(A/N): Here is part two of chapter three, Katniss' Brotherly Dilemma.

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Cato POV

I lied down on my new bed, stared at the white ceiling, and sighed. Why was did we have such an awkward talk awhile ago? And why were their mouths opened as big as an abyss? Did I have something in my teeth? Do I smell? Am I ugly? No, that's not it. Not to be conceited or anything, but girls at my new school kind of dig me. Even the popular girl, Glimmer, asked me out on a date. But why did they stare at me like they're so shocked? I can never know.

I sigh in frustration and think back at my last school. I left all my friends there. I wonder what they're thinking about now. I wonder if their life changed, without me there. I sigh again, knowing I might never know. I hate not knowing things. I lived in another country, out of Panem.

There was an accident, and I clearly remember my mother yelling at me to go away from the car crash. I managed to get away just before the car exploded, and all of a sudden, bits of rubble are raining down. I protect myself in the armadillo position, which protected my vital organs. And I just barely got out, with nothing more than a few burns, scratches and a hole in my heart, knowing my family is dead. And there is nothing I can do about it. My older brother, my little sister, my mom, my dad, my whole family dead.

"Cato? Is everything all right?" I hear the voice of Katniss came, knocking. "I hear crying," I look at my shirt and notice the drops of tears that have fallen from my all so teary blue eyes. I was sobbing, and I didn't even realize it.

"Yes, I'm okay," I lie, trying to wipe the evidence of tears from my tear-stricken face. The door swings open and Katniss entered it, gracefully, not a step heard from the squeaking floorboard.

"Seriously, what's up? Why are you crying?" She asks putting her hands on her waist in a bossy manner.

"No no, it's nothing," I lie again. She shakes her head and takes a seat next to me in my bed.

"Whatever it is, you could tell me. I'm not here to judge," I give her a questioning look. "Believe me, I'm beyond judging people. I know what it feels like to be on your shoes, I've been there in my other school," she sighs and looks down.

"I'm just thinking about my past family, and my friends and how they're right now," I say truthfully.

"Don't worry about your parents. We're here for you. Think about it, they're at a better place. They no longer have to feel pain, like we do. And I think it's more than coincidence that my dad decided to adopt you. I think it's ghostly intervention," she says. I've never really thought about it like that. I was never close to my family, but that doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt.

"Yeah, but why did they have to leave me? I mean, it's not fair. They were so good and kind, and I'm just a jerk," She looks at me in disbelief. "Believe it or not, I was a jerk in my old school. That's why I try to make up for it now, by being nice to everyone," I say and a comfortable silence fills the room.

"I have a question to ask you," She sighs. The sigh sounded like an annoyed one, as opposed to the tired one.

"Shoot," I say, comfortably. Why am I being so comfortable? And moreover, how is she being so comfortable?

"I need to ask you something about you and Glimmer," I raise my eyebrows. Me and Glimmer? There's no me and Glimmer. She kept on flirting with me, but believe me I don't like her that way. She even forced me to put my arm around her when we talked to Katniss, Peeta, Clove and Foxface.

"What about it?" I say.

"It's just that..." she struggles to finds words. "Why?" she managed to blurt out.

"What do you mean why?" I ask.

"Why her? Of all the girls in school, you went with the most... annoying," I laugh and she gives raises and eyebrow. "Why are you laughing?"

"It's just that, me and Glimmer, aren't like you know," she raises her eyebrow even higher, I didn't even know that was possible. "She flirts with me and I do too, but believe me, she's not really my type," she rolls her eyes.

"Then who's your type?" She asks profusely.

"That little brunette that you hang out with it. She seems really cool," I say. I honestly feel something about her. It's just, she feels so right, and she looks so pretty. I heard she's really tough. Just my type.

"Clove?" She laughs. So that's her name.

"Yeah, Clove,"

"Well, somebody told me that she likes you too," She says coolly. Does that mean I have a chance with Clove? Maybe, maybe not.

"Great, do you think she will say yes if I ask her to hang out?" I ask hoping that the response will be yes. Katniss is one of Clove's closest friends, if she says yes, Clove will say yes.

"Maybe, but I think she got turned off when you talked to Glimmer," She says, laughing.

"Trust me, she has good curves and such, but she's not really my type," I say and she bursts out laughing.

"Yeah I need to go, I still need to help mom make dinner," she says as she left the room. I distinctly heard her saying something about boys. Hmmm. I'm still wondering. Why was I so comfortable talking to her about this. Maybe, Katniss being with Peeta is a good influence on her. Maybe.

Glimmer POV

Should I wear this or this? I think to myself holding out a blue, one-size too small shirt and one white blouse. Why am I even over thinking this? Do I really like him? It's weird I haven't felt this way about anyone. I sigh in desperation. No. I don't really like him. I just want everyone to like me. I guess that's not really going well considering, I've gotten death threats from Clove. Not literally though, but I feel the way she glares at me, ain't the normal glare that I get from Katniss or the very rare glares that I get from Peeta. I decide with the white blouse. Hmmm. I haven't worn this in a long time. Not since. No. It's too hard to think about that. I just wish that someone would care about me enough to actually ask about me. Not just someone who wants to get showered in kisses.

"Glimmer, you useless thing, hurry up! You wouldn't want to be late for school!" My biological father said. Why add biological? Because he's never been a real father to me; he even sold me to be prostituted until I kicked the man in his mid-50's in the groin. He beat me with a stick the morning after that. Good thing it was a summer. So I had no use for going out. I just told my 'friends' that I was sick. That's all.

I walk downstairs, unenthusiastically and looked at my drunken father. He was actually wearing clothes today. What a relief. I'm sick and tired of seeing that stupid chest with burn scars everywhere. Even more of a relief is that he's actually wearing pants. I party inside my head, trying to force myself not to ask what the special event is. Instead, I walk out of the front door, went inside my Toyota, and drove to school.

The drive to school was really long and tiring. Ironic, huh? I'm tired even before I go to school. Dang, I have got to find a new house. Luckily, in a more year, I can move out and go to the school of my dreams. Not that my school isn't my dream school, but you catch my drift.

I move my car over to the parking lot and parked at the nearest place. I gently applied my make-up knowing clearly, that Cato doesn't like too much make-up. He said it distracts a person from the real you. Whatever that means. But I won't let that get to me, but still. I only apply a light lip gloss and powder. I walk over to the entrance of my school and I was shocked by the faces of those I passed. I even heard some remarks.

"Wow, she's so pretty,"

"So that's what Glimmer looks like without make-up,"

"Damn, she's so good looking. I wouldn't mind dating her," A boy said and a girl immediately scoffed. And what she said got to me.

"Don't, I heard she's really cruel and mean," The girl said as the boy sighed.

I may be mean but I'm not really cruel. Yes, I threatened Katniss, Prim and nearly every girl near my past boyfriends, but I'm not really cruel. Am I?

I walk over to my locker to take out a few books and headed over to talk to Cato.

"Hey you," I ask enthusiastically. He turns around and flashes me a grin.

"Hey, how's it," He asks.

"Great, and about my offer? Will you go with me?" I say hopefully. I asked him to walk with me to the park yesterday. I know it's a little too early but, hey I'll grab any chance I get.

"Sure, I'd love to," he says as he closes his gray locker.

"You know you'd have to design your locker," his face falls and immediately chuckled.

"I figured as much... Can I walk you to class?" He asks and I just nod. Turning away, with him following me to my first class. An hour of torment from human history.

Katniss POV

I walk over to the lunch room after the anguish of being in math. Why do we even need to know the quadratic equation? Or better yet, why would anyone buy sixty watermelons? It's just messed up and I might never know the reason.

I walk in to see Glimmer and Cato kissing in their table. What just happened? I shake my head and rolled my eyes and looked around. When my eyes trained on Peeta, he immediately jumped out of his chair and went over to me.

"Hey how're you. Sorry I wasn't with you awhile ago, I was late. I woke up late and had to finish my job before my dad allowed me to leave," I smile and he kissed me.

"It's okay. I'm just... worried about Cato," I say and he looks at me as we sat down at a table to see Clove, angrily stabbing her salad.

"Any reason for abusing that poor chicken?" I joke around, questioningly.

"She's with him again," she says angrily.

"Don't worry about it. He told me yesterday that he doesn't like her that way," I say and Clove raises and eyebrow.

"See," says Foxface, enthusiastically. "She probably just threatened him or something," I nod in approval.

I just hope that it really is like that. Cato seems to be happy. Even before I noticed it I'm staring angrily. Peeta noticed my angry face and place his arm on my waist to direct my attention to him. He puts his forehead to mine and looked into my eyes. I just loved his eyes. The blue colours really look good at him.

"Listen, don't mind him. I'm sure he'll see that Clove is right for him and not Glimmer. Just like I did with you," he says, seriously and I smile. He always has a way with words.

"Yeah, I'll just talk to him about it later on," He smiles and kisses me, but I immediately pulled away, not wanting to be stared at by the lunch room. I don't even believe in too much public display of affection. Luckily, no teachers are here, but I won't take my chances.

Peeta drives me to my house today. My dad had to do overtime at work. We pick Prim up, and went to my house. I didn't even bother with Cato. He just texted me saying that he'll be home by eight. I couldn't care less. He is legally my brother now, but I still feel like we have nothing in common. That really isn't a problem, but it still bothers me.

When we got home, Prim immediately ran up to her room to start on her project for Haymitch's class. Peeta shot me a grin and I smiled back, shaking my head.

"Do you want to do anything?" He asks and kissed my cheek. I loved how his kiss is so soft but still passionate. I sigh in my head, and laugh. What is this boy doing to me?

"I want to eat. I'm starved," I say. It's true. I haven't eaten since breakfast. I didn't really bother with my burger at the lunch room. Too distracted by what Cato and Glimmer are doing. Euh! It's not good to see your brother kissing a girl who tried to hurt in more ways than one.

"Okay, I'll make something for you," He says as he gives one final kiss and walks to the pantry to get some food. In a few minutes, he has already made pasta for two and some garlic bread.

"Sorry for using your ingredients," I shake my head and take a bite. It was heavenly.

"No problem, as long as you make food like this," I say, indulging in the taste, while he eats.

"It's nothing really, I was in a hurry," I give him a questioning look. "While we were kissing, I heard your stomach growling," He grins and envelopes me in a tight hug.

When we finished eating, we talked about school and just watched TV. Damn, what's this boy doing to me? Usually, this time around, I'm at my room; doing whatever homework my no good excuse for a teacher gives me at my old school. We were watching TV, when the door opened and Cato entered with a slight smile.

When he saw me he immediately gave me stern look and looked away. What happened to smiling boy yesterday?

"Hey, Cato!" I say as I walk over to him. He looks at me angrily and shook his head. I grabbed his arm and turned him around. Right behind me, I feel Peeta shuffling behind me. It wasn't hard. His footsteps are really loud. "What's wrong?" I ask.

"Nothing. Just that I know now, what kind of person you truly are," He growls at me. What's going on? I hold Peeta's hand to stop him from charging at Cato and talked.

"What happened?" I shout.

"Nothing! Just that I found out that you are a slimy little git who stole a guy away from Glimmer," he shouts at me.

"What?" I say as Peeta pounces on him, and pins him to the wall.

"Don't you dare talk to her that way!" Peeta says angrily. I've never seen him this angry before. I lead his hand away and looked at him.

"Sorry," He says. "He can't just talk to you like that," I nod my head and turned my attention to Cato.

"What did she tell you?" I ask.

"She told me that you stole Peeta away from her, and she showed me what kind of person you truly are," He says angrily as he walks away. I turn my attention to Peeta and he kissed me, and pulled me closer into a hug. I snuggle into his chest and think. What the hell did Glimmer do?

(A/N): Oh no! What did Glimmer do this time?

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