Another update! I finally got those 50 reviews, whoop whoop! So happy right now, thanks guys. 60 reviews for another update, maybe it will take only 1-2 days. I should really start making these chapters bigger. Also, I'd like to congratulate 14ismyluckynumber on her new story which is doing amazing, so many favourites and followers, well done Cait. So here it is, a new chapter. Oh also, do you guys think I need to 'loosen up' a bit in my writing, since somebody seems to think so, I just want to know. Maybe they're right, could you possibly tell me in a review, and thanks to everyone who reviewed.


Prim's POV

Wiping the stream of tears which had now covered my rosy cheeks, I slump down onto my bed. It was a perfect night, until Peeta the ''saviour'' came along and ruined it. I bet Cato thinks I'm some child who needs permission from their Dad to come see him. Why is this happening? I loved the way he held me to him, the way our lips created a spark when they finally touched sent a rush through my body. I feel pain knowing he's so close, yet so far. Covering my head with a pillow, I sigh deeply, and shut my saw, puffy eyes, allowing the darkness to overcome me.

''Prim, I came to see you. Did he hurt you?'' I could hear his voice so clearly, and I just wanted to forget it. He'd made me look like a fool; no way was I going to forgive him that easily. Ignoring his plead for forgiveness I slowly got up from my bed, and headed towards the bathroom. Peeling off my clothes, I dragged myself into the warmth of the falling water. Opening my eyes, I soon began to relax, enjoying the feel of the water droplets splashing onto my skin, and running down me, going down every joint and bump in my body. Gosh the Capitol has a good shower. Letting the soap come down on me, I massage my scalp with my hands. Scrunching my golden locks on top of my head, and allowing the water to bring them back down again, I once again took a deep sigh, and turn my face up to meet the falling water. The smell of vanilla and roses fill my nose, making me smile, they smell just like mother. Turning off the hot water, I shuffle out of the shower, and quickly throw on a white fluffy robe. I hate the feeling of the cold attacking your skin as soon as the hot water source you were just in has been shut off. The cold clings to you, making you shiver, bringing out your hidden goose bumps. Strolling towards my wardrobe, I click a button which signals the doors to slide apart, showing me rows and rows of designer clothes. I would normally try and avoid the nice looking clothes, but tonight I just didn't care. Grabbing a pair of black skinnies, I reach for a plain white shirt, and add a beige long cardigan. To complete the look, I slip on silver pumps, and head for my dressing table. Staring at my reflection in the mirror, I sigh. I look so very tired. I've never had makeup before, well, not until those chariot rides, and even with the heaps of makeup in front of me now, I have no interest. Pushing them aside, I reach for the black hairbrush. Picking the brush up, I begin to pull it through my wet, messy hair. Once it has all been smoothed down, I quickly pull it up into a high pony tail, and place a clip in the back to keep it in place.

''Prim, I know you're ignoring me, but dinner is ready.'' His voice sounds sad, almost guilty. Closing my eyes I take a deep breath, and stand from my chair. Skipping over to the door, I place my hands around the doorknob and open it. Standing there, right in front of me, is Peeta.

''I'm so sorry Prim; I didn't mean to hurt you. I thought he had touched you, well, forced himself on you. I didn't know you liked him, please forgive me.'' Everyone knows I couldn't hurt a fly, and I also can't hold a grudge. Holding my hand out I smiled at him.

''Well then Peeta, I think we should be getting to dinner.'' Watching his expression turn into a grin, we begin to walk towards the dining area, where everyone is already waiting for us. We soon dive into conversation, whilst waiting for the meals to be brought.

''How is your training going guys?'' Haymitch seems genuinely curious, and doesn't look as drunk as usual.

''Mine is going ok, I've had a go at tying some knots, and looking at different ways to gain medicine from plants, I think my healing may come in handy'' Nodding, Haymitch looked over at Peeta waiting for his answer. Thinking back to Cato, what did he mean by 'When we start training' we already had? Maybe he was waiting for me to stop going to the easy stations, and have a go at the harder ones. Gulping slightly, I began a conversation with Effie.

Cato's POV

I managed to get a good few minutes of sleep before dinner, I needed it really. I couldn't stop thinking about Prim, how her lips felt, the warmth of her body near mine. I really need to stop thinking about her; it will change me, who I am supposed to be. I'm not supposed to be some lovesick puppy, I'm a fighter, one who feels no emotions, but around Prim, I'm just so different; she brings out the good in everyone.

''Cato get your ass in here now'' Clove screamed. Rolling my eyes, I throw on a blue chequered shirt and denim jeans. Slipping into some black canvas shoes, I head out the door.

''It's about time you showed up, we've been waiting'' Clove shot me daggers from the other side of the table. Glaring at her, I picked up a roll and stuffed it into my mouth.

''Aw, is the little lovesick puppy hungry?'' Her voice was really starting to annoy me now. I just wanted to crack that pretty head of hers open. Doesn't she remember the time I had her by her throat, and she was screaming to get down? I sure remember it, and boy did I enjoy that.

Chewing down on some lamb, I think back to tonight's events. I wonder how long we would have stayed there, in each other's embrace. Too bad baker boy came and ruined things. He seriously needs to shove off; he's getting in the way of the things I want. Nobody stops me from getting what I want and he damn well won't. Gripping the side of the table with my one hand, I continue to eat in silence. The rest of the table does the same, unless one of our mentors tries to spark up some type of conversation, I simply nod my head and go back to eating.

''You're so boring to sit with. You do nothing, both of you, you just glare at one another, and eat like pigs.'' One of our mentors shouts from the table. She's right, we don't do anything, but what you gonna do? Kill us? We're already going into a game of slaughter, so who really cares.

''Yeah, that's me. Cato the most boring person to ever exist. So if you would now excuse me, I must go do some more boring things in my room.'' Grinning I walk back to my room, feeling better than earlier.


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