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I hear the beeping of my phone, signaling to me that it was time for me to get up out of bed. I smile to myself and quickly turn off my alarm so I don't wake Rue up. I slip out of my bunk bed and land on my feet silently. I slide on my moccasins so I have a light foot tread. I decide it would be easier for me to sneak out of the building if I go through the window. I look over my shoulder after I open up the window and look at my best friend. I sigh and see that she is fast asleep, and I feel guilty for a second. I should have told her, but it was too late now.
"Psst!" I hear from outside the window. I look outside to be met with the face of Cato, who is smiling like a dork at me. I grin.
"Hey!" I whisper.
"You sure you can crawl out that window blondie?" he says smugly. I cock my head to the side and smirk to myself. I stand back and lift one leg out of the window, and when that one is out, I turn around so my back is facing him. I then proceed to fall down the side of the building, doing the right splits all the way down. I land with my left foot on the ground, and bring both my feet to the ground. I turn around and smile smugly at his surprised face.
"Bendy." he says.
"Well yeah, you kind of have to be in order to get into Juilliard." I say.
"Dancer huh?" he asks me.
"Well yeah." I say.
"Funny, I pictured you as more of a singer." he says.
"I only sing around Rue." I say.
"Rue… your friend?" he asks again.
"Yeah she's practically my sister. It's almost like we're the same person." I say looking down at my hands which are fidgeting with the pockets on my jeans that I slipped on.
"Come on, lets go before someone catches us." he says, pulling my arm with him.
"Where are we going?" I asked him.
"I have a place where I don't think anyone will find us." he says with a small smile.
We walked side by side for a while, I felt myself growing more and more anxious with every step. He finally broke the silence.
"Primrose." he says. Oh god, when he says my name.
"Yes?" I ask him quietly.
"What are you really doing here with me? You and I both know that 'because you intrigue me' is a shit answer." he says. I feel myself look down, I did know it was a shit answer.
"Well I could ask the same of you. I mean why are you, Cato Hadley, walking down a street with a random New York girl that you just met ten hours ago? I mean what would a big time rockstar want with me?" I asked him. The words that came out of my mouth made me feel upset just hearing myself say them, in part because I knew they were true.
"Well you obviously don't know me then." he says laughing.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"Have you ever read an article on our band and our personalities?" he asks me smiling. I feel myself turn red with guilt.
"No, but Rue always talks about them and reads every single one." I say trying to help hide the fact that I really haven't learned anything about them.
"Well if you wouldn't mind I brought one for you to read." he smiles and then pulls out a folded up magazine from his back pocket and hands it to me. I look at it in shock.
"How did you know I hadn't read one of these?" I asked him.
"I didn't." he said, then he laughed at his own joke. I shook my head and opened up the magazine.
"New hot band Summer Resistance has given us an exclusive interview, telling us all their secrets and what really drives them!" I read off the magazine.
"Don't just read mine, you might as well read the other guys' as well." he says. "Oh but first here we are." he says pulling my arm with him. I look up from the magazine to find a pretty little park with a lake and a small playground and many picnic tables. He sits down on one of the park benches and I sit across from him.
"Finnick Odair, brand new heartthrob of every girl, teen, and woman in the country. But what really drives this hottie is his music. 'I love a girl who can sing or play an instrument. I love music and it's my life, and I feel that it should be a part of my love life as well.' he states." I finish reading off part of Finnicks interview, and look up at Cato. "Really? The only thing Finnick looks for in a girl is if she's musical?" I ask him unsure of how serious this is. Cato nods his head.
"Yeah Finn doesn't do anything unless he thinks it could be helpful to the band or his own career.". I ponder this for a second.
"So he won't date anyone unless they'll help his music career?" I ask confused.
"Well not exactly. See if the person will push him to do better or inspire him then yeah thats exactly the girl for Finnick. That and if they have nice… you know." he says smiling slightly. I then come to a sudden realization.
"Then why did Finn ask me to the gathering with him. I couldn't be beneficial to him." I say doubtfully. Cato laughs.
"That was more for the better of the band." he says looking down at his hands. I feel awfully curious about what he means but I don't push him.
"Marvel Cassidy, rockin bassist and no doubt a hunk, cares about what we ask? 'I care about friends and family.' he states. When we ask about who he'd consider dating he said 'Someone with a heart, who loves to party, but wants to wake up by me the morning after.'" I aww at this "Is that true?" I ask again, just to be sure. I mean you never know what these magazines put out there is true or coded. Cato laughs.
"Yeah that little Pansy. He's all about partying hardcore, but he just can't do it around girls. He's such a little pup when he finds a girl he's into." he says shaking his head. I aww again, Marvel seems like a sweetheart. I take in a deep breath and flip another page to see that it's Thresh's interview.
"Thresh Hood sounds like a tough guy name, but how tough is this keyboardist? 'I dont like to think of myself as a tough guy, I prefer to just stay home and play my piano.' was all he said." I look up and give Cato a questioning look.
"What? That's Thresh for you. He's always been shy, and only shows his true self around us. I mean occasionally he lets loose at a party but not often." he says seriously and nodding again. I accept this and slowly turn the next page knowing this would be all about Cato.
"Star Cato Hadley. New lead singer and guitar player has already stolen the hearts of several girls, but which girl will be soon to steal his heart we ask? 'I don't know what the perfect girl for me would be, but I'll give it a shot here. Lets see, I like short girls and blue eyes. Hmm I like a girl who has a diversity and will try new things with me. It's not a bad thing if she likes what I do, and it wouldn't hurt if she actually got to know the real me. I'm not into those fake girls.' our sweetheart stealer says." I say softly. I close the magazine and look up at him. We stare at eachother for a long time.
"So now you think you know a bit more about me?" he says taking the magazine.
"I guess." I say.
"You guess?" he says looking at me.
"Well thats basic knowledge, anyone can know that. So I guess I know you the same as every other girl." I slip out. I quickly regret saying this and look down. Cato doesn't say anything for a long time. He just stares at me for a very very long time.
"You're right." he says. I look up in surprise. "How about this, everytime I see you I'll tell you something about myself. And then in exchange you can tell me something about yourself." he says. I nod my head.
"Okay, so we'll start this tomorrow?" he says looking at me seriously.
"Yeah, let's do it." I smile.
"Okay, so you going to enter the weekly singing performance?" he asks me. Every week at the camp theres a performance at the end of the week for the vocalists to show off their stuff.
"I don't know. I'd need Rue to be there with me, and I honestly don't know how she's going to feel about this." I laugh. He shakes his head and smiles. He looks so laid back and relaxed. He's just himself right now. He's in a dark blue sweatshirt that says 'Summer Resistance' in a brighter lighter blue, dark wash jeans that ride low on his hips, and tennis shoes. He seems almost normal. He looks up again at me and he stares at me with his eyes that are such a warm blue and make me melt into a puddle. "What time is it?" I ask quickly looking away. He looks down at his phone.
"Three forty five in the morning." he says stretching his back.
"Oh lord, we should probably head back." I said standing up. Remembering how long it took us to get here, considering we were only sitting on this park bench for an hour and a half, I figured it was going to be a long walk back.
"Yeah lets go." he says.
We stand up and start to head for the sidewalk that would lead us back. We talk for the rest of the way back about the camp and what he was doing as a counselor and the classes I was taking. It seemed like every minute I spent with him was only a second and I didn't want the moment where I would have to climb back up into my room. It did happen though, and we walked right up to the side of my dorm.
"Shit." I whispered.
"Hey now, your pretty mouth shouldn't have to deal with that." he scolded me.
"Sorry." I say distractedly, I almost didn't notice that he called my mouth pretty.
Almost.
"It's just that how am I supposed to get up there?" I asked. It was easier getting down, but we didn't really think about the getting back up part.
"Shit." he says in an agreeing voice. He rubs the back of his neck with hand and walks around trying to come up with a solution. "You know, I could try to lift you, but honestly I don't think that'll work and my room is private." he says slowly.
"What? So what if your room is private I'm trying to get into my-" I start, but then I realize what he's saying. "You want me. To sleep in your room." I say. He shrugs.
"Why not? It's better than us getting caught." he says. I take in a big breath.
"Okay let's go." I say. Maybe it was the fact that it was almost five in the morning, or that I was exhausted and I didn't want to get caught. Perhaps it was because I was feeling rebellious, which I had never felt before. Or maybe it was the way he was looking at me after I agreed. I hate to say it but a part of me knew it was because of the latter.
We snuck into the counselors area and tiptoed to Cato's room. Once we were in there and he shut the door, we both relaxed.
"Okay we have about two and a half hours before we have to be up so let's get some shut eye." He said as he opened some drawers and threw me a sweatshirt and some basketball shorts.
"What? You and I are both tired. You shouldn't have to sleep in jeans so go change into something comfy that you can sleep in." he said as I gave him a funny look. I didn't question him after that.
I walked into his bathroom which I envied that he had one connected to his room. For the rest of the campers we had to use the group shower rooms. I slid off my moccasins and socks and folded my socks nicely and shoved them into my shoes. Then I slid off my jeans and folded those, I slipped on his basketball which were three or four sizes too big. The little tie around the waist helped some but not much. I then took off my shirt and bra, folded both and shoved my bra into my shirt so he wouldn't see it. I pulled on his sweatshirt, and because it was so big I didn't think it would matter that the shorts were too big because they hid them. I stacked my shirt onto my pants, then placed my shoes on top of those. I placed them nicely on the counter of the bathroom and walked out of the bathroom into the room where I am met with his back.
His back was rock hard and had muscles on every inch. I gasp and he turns around where I try not to stare at his six pack and his chest panes. It was painful not to look. He smirked.
"What's wrong good girl? Mind if I keep my shirt off?" he said with a smile and sat down on his bed. All I could think was thank god he wore basketball shorts to bed. He smiled at me for real this time. "Well you gonna lay down in the bed or do I have to take the floor?" he said half jokingly. I shook my head.
"No it's your bed." I said. I quickly crawled under the bed and lied down on my side. I stayed very still until I heard him turn off his light.
"Goodnight blondie" I could hear him whisper.
It made my heart smile.
"Goodnight lughead." I smiled and fell into a comfortable sleep. It was a deep and nice sleep. That was rudely interrupted.
At exactly seven thirty his alarm clock went off and I moaned. I opened an eye and remembered my surroundings.
I wasn't at home in New York, in my own bed.
I was in Alabama, and in Cato Hadley's bed.
Cato Hadley who had somehow in the middle of our sleep latched himself onto me and was now spooning against me.
I squealed and hopped out of the bed. I ran out of the room without looking back once even though I heard Cato starting to wake up.
I then quickly snuck past all the guards and ran towards the main building. I looked ridiculous, thank god the front doors were open and I could walk freely into the building now even without my key.
I walked into the cafeteria where I saw Rue sitting with Jackie. I caught her eye and she gave me a look that clearly stated 'where the ever living hell have you been?'. I sighed and held up my pointer finger that signaled that I needed a minute.
I walked through the breakfast line and grabbed some fruit and yogurt. I grabbed some water and a caramel frappuccino. I then slowly walked over to our table. I sat down next to Rue and she turned and looked at me with a look that awaited an answer. I took a bite of my cantaloupe.
"Mmm. This fruit is delicious." I said non chalantly. Rue sighed.
"Primmy where were you?" she whispered.
"I was with someone." I said.
"Obviously but who?" she demanded. I looked down and realized I was still in his basketball shorts and his sweatshirt. I groaned.
"Just look at the back of the sweatshirt and you'll know." I whispered. She leaned back to see his name on the back of the sweatshirt and then she quickly popped back up.
"Okay, well you can finish this in our room let's go." she said picking up my water bottle and yogurt. I stood up with my bowl of fruit and frappuccino. She stood behind me and pushed me all the way back to our dorm. She shoved me into the room and quickly shut the door behind her.
"What the ever living hell did you do last night?" she demanded of me. I let out a big sigh.
"I snuck out the window to hang out with Cato and then we went to this really cute park with a lake and a playground. Then he had me read this magazine article on him and he promised me that I would know more about him than any of the other girls. Then when we were walking back I kinda remembered that it was you know impossible to climb back up into the room. So then he took me to his private room and he gave me his clothes which smell amazing and I panicked this morning, because when we fell asleep we were on two different sides of the bed but when we woke up we were all cuddled up and I screamed and ran out of the room and ran all the way here. And oh god Rue I left my clothes in there which means I have to get them back which means I have to see him again!" I said quickly and felt very out of breath after it. Rue nodded quietly and sat me down.
"Eat your fruit. Drink your coffee. You need it." she said, and sat down at the little table beside me.
"First of all holy shit. How did this even happen girl?" she asked my as I ate my fruit quickly.
"He said he wanted to get to know me you know without any distractions." I said between mouthfuls. Rue just sat there not saying anything. She took a good hard look at me and shook her head. She laughed and drank from my water bottle.
"Who knew Primmy. Who knew that you would be the rebellious one?" she asked me. I shrugged and chowed down the rest of my breakfast.
"What classes do we have today?" I asked pulling out my dance bag.
"Ballet, lyrical dance, gymnastics, and I may have signed us up for vocal." Rue said quietly. I nodded and grabbed all the things we would be needing. I changed out of Cato's stuff and I shoved it into a drawer of mine, where hopefully no one would find it.
I changed thongs and put on a padded sports bra of mine. I then threw on my pink leotard and white tights. I put on my pink ballet slippers on. In my dance bag I threw a pair of leggings, tennis shoes, a spare t-shirt, a pair of skinny jeans with sparkles on the back pockets, a dance shirt of mine that said 'dance for the stars' and had a picture of a dancer doing a firebird in a star. It was dark blue and one of my favorites. I also threw in two extra pairs of socks and my uggs. You never know what you might need.
I grabbed my makeup bag and fixed my face. Giving myself new eyeliner and mascara both on top and under my eyes, adding slight concealer. I swiped on some chapstick and waited for Rue to finish fixing her things. We walked out of our dorm both wearing our ballet outfits. I had my hair up in a bun while Rue braided hers down the side. We walked to the ballet classroom and the next few hours were uneventful. We practiced things Rue and I already knew by heart.
When we finished ballet and lyrical dance, we headed down to the cafeteria.
I was now in my leggings, ballet slippers, and my spare t-shirt. I looked like a mess but it matched how I felt.
I avoided Cato's stares the entire lunchtime. I could not deal with him right now, I was still shaken up from this morning. That didn't stop him. I was on my way to gymnastics when he grabbed my arm and pulled me into a secluded room.
"Blondie what's wrong?" he asked me. My face was dead center in his chest panes and I knew that I couldn't push him away now.
"I'm fine." I said and tried to walk out the door. He grabbed my arm again.
"Please don't. Don't do this. Don't pull away now when we literally just started." he said looking at me with pure begging in his eyes.
"I don't want to, i'm trying not too. Thats the thing Cato we just started and I'm just a bit shaken up after this morning. Just let me go to class okay? We can talk about this later." I said.
"Okay. You go, we'll talk at the vocals class later in a bit." he said. He hugged me close to his chest and he didn't let go for a long time. Part of me didn't want to, but I was already late for gymnastics. I hugged him really tight then walked out the door. I made it to my gymnastics class and the whole time while I did my stunts all I could think about was Cato. What else could he possibly want to talk about?
I guess I would find out at the vocal class.