8:00- 9:00

"Truth or dare, Finnick?" Foxface asked, her fingers intertwining over her lap and her head cocking to the side in thought.

"Dare" Finnick responded without even blinking.

Foxface took a deep breath. "I dare you to pick truth."

"Can she do that?" Johanna asked. Foxface had always provoked her. No one really knew why they just pushed each other's buttons in the weirdest ways. "There has got to be a rule against that."

Cato scoffed and Clove commented, "the only rule is that there are no rules."

"But you can't dare someone to pick truth" Johanna argued.

"Just drop it, Johanna. What's done is done, now can you just drop it?" Gale snapped. He was now holding a piece of Madge's shirt against his forehead, trying to stop the blood.

"Ok, Fox. What's my truth?"

"Who are you really in love with?" Foxface asked and the whole room fell as silent as it had even been.

After a second, Finnick responded with "no one. I like Katniss."

"Load of shit. I see the way you look at her."

"Then why are you demanding I tell everyone if you already know?" Finnick spat.

Foxface smirked. "I want to see what your girlfriend thinks about your secret love."

Finnick stared at her. His sea green eyes were dark and dead. If looks could kill Foxface would be long dead. The clock signaled that it was now eight o'clock. "It's Annie. I've had a crush on Annie since our first game. Is that what you wanted to hear?"

"Is this before or after that partner dare? When she killed that rabbit."

"Before." He didn't look at Katniss. He could only imagine the look of shock and hatred on her face. His right arm became cold as Katniss slid away from him. His eyes met Annie's though. The corners of her lips were turned down but her eyes had a certain sparkle in them.

"Are you going to spin?" Annie asked him and Finnick broke eyes contact. He spun the bottle and it came to a stop on Cato.

"Truth or dare?"

"Dare."

Finnick gave a sick smile. "I was holding you would say that" he said. "I dare you to let me blindfold you and you have to lick three things."

Cato scowled as his best friend laughed beside him. "That's fucking disgusting."

"You picked dare" Finnick said and Clove pulled the sash of Thresh's old, tattered dress and tied it around Cato's eyes.

"Don't worry, hon. I won't let you lick anything to bad" Clove said, stiffening a giggle. Cato would have been assured that she would try to stand up for him, but the giggles she was chocking on made him think otherwise.

Gale grinned. "Now what to have him lick first?" He wondered aloud, lifting himself off the floor. He stood infront of Cato, pulling his pants down so his ass stuck out of his jeans. "Ok, go."

Cato's face scrunched up in disgust and his tong tentatively stuck out, licking the skin of his butt. He pulled away rather quickly and spat on the old wooden floor. "Oh my God, that tasted like shit!"

"Did that this morning" Gale smiled crookedly and sat back down in his spot.

"Now what else will murder boy lick?" Gloss asked.

Clove scrambled to her feet, exclaiming she had the perfect idea before running out of the room and up the rickety old stairs. "But in the meantime" Madge started, pulling off her sneakers and then her socks. "I didn't have time to shower between soccer and coming here so I am sure my feet will taste devine."

"Oh that is disgusting. I can smell those bad boys from here" Thresh, who was across the group, almost gaged.

Jo laughed as Madge scooted her butt across the floor and put her foot under Cato's nose. "When did you grow a backbone, Madge?"

The blond shrugged. "In between the toes, Cato." Her toes spread out and Cato licked her big toe before falling onto his side, gagging.

"I can't fucking do this!" Cato yelled and Clove came bounding down the stairs, almost tumbling when she missed a step.

She had a smile a mile wide when she fell back into her seat next to her secret boyfriend. "Look what I found" she said, holding up a huge pair of old, tattered panties the no doubt once belonged to Old Lady Maggs. "There was a reason they called her Greasy Sae. Maybe these will tell us why."

She put the old underwear in front of his face. The licked the tattered fabric, but this time didn't start to gag, almost as if he had faith in Clove. He shouldn't have. She threw the garment aside as he pulled off his blindfold. "All you guys are fucking disgusting!"

"Just spin the bottle, sweetie" Clove laughed. Cato did as he was told and the bottle landed on Foxface once again.

She smiled. "I'm sticking with truth again."

Cato sighed and his eyes scanned the room quickly. "If Peeta turned into an animal and the only way to get him back was to fuck, what animal would you want him to be?"

"And humans don't count?" Foxface asked.

"Humans don't count."

"Probably a monkey. I would think they would do it a similar way compared to a dog humping me."

Gloss chuckled. "Still looking for the most pleasurable way, huh, Fox?"

"At least I didn't stoop low enough to fuck man whore Finnick" she snapped back.

"It was a da-!" He tried to retaliate, but Katniss interrupted them.

"Will you just spin the damn bottle?" And she did. It spun around a few times before it fell to a stop on Clove.

"Truth or dare?" Foxface asked, a sole creeping into her face as she thought of the questions to ask.

Clove smiled as well. "Might as well pick truth. Save you the the trouble of daring me to pick it."

"Smart choice" the fiery haired girl said, leaning her head an her arm as she though of the perfect question. She was good at reading people and she knew Clove was hiding something. The only thing she didn't know is what it is. "What are you hiding?"

Clove stiffened and the smile was whipped off her face. She could say nothing but sooner or later they would find out because they know everyone is hiding something. Her eyes drifted to Cato's who's blue eyes were already on her. He knew what she was going to say and gave her a small nod. It enfolded him too, after all.

"You going to tell me or are we going to have to guess?" Foxface asked. Everyone was on the edges of their seats. Clove was one of the most secretive people in the town. She took a deep breath, the sole time her eyes didn't leave Cato's when she said,

"I'm pregnant."