in my home at the training center, i rolled onto my side. "Repaing Day! Up Up Up! Clove, up in 3 or 20 laps. one, two, thr-"
"I'm up, okay!" can't i catch a break around here? As we begin our daily warm-up, 10 laps around the building, 30 situps, and rock wall climbing, i catch Cato's eyes. He gives a little sigh, then slows his pace to be in step with mine.
"What's up Darlin'," he says in his not-even-close-to-southern accent.
"Please don't gie me thie How are you Darlin' crap this morning. Had a long night, and a long day to come, too"
"Darlin' don't be afraid today. You get picked some other idiot will volunteer for you."
"Why are they an idiot?"
"Because nobody can kill me!" he jokes, flexing his muscles.
I hit him in the arm, kinda hard, and tell him to knock it off. don't need any more worries. my boyfriend was already going to battle to the death today, i didn't need any help being worried about it.
Cato slid me a paper with songs written on it. He always does this, makes me playists before he does something that potentially endangeres his life.
"My new playlist?" i question.
"No, actually, i already put it on there last night while you were slepping. Nice pajamas by the way." he gives me an evil smirk and i jog with him dumbfounded before i figure out what he means.
"You were in my room while I was sleeping?!"
"Hey, it was for a good purpose. now, back to our conversation"
"Clove, Cato, SEPERATE NOW!" we hear the instructor yell
"To heck with that" i hear Cato mutter under his breath.
"See ya later Clover." he whispers and blows me a kiss. This makes me blush and trip, hitting the person in front of me in the back. time down on the ground means more laps around, as the instructor says.
after we finish our warmups, i meet Cato in the hall outside my closet- oh whoops, i meant my barbie doll sized room big enough for a bed and one rack of clothing.
"See ya in 15,Clover." he says and gives me a peck on the cheek before heading back to the boys' dorm. i run to the showers t get there while there is still hot water. Public showers means that if you're the last one there, you're taking a cold shower.
I dry my self off and throw on my reaping outfit: a red fitted top, white skirt with red trim, red heels, and what would be my token if i got reaped, a small white pin shaped like a lotus flower thaat Cato bought me last Christmas. And by bought i mean stole from the shed where they keep all of our valuables, but the instructors know we steal from it and don't seem to mind. As long as they don't find the objects, they can say it was an unidentified citizen.
Of course, what we can grab depends on which gaurd is on duty. Old Craig, bless his heart, was forced into work as a Peacekeeper and therefore lets us get away with more belongings. But if Georgia, the only female guard, catches you with anything larger than a small pair of earrings, she will call in the superviser, instructor, or someone higher up the authority ladder and it's extra lapsfor the next two weeks. None of us really seem to mind, though, because we want the belongings badly to give as gifts to our relationship partners.
As i meet Cato outside m door, i hold on thightly to his hand, he is preparing to leave for the final time and i am waiting for the moment when he realizes i was never intending to come back alone.
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