's hair color was artificial.
At School:
Our group met up, which consists of Glimmer, Cato, Marvel, and I. We walked in the polished doors of Panem Academy. Glimmer wrapped her arms around Cato and shoved him into a locker, attaching her face to his. I'm used to it, but I can't help but roll my eyes and throw up a little in my mouth. We look at our schedules, and see we have at least 3 classes all together. The first bell rings. After Homeroom, we all walk to our first class, English. Ms. Trinket, the teacher, was absolutely ridiculous. She was adorn in an electric blue suit, and her hair was so blonde, I had to blink several times to adjust my vision. She spoke in a shrill voice, which was high enough to compete with Glimmer's loudest squeal. I pulled out my phone and began texting the others. The bell rung and we moved onto our next class, Chemistry. It was taught by a freak named Mr. Beetee.
The clock dragged on, and out of the corner of my eye, I see Cato asleep. Subconsciously, I took the time to study his appearance. He had spiky blonde hair that looked like molten gold when the sun shined on it. My eyes moved to his facial structure, that was chiseled and tanned to the equivalent of a god. Beneath his closed eyelids, I could easily conjure the image of his ice-blue eyes, with the dark blue rims and frosty center. My concentration, however, was abruptly interrupted by the bell, signaling the end of class.
Our next class was Gym, taught by Coach Brutus. However, I noticed on our way to the locker rooms, Cato made a left to enter the men's lockers room. Glimmer followed suit, only to be told to sit down by the blonde boy himself. I smirked inwardly.
I heard her whisper in his ear, "I was hoping we could have some fun, you know, babe."
But he shoved her down and walked off. And that's when Glimmer got an idea.
And I knew it wasn't going to be a good one.
End of chapter! Now, my apologies for the short chapter, but I promise they will be much longer! R&R
Love,
ClaireEatsCookies
