Clove's POV

I am the first to wake up. Marvel is sprawled out on his open sleeping bag, drooling, Glimmer is snoring, and A.J. is mumbling in her sleep. Peeta is really the only one pleasant to look at in his sleep.

I still hate his guts.

Wait, where's Cato?

"I see you're awake too."

I jump and whirl around to see Cato leaning against the lookout tree, drawing stuff in the dirt with a twig. He looks as if he is trying not to smile at my shocked reaction, but he can't help but grin the slightest bit at the corners of his mouth.

"What?" I hiss, putting my knife-lined belt on. "Since when have you been awake?"

"Since I noticed Marvel fell asleep keeping watch," he says. "Useless, I tell ya."

I roll my eyes and start waking everyone up since Cato looks so comfortable. I nudge Glimmer and A.J. I kick Marvel. He deserves it. He yells and rolls onto the dirt!

"Bitch!" he groans, half awake. "What was that for?"

"For falling asleep on the job, lazy!" I yell in his face.

"Guys, be quiet," says Peeta, sitting up in his sleeping bag. "Everyone can hear you. Weren't we going to go hunting?"

I kick Marvel one more time and then go back over to my supplies and organize all my knives. I put some food into my backpack because I know I'll be hungry. Cato takes out his flashlight, and I do the same with mine. Glimmer has one too, but the rest light torches. Except for Lover Boy. He has his hands full with supplies.

Everyone get's packed and we try to walk as quietly as possible. Peeta walks so loudly!

"Hey, Lover Boy!" I hiss back at him. "Can you pick your feet up a little more please?"

Peeta scowls at me and tries to walk more quietly, without dragging his feet. It is dark enough as it is, but the moon is practically nonexistent and the sun hasn't come up yet. Cato is in the lead, and I'm right behind him, Glimmer on my left, and A.J. on my right, scoping out the sides. Marvel is taking up the rear, and Peeta is still carrying the supplies.

For a while, all I can see is the sun coming up over the horizon until I see Cato stop in his tracks and point northwest. There is a fire burning. He puts a finger to his lips and motions us to follow him. Everyone does except me. I push Lover Boy and motion him to stay and then follow after everyone else. Once I catch up, Cato, I can see the fire starter. She's fallen asleep next to the dying flames. Idiot. She has it coming to her. But of course, Marvel steps on a twig, snapping her awake. She sees us almost instantly, but it's too late.

We are too close.

"No, please," she begs, crawling backwards. "Please don't! Please!"

I come over and hold her down as she tries to get away. I pull out my knife but Cato holds out his hand.

"No, let me do it," he says, grinning. "I found her after all."

"No, please no!" the girl continues to cry. "Please don't kill me! Don't let him kill me! Oh God!"

She thrashes against my arms which hold hers down. She gazes up at me with big brown eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. She can't be more than fourteen, maybe even thirteen. For a moment, I feel pity for this girl. Maybe I should let her-

Her blood curdling screams are deafening as Cato shoves his spear into her stomach and twists the shaft, causing her to scream more. A flock of birds take off in the distance.

I don't blame them.

Cato pulls the spear out aggressively and wipes the blood off on the girl's jacket. A.J. starts laughing and Glimmer joins in as Marvel goes and high fives Cato. I am quiet.

"Twelve down and eleven to go!" says A.J.

"Come on, let's see what she has," I add, shoving through everyone and kneeling at the girl's side. I drag over her backpack. She has a bowl, a food packet which is already empty, and a fire starter, obviously. Peeta lucked out. He doesn't have to carry anything more, and he actually looks relieved when he approaches and sees the lack of supplies.

"Damn," I say. "This girl has nothing!"

"Better clear out so they can get the body before it starts stinking," says Cato. We follow his lead and start walking away so the Gamemakers can come to collect the body. I stop, causing everyone to turn to me. Something isn't right.

Cato's POV

"Shouldn't we have heard a cannon by now?" says Clove. Marvel steps towards her a little.

"I'd say yes," he adds. "Nothing to prevent them going in immediately."

"Unless she isn't dead," Clove points out. I can feel my face grow hot as I approach Clove, getting inches away from her face.

"She's dead," I say through my teeth. "I stuck her myself."

"Then where's the cannon?" she ask a bit mockingly. My fingers curl around the spear tighter.

"Someone should go back," says Glimmer, stepping in next to Clove and I. "Make sure the job's done."

"Yeah," Clove say, getting more in mys face. "We don't want to track her down twice!"

"I said she's dead!" I shout back in her face. Marvel tries to interlude, and Glimmer tries to keep us apart, but Clove and I keep going at each other.

"What you think your dainty little knives could finish the job?" I say.

"They'd do a better job than you apparently!" Clove yells back. Then she continues a little sing-songy. "I still don't hear a cannon!"

"Guys stop," says Glimmer says, trying to put distance between us. I brush her hand away, as does Clove. We don't break each other's gaze.

"And you think you could have done a better job of tracking her down?" I ask.

"I could have gotten her from a distance! If someone wasn't so loud at walking!" She glares at Marvel who steps forward but A.J. holds him back, who gets yelled at by him.

"How in the hell could you hit something and be affective with those little things?" I challenge. "They're not even aero-dynamic."

"When are you stupid boys going to learn that size doesn't matter? Of course I'm sure that's all your ego is focussed on, macho man!"

"What are you saying?"

"I think you know exactly what-"

"Everyone shut up!"

We all stop arguing and turn to Peeta. That was the loudest thing I had heard him ever say.

"We're wasting time!" he continues. "I'll go finish her and let's move on!"

Clove smirks at me, and I narrow my eyes at her and then turn to Peeta.

"Go on then, Lover Boy. See for yourself."

Peeta nods and takes out his knife. Loudly, he walks away and there is an awkward silence.

"Why don't we just kill him now and get it over with?" Clove protests, crossing her arms.

"Let him tag a long," says A.J. "What's the harm? And he's handy with that knife."

I smile and lean in next to Clove's ear and whisper, "See? You're not the only one." Then I back up and say, "Besides, she's our best chance of finding her."

I can't wait to find that Katniss girl. Stupid "Girl on Fire". She makes me sick.

"Why?" Clove asks. "You think she bought into that sappy romance stuff?"

"She might have," says Marvel. "Seemed pretty simpleminded to me. Every time I think about her spinning around in that dress, I want to puke."

That makes two, buddy.

"Wish I knew how she got that eleven," says Glimmer. I see Clove grit her teeth and ball her fists up. Hehe, the ice queen's jealous.

"Bet you Lover Boy knows," says A.J. Speaking of which, Peeta returns, wiping his bloody knife off on his shirt.

"Was she dead?" I ask.

"No. But she is now."

The cannon goes off and Clove puts on a mock expression of shock and mouths, "Look at that!"

I step towards her again in threat, but Glimmer literally steps in between us, places her hands on my chest and says, "Ready to move on?"

I glare at her and then over her shoulder at Clove, then turn around and walk away. I don't even bother to see if anyone is following me. I know they are.

I'm the pack leader.

Author's Note: Yay! I'm up to a chapter with two digits in it! WOOT WOOT! It was fun writing this chapter cause this is one of the most memorable parts of the actual book to me. And I just love making Cato and Clove argue. So much chemistry...I hope. Do they have chemistry? Let me know!