i dont own the hunger games
chapter 3
clove's pov
annie came back to my side . "guests are arriving" she says. "so?" i ask staring at the ground. "we should change...you know try to look pretty . there will be senoir boys here after all" she says smirking. i laugh. "annie one of those seniors wouldnt happen to be your long time crush finnick odair would it?" she smiles sheepishly. "maybe she says. then grabs my wrist and drags me to her room.
as she empty the contents of her closet onto the floor i watch and groan as i notice shes only taking out dresses and skirts. "wheres the jeans?" i ask her ploping down on her bed. i hear her laugh a fake musical laugh. "dont be ubserd clove now go get in the shower" she sings pointing to her conected bathroom. which is unnessisary i know her house better then my own.
as i get out of the shower i rap myself in a towel and walk out to annie. "ok ive narrowed it down to two dresses do you want to wear this one?" she asks holding up a green dress that matches her hair perfectly. "or this one?" she asks holding up a black dress with spagetti straps and a skirt that poofs just slightly. theres a beltish line of sparkles to accent the waist. "ill take the black one" i say holding out me hand. "good cause the green ones for me" she laughs slipping it over her head. i quickly change before she pushes me into a chair and begins curling my naturaly curly hair. the she fights with me till i let her put make up on me and chucks a pair of silver heels at me. whens shes finally done she stands me infront of a mirror. i stand there in awe i look nothing like me..instead i look beautiful. satisfied with my reaction annie pushes diamond earings in my ears and a sparkly hair comb in my hair. then scurries to her vanity to finish her look.
cato's pov
the house begins to fill with people i know most of them. theres only two i dont know so far. a blonde boy who looks pretty muscular enters with a scrawny but tall burnette boy. "who are you?" i ask them"peeta" the blonde boy says exstending his hand to me. i shake it. "do i know you?" i ask him. "probably not have you seen annie...or clove?" he asks. "ahh your prissys" i say understanding why ive never seen them before. "ahh your a pub" he replys back venumisouly. "thats what you guys call us?" i ask. he shrugs. "some call you guys dirt rats...or theives" the burnette says i shoot him a cold look."have you seen clove and annie or not" the blonde says impatiantly."ive seen them last i heard they went to change" i snap back at him turning on my heel and leaving. what have they been told about us that would make them call us theives? i mean sure i stole some sunglasses...maybe a watch...and some shoes but its not like im a theif i think to myself.
a blonde girl catches my eye. shes laughing merrily with a group of guys. i spot josh in the group and join him. "cato this is glimmer, glimmer this is cato" he introduces. upon further inspection she is beautiful. green eyes but not the same peircing emerald as clove's. i shake my head. why are cloves eyes stuck inside my head. glimmer twirls her hair in a flirty manner."your cute" she giggles. i smirk. "and your beautiful" i say she giggles again."now we've stated the obvious . would you like to go get some punch?" she asks me ."sure" i reply holding out my arm and she takes hold of it and i lead her from her group of admirers. once we have punch we sit on the couch. "what school do you go to?" she asks. "well i went to james dean public school" i say and pause."but im transfering to panem high" i say the displeaser in my voice clear. "i go there " she smiles. "well then i guess we'll be seeing alot more of eachother" i say a grin on my face. she seems like an air head because again she giggles. "expessaly if your reaped into my district" she says sipping her drink. "reaped? district?" i ask im more confussed then ive ever been. "how is your school run it doesnt even sound like a school" i say. "well you know what they teach right?" she asks."ya edicate, hand to hand combat, wilderness survival and weaponry." i say she smiles."on the first day all the new kids pull a slip of paper from glass ball. the number on the sheet of paper is your district. mine is d1. your district trains in the gym at the same time no matter your grade. now d1 d2 and d4 are the principals favorites, there for they are teachers favorites they get discounts and we have more training time. at the end of the year we have an annual games where two student one boy and one girl from each district(preferably the best with weapons combat edicate and survival skills) compete against one another in a series of compotions and the winner gets a scholar ship for university and 500$in spending money" she smiles excitedly."im going to get to compete this year" she says happily. i nod. strangest school ever but that scolar ship could do me good.