Hello, Lovelys! I just have to say... Whenever I post a new chapter, and the reviews come along... I get so happy. I didn't think people would like my story.
I have time to write, even though we are packing. I am trying to put things in place, trying to build suspense, but... I am not good at that. Getting better... But you'll see what I mean. Enjoy!
Cato's POV
I scoot closer to Clove, putting my arm around her shoulder. I don't like the way that dude Marvel is looking at her. He is giving her flirty eyes. And only I- Were you about to think what I think you were? Whoa, Cato. Getting protective, are we? Maybe. I don't know, everything has been stressful. Look at me, I'm thinking like a girl. With my parents death, running away and being at risk of getting caught and punished by hanging always looming over our heads... I don't know what I feel. But, I do know I don't like the way Marvel is looking at my Cl- Here we go again. My? MY? MY, Cato?!
"We'll be in 13 in no time." Marvel says.
The conversation ends, with a... well.. I can't decide if it is a comfortable or uncomfortable silence. We are safe now, and getting to 13 faster... But we don't know these people. Only there names, and that they lived in a district home.
Clove rests her head on my shoulder, followed by me leaning my head atop her's. I sigh, feeling more calm now, my heart rate returning to normal. Marvel clicks on the radio, which instantly tunes into 96.9 FM. My favorite station. (A/N: Omg, mine, too!)
Katniss and Clove start singing along, quietly at first, then growing to laughing and shouting. Marvel joins in. I start laughing, because this is so ridiculous. Yet, it feels so right. Whoa, man! Deja vu.
"Come on, Cato!" Clove yells, laughing. "Sing the chorus with us!"
"I don't-" Katniss cuts me off.
"Come on! Do it! Do it!" Marvel and Clove join her chanting, compelling me to sing.
"Okay, fine!" I say. I start to sing the ridiculously provocative chorus. (A/N: Song lyrics are from "Closer" by Nine Inch Nails.) "I wanna fuck you like an animal. I wanna feel you from the inside."
Katniss, wooting and whistling, grabs onto what I like to call the "OH, SHIT" bar, and leans out of the door way. You see, this is one of those semis that doesn't have doors. Inconvenient, really.
"WOOHOO! GOD DAMMIT!" When she leans back in, her hair is damp, droplets of rain on her face.
Clove's POV
It's a good thing that 12 isn't that far away from 11, because if it were we would be stuck sleeping in the back of the semi. I had forgotten about the people back there. We hop out, Rue and Thresh following, just outside of 12. When we open the back, a blonde girl, about 17, comes and starts complaining.
"What took so long?" She whines. Her blue eyes shine in the dawn, her waste-length hair becoming soaked.
"Glimmer, stop it." Marvel says. He looks genuinely annoyed.
"You stop it! Stop telling me what to do! I'm the older one." She says.
"By ten minutes." Marvel mutters.
A short laugh escapes Katniss' lips, which is followed by her pale hands flying up to her mouth, eyes wide. I bite my lip, fighting back laughter, too. Glimmer glares at her.
"Hey!" Katniss says, putting up her hands up in defense. "We're all tense. Why don't we just take a deep breathe, hop in the back, and devise a battle plan?"
We mutter words of agreement, then climb to where the other are. We all sit on the cold metal floor. There are seven other people I have yet to meet. 15 all together, including Cato and myself.
"Everybody, this is Clove and Cato. They are from District two." Everyone mutters their greetings, as do we. "This is Efrina," Katniss says.
"But you can call me 'Effie'" says a pale-white girl who has black hair with fiery red tips. Her eyes are blue, dark makeup making them pop.
"This is her boy-toy, Haymitch," Katniss points to a boy with olive skin, dark chin-length hair that frames his face and grey eyes. Haymitch smile and nods at us.
"That's Gale," Who has the same eyes, hair, and skin as Haymitch, but is probably taller and is more muscular.
"That is Madge, Gale's girlfriend," Who is very pretty with pale skin, blue eyes (not as blue as Effie's) and blonde hair that goes to her shoulders.
"Finnick and Annie" who are matching with tan skin, sea green eyes... And then the similarities stop there. Finnick has bronze hair, while Annie's is dyed blonde.
"And that is Johanna," who has brown hair and brown wide set eyes. "Oh, and Deena, though she prefers to be called 'Foxface'" Who ironically looks like a fox with pale skin and natural red hair.
"Hi" Cato and I say in unison.
"You don't look like brother and sister. Are you dating?" The one called "Johanna" asks.
I look nervously at Cato, unsure what I should say. He looks at me, obviously hoping I say yes. I open my mouth to answer, but Cato answers for me. "Yes."
Ooooooo! What's gonna happen next?! *says in singing voice* You're just gonna have to wait!
