I get out of my car and head for the front entrance. Clove and her brother Travis are heading for the door as well. "So Prim, do you like Travis?" I ask my little sister. "What? No I don't." Prim says back. "Oh I think you do!" I sing. "No I don't." she snaps.
"Oh I think you dooo." I smile. "Fine a little." Prim admits. "Clove!" I yell. Clove turns to faces me and she has a band aid under her lips. Travis turns as well and he has a band aid under his eye.
"Oh my god," I laugh, " What the hell happened to you two."
"It was a bet." Clove yelled. "That's what you said last week." I tell them.
"It was!" Travis pronounced. "Yeah sure, what was the bet?" I question. "Who could jump down the most steps." Travis explains. "Who won?" Prim laughs. "Me!" Clove and Travis yell at the same time.
"I think you both lost." I say. "Why?" Clove questions.
"Because you two keep the doctor's office in business." I tell them. "No we don't!" They both yell, "Stop coping me!" They yell at each other. Prim and I laugh at them. "Dear little Clove you will never get a boyfriend as long as you still bet your brother." I tell Clove.
"Yes I will!" Clove yells stomping her foot. "Ok Clove." I say. "Hey want me to walk you to class?" Travis asks Prim.
"Sure." Prim says. The two walk away from me and Clove. Once they're far enough we start laughing. "I think they like each other!" Clove laughs.
"You don't say." I giggle. Finch runs up to us and Finnick is hot on her heels. He then crashes into Clove. They both fall and Finnick lands on top of Clove. "Get off of me idiot!" Clove screams. "Sorry." Finnick cries. Me and Finch are laughing. "Hey Fox I bet you that Clove can't get a boyfriend by the end of this week." I whisper.
"How much?" Finch asks. "Twenty bucks." I reply.
"You're on." she says back. "Hey I heard that!" Clove whines. "You were suppose to." I laughed. Clove rolls her eyes and she dusted herself off. We walk to the door and Finnick runs off to his swim team. "When do you guys have your game against Dauntless Academy?" I ask as we walk to our lockers.
"Um this Friday." Finch answers. "Damn I hate playing them, I always break something." Clove complains. "Yeah I have pictures." Finch says pulling out her phone. I lean over and stare at the screen. "Clove in first grade with broken foot." Finch starts. The picture is of a smaller Clove with less scars. She has her arms crossed and she's laying a hospital bed. Her foot in cases in a blue cast.
"That was that Beatrice whatever her name is's fault." Clove protests. "Her in second grade with a back eye." Finch continues and slides to the next picture. Clove appears with her swollen and blue. "That Shauna girl elbowed me in the eye." Clove pressed on. "Broken wrist in third grade." Finch says.
"Actually I think that was my fault." Clove admits. Me and Finch burst out laughing. "Broken nose in fourth grade." Finch smiles. "Uh, it was the girl with the L name, wasn't she number 22?" Clove questions.
"Yeah, I think her name is Lynn." Finch answers
"Fifth and Sixth grade with a broken nose." Finch says.
"Those were your fault," Clove stated, "You kicked the soccer ball at my face."
"Ok ok, seventh grade broken rib." Finch says.
"Now how did you do that?" I question.
"Sliding across the field." Clove explains. RING! RING!
"We should get to class." I state.
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