Chapter 6:
"Clove, I've loved you since… forever and I'll love you until the end of time. Every time you smile I fall in love with you all over again. I know we're young and I understand if you say no, but… will you marry me?"
A grin spread across Clove's face and a single tear slipped down her cheek. "Yes!" Clove said. "Yeas, Cato, I'll marry you!"
A wide grin spread across Cato's face. He swept Clove off her feet and kissed her, slipping the ring onto her finger.
Cato unlocked the door to apartment #391, the apartment he inherited from his parents. There was a large living area with a medium sized kitchen attached and a few doors leading into bedrooms. There was furniture covered with cloths and dust loomed in the air.
"Nice place" Peeta said, walking past Cato and dropping the box he was carrying on the cloth covered table.
"So where do we start?" Katniss asked. Clove opened the windows letting fresh air into the dusty room.
"Let's de-cover the furniture then unpack boxes" Clove suggested pulling the cloth off the sofa. Dust went into the air and she had a sneezing fit.
"Cover your mouth!" Annie yelled covering her own mouth with her hand. "Germs!"
"Get a grip!" Foxy yelled her patience running low.
"I'm supper Marvel!" Marvel yelled jumping on the table. He had the rag that once covered the chairs tied around his neck like a cape.
"Can we just ignore that and get this place unpacked?" Gale asked looked apprehensively.
"Or we can do this" Katniss giggled and pulled off the table's cover. The cover fell onto the floor, but Marvel remained standing.
"How did you…?" Peeta asked bewildered.
"I'm supper Marvel" he winked.
"Clove, I need to ask you a favour" Gale said while he and Clove were unpacking the master bedroom.
"Shoot" Clove said throwing pillows onto the huge bed.
"I need you to ask Katniss if she likes Peeta" he said quickly.
"And why would I do that?" Clove humoured him.
"Your not going to!" Gale whispered screamed.
"I never said that" Clove said. "Just why."
"Peeta likes Katniss, but won't ask her out unless he knows for a fact she likes him back" Gale said angrily falling face down on the bed.
"Katniss isn't looking for a relationship" Clove said.
"How do you know that?" Gale asked sitting up.
"What do you think we talk about?" She asked. Gale shrugged.
"So what do I tell Peeta?" He asked distressed.
"Tell him Katniss isn't ready for a relationship" Clove said. Gale got up and dashed out the room. "Boys are such idiots."
"Look at it" Katniss scowled. "Just sitting there in its original packaging."
"What do we do with it?" Peeta asked.
"We could eat it" Annie suggested. "Statistics show they never go old."
"We could sell it! Think how much it would go for now that the factories shut down" Cato said.
"You have enough money" Peeta said gesturing to the large apartment.
"But we don't" Katniss pointed out.
"What are you guys looking at?" Clove asked walking over to the group huddled around the kitchen counter. "Is that a Twinkie?" She asked bewildered.
"I found it in a cabinet" Katniss said.
"We should sell it" Cato said.
"Who would buy it?" Clove asked.
"If we leave out the fact it's over 18 years old, a lot of people" Peeta said staring at the Twinkie.
"I don't care what you do with it as long as I never see it again" Clove said walking away.
"We'll leave it here and when we unpack everything well decide what to do with it" Peeta suggested.
"Agreed" they all said. They all went back to unpacking boxes.
A few minuets later…
"A Twinkie!" Marvel squealed picking up the treat. He unwrapped it and popped it into his mouth. "Mmm… that was a good Twinkie."
Johanna impatiently knocked on the door. No answer. Thresh's father lived a block away from Johanna so she insisted on giving him a ride to school. She knocked on the door for a third time, but she still wasn't greeted with Thresh's smiling face.
"That's it, I'm going in" she muttered to herself. She took the key out from under the mat and stuck it in the lock.
"Thresh!" Her voiced echoed threw the house. "He better have not gotten another ride" she muttered to herself walking threw the halls. She picked up an empty beer bottle off the floor as she walked into the kitchen.
The bottle fell out of her hands when she saw Thresh lying on the floor, unconscious, in a pool of his own blood.
A/N: me and these cliffhangers! This wasn't a very good chapter, but Clato's engaged! Yay! And Thresh! Wow! Please review. More reviews more chapters!