I don't own The Hunger Games, and thank you for the amazing reviews. :)
"It was just…Incredible." Katniss sighed contently, leaning back on her bed.
"You sound pretty pleased." Clove smirked, settling down next to Annie on the couch in Katniss' bedroom. Clove's half-sister had never been one to go on about anything good, especially a boy, but she had been talking about Peeta Mellark for the past twenty minutes.
"She has a right to be." Annie grinned.
"Well, yeah. How is it possible to like someone who's the complete opposite of you?" Katniss wondered aloud.
"People that are your opposite fuck you over. Every single time." Clove snorted.
"This is about you and Cato isn't it?" Katniss asked, rolling over to face Clove with one eyebrow raised.
"There is no 'me and Cato'. Don't be stupid, Katniss." Clove laughed humourlessly
"There might not be, but there should be." Katniss said.
"You're starting to sound like Glimmer."
"Please don't say that. I hope that girl gets stung to death by bees."
"Okay, whatever." Clove smiled. Katniss and Glimmer had never exactly gotten along. Katniss thought her to be the typical blonde bimbo, and Glimmer thought Katniss was unsociable and 'up herself'.
"Subject change. Nice." Katniss muttered.
"Back me up here, Annie." Clove groaned.
"Sorry, Clove. I agree with Katniss, you should at least give him a chance." Annie said, flicking through a magazine.
"Why should I? He just mess everything up." Clove grumbled.
"I think he cares about you. Besides, that whole Darius thing was a week ago. He must have cooled down at least a little by now." Katniss said logically.
"I know he's cooled down. He's bought me, like, four bouquets of flower. Anyway, if he cared he would have left as soon as the press showed up on the doorstep." Clove sighed.
"Was he a ten?" Annie asked.
"What?"
"Was he a good kisser? Out of ten?" Annie asked, closing the magazine and placing it to the side.
"I don't have to answer that." Clove frowned.
"Answer and I'll let you come shopping with us." Annie smiled, attempting to bribe Clove.
"He's not gonna be there, is he?" Clove asked doubtfully.
"It's me, Annie, Peeta, Finnick, Jackie, Marvel and Thresh, Jackie's boyfriend. Oh, and Glimmer. Marvel invited her." Katniss said, scowling at the last part.
"Hmm…" Clove tapped her chin.
"It'll be fun." Annie promised.
"Fine then. He was a solid nine." Clove said, before leaving the room to avoid Katniss' smirk and Annie's grin.
…
Cato only had to knock once before Peeta opened the door.
"Well." He said, leaning against the doorframe. "Looks like I was right."
"Shut up. You're always right." Cato grumbled.
"Yeah, it comes in the job description."
"Job description?"
"Yeah. The asshole's best friend always has to be right." Peeta grinned.
"Oh, shut up." Cato frowned at him. "I know I'm an ass."
"What do you think would make her happy and not just you?" Peeta asked, folding his arms over his chest.
"Who?"
"The queen of England." Peeta rolled his eyes. "Clove."
"Oh. Well…She was happy with Darius." Cato sighed.
"And if she's happy you're happy, right?"
"I wish that were the case. I'll go talk to him anyway.
When Darius opened the door, he swung at Cato. Ducking, he narrowly missed the punch.
"Not cool, dude. I thought you were like a hippie. You know, peaceful." Cato frowned.
"Well, not all farmhands act as peacekeepers. What are you doing here, Woods? Come to rub in my face that you made out with my girlfriend?" Darius asked, narrowing his eyes at Cato. This guy is so dramatic. I thought I was the actor. Cato thought to himself.
"Firstly, we didn't 'make out'. We kissed for, like, five seconds." Cato rolled his eyes.
"That's five seconds too long." Darius scowled.
"Secondly, I came to ask you to give her another chance." Cato sighed. Darius looked at him suspiciously.
"Why?"
"Believe me when I say I want nothing more than to be with her. But I'm an ass, she doesn't want that. She wants you. I kissed her. I made the move, I'm an idiot. All she wants is you, so give her another chance?" Cato asked hopefully.
"No. Bitch needs to learn a lesson." Darius said. Cato grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and lifted him off of his feet slightly.
"Say it again. I dare you." He hissed, but Darius stayed silent. "She cares about you, and I think we both know that Clove doesn't care very often."
"It's a pride thing. I gave her everything and she threw it back in my face. I'm not gonna take her back, so I think you should just leave." Darius said. Cato glared at him for a few seconds before responding.
"Fine." He dropped Darius' collar. "But if you're not going to fight for her, I will."
…
"Come shopping, they said." Clove grumbled. "It'll be fun, they said."
"Oh, stop moaning." Glimmer slapped Clove lightly on the arm.
"I was fine until you dragged me to a Cato Woods shop!" Clove shot back. She didn't even know there was a shop in this city dedicated to him. Why would anyone want to run a shop dedicated to that moron? Clove had thought to herself as she was shoved through the door by Annie. The shop was filled with his CD's, DVD's, shirts with his face on, work from his previous co-stars and all sorts of merchandise that Clove would never be caught dead with. Glimmer was in heaven, running her hands over all of the different items.
"This is stupid." Clove sighed, poking a jumper with the title of his first album stitched on the front.
"You're just in a bad mood." Glimmer grinned.
"Hmm. I wonder why?" Clove snapped sarcastically.
"Clove?" Clove turned around at the sound of an all too familiar voice.
"What the hell are you doing here, Woods?" She hissed when she saw Cato.
"Finn arranged a signing here. It starts in four hours; I came early to avoid the mobs." He said.
"Ass." Clove muttered, rolling her eyes.
"I'm, um, performing a song I've written recently. Are you gonna come back and listen to it?" Cato asked nervously.
"No!" Clove yelled. "I hate you!" She ran out of the shop, away from Cato. She was mentally slapping herself, because she could feel herself forgiving Cato. She could feel herself falling for him the moment she looked into his nervous eyes.
"Well, that could have gone better." Cato muttered, back at the shop.
"We need her to hear that song, guys." Glimmer sighed.
"I have an idea." Jackie grinned, before whispering something in a doubtful Cato's ear.