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A lot of you asked for Lemons. Don't worry, there will be, but in awhile. Cato will probably strike at Katniss when he snaps real good. The bad thing is that the lemon wouldn't be so good, due to FanFiction's rating guide…The violence and mature themes that'll happen later on in this story will not be descriptive-

Chapter 11

Fenced In

"Are you sure that it's okay to go back to our dorm now? Glimmer might be there. Who knows what she'll do."

"Absolutely. And what will she do? Hit us with her hairbrush?" Katniss replies with a smile, pulling out her keys. "She's probably still screaming about her hair."

Clove chuckles. "True. I can always take her down with my knives if she tries to attack me." Katniss opens the door and leads her in. "Only if Cato is there." She adds.

"If that's so, I guess I'll have to influence you to dislike him."

Clove giggles and steps in further the room with Katniss, fearfully slipping behind Katniss's back. Clove remembers that day when Katniss hid behind her when she was confronting Cato and his friends. Realizing Katniss was trying to help her the entire time, she smiles to herself; No one had ever been there for her so beneficially. At this moment, she knowledges that she needs to start returning favors even though they're both affected by Cato.

"We should kick her out." States Clove, eying her neatly folded bedsheets decorated with fluffy cushions. It seems like Glimmer hadn't been in the room since the incident. Katniss steps toward Glimmer's 'personal make-up desk'. She smiles mischievously down at her neatly ordered nail polish bottles, all lined up in the center of the table.

"What's that?" Clove asks, stepping toward Katniss.

Clove & Katniss knew exactly what to do.

Glimmer screams.

"Stay still, I'm trying!" Exclaims Marvel, who's clumsily spraying water onto Glimmer's precious blond hair. The long, silky hair has now been transformed into a huge orange-yellow mess. Her ends sticks out hideously from multiple strands that seemed like they're glued together. Marvel sighs and places his hand on Glimmer's cheek, caressing her, but Glimmer slaps his hand down.

"What are you doing? Y-You're just gonna give up?" .

Marvel sighs once again, and turns around to reach for the hairdressing scissors. "Not exactly."

"Y-You're going to use that?"

"There's no other choice. Unless you want your entire head to stay that way." He tested out the steel scissors before cutting off strands of her hair. Surprisingly, he is professional.

"I'm going to make sure she regrets it! And you and your friends will help me create the best revenge!" Glimmer growls, clenching her fists together. Marvel chuckles, impressed by her request as his slim fingers twirls around a strand of hair, carefully trimming bits of it.

When he's finished, he kindly asked Glimmer to rinse and condition her hair, proudly. Smiling, he closes the bathroom door behind him and returns to his bed. His phone beeps twice, informing that he's received a message. Reaching for his phone, he smiles foolishly to himself, already knowing who had sent it.

Did you calm Glimmer down, or is she still crying?

Marvel scoffs and texts back immediately.

No, Cato. Shes fine. I had to trim her hair a bit. She was disagreeing, but I promised her I'll help her with the little revenge she's planning. And that girl really has a hard shell and great temper, don't you think? ;)

Shortly, Cato texts back showing his hatred.

Yes, yes she does. She's just some skank that came from another poor district. She thinks she's stronger than all of us. Bitch, please. I'd love to see her break apart anytime soon.

And don't tell me you like her, Marvel.

Clove & Katniss sat on their beds, completely comfortable without the sight of Glimmer and the disgusting odor from her nail polish remover. Katniss finishes the last bit of her homework before falling into deep sleep. Clove daydreams, obviously about Cato and today's incident. She can't help but laugh when she replays Glimmer's reaction in her head over and over again. She hadn't even thanked Katniss for sticking up for her. She smiles while gazing at the ceiling, wondering what will have tomorrow.

"You're hungry again, Katniss?" Says a familiar voice.

It's Peeta, behind Katniss with his food tray. It is the morning of Saturday, Katniss and Clove decides to eat their breakfast at a buffet on the 30th floor. Of course, Katniss wouldn't expect Peeta coming up talking to her after what had happened that day.

"Peeta!" Katniss smiles, scooping up a spoon of carrots. "I didn't expect you'll be coming up to me and say Hi. How are you?"

"Fine! Fine as dough. You?" He said, clamping a halve of fresh bread with a bread clamp.

"I'm fine. As lamb stew." They both laughed loudly, barely catching their breaths. "I figured." Katniss exhales and finishes filling her plate with food.

"Hey, would you like a juice box—"

Katniss's head shot up when she heard a loud piercing cry.

There stood Clove, screaming and kicking on the floor with Glimmer on top of her. Katniss dropped whatever was in her hands and ran to Clove.

"What are you doing, get off of her!"

"Oh look, it's your friend again, trying to save you." Glimmer's voice is high and taunting; it almost scared Katniss.

Eventually, Glimmer does get off, with a smirk forming her face.

My eyes are falling out. Argh, i cant believe it's 3 a.m already!

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