*Disclaimer! I do not own the Hunger Games!*
Song: I feel like Dancin'
Artist: All Time Low
POV: Cato
The other careers are sleeping, so it is just me and Clove awake. I'm looking into the fire and notice won't stop staring at me.
"What?" I ask irritated.
She giggles and say flirtily, " Let's run away!"
I'm confused. "What?"
"Let's ditch the other careers. I want it to be just me and you." She wink at me. Okay, I am officially creeped out!
"And why is that?"
"You kinda look like a guy I used to date. He was super hot." She moves closer to me and is almost in my lap. Now i know she is just playing for the cameras and the capitol. Wants to be like district 12. Well how's that working for them? One of them has to die! And Clove is kind of creepy anyways.
Now she is whispering in my ear. She is way to close, I swear her toung just touched my ear! "I feel like dancing Cato! Lets dance!" She jumps up and starts laughing. She puts out her hands and tries to pull me up with her.
I stand up. "Well, I feel like killing!" I pull my knife out of my back pocket and put it to her throat. "I've killed before! I don't care that you're a career, I will do it again! Sit down!"
Her eyes widen and she sits down. She doesn't say another word all night. I smile. I knew it would work.
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