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Clove

I stand in front of my mirror wrapping a scarf around my neck, making sure it properly covers the mark on my neck. There are footsteps coming down the hallway and I cringe waiting for what my dad is going to scold me about yet.

"Hey."

I spin around, smiling softly, "I thought Brutus cut you off from sugar cubes for the season."

"Eh, What he doesn't know won't hurt him." Finnick shrugs, popping another sugar cube in his mouth.

"I wasn't sure you'd come." I teeter on my feet, recalling the text message I sent him earlier.

"Of course I'd come CC, even if I was a giant ass hat all week." He admits sheepishly "Plus, we're family remember? We stick together..."

"Together forever." I reply, smiling and we finish with our intricate handshake we created when we were younger.

"We haven't done that in a really long time." He laughs, reaching his arms around me for a hug.

"I know." I laugh and we both plop down on my bed.

Finnick pops another sugar cube in his mouth, "So going out with Glimmer and her mom tonight?"

"Don't get me started." I moan leaning back on my bed so I'm looking at the ceiling.

"Did you even think about telling him how you feel?"

"I was thinking about it." I say.

He leans back on his hand and turns to look at me, "And you didn't tell him because?"

"He told me his thinking about sending me back to Connecticut to live with my Grandma."

"To finish the year at Vanderbilt?" He raises his eyebrows.

"Yes Finn, to finish the year at Vanderbilt. He says Cato isn't good for me, and going back to Vanderbilt will get me a better soccer scholarship for next year."

"Has he lost his mind? CC this was supposed to be our year, the only year we would have gone to the same school together. He can't do that!"

He springs up from my bed and starts frantically pacing around my room. I get up from my bed and step in front of Finnick grabbing his massive shoulders, to try and stop him from moving.

"Look, it's not definite yet. But, if I make anymore stupid moves it will be."

There is a low hum that erupts from my bed and I reach over unlocking it to see the text message.

Heard we're all going out to dinner tonight. Can't wait to see you ;) It should be quite a night. -Kensington

It feels like my brain just fell out of my head, and I am about to pass out any second. This can't be real, this has to be a joke. I sit down on my bed and hold my head in my hands letting out a long exasperated moan.

"CC what's wrong?"

I lift my phone off of my bed and hand it to him.

"You've got to be kidding me." He says.

He plops down next to me and wraps his arm around my shoulder.

"What am I going to do Fin? It was bad enough just Glimmer was going to be there, now Ryder too? Ahhh!"

This time my phone starts ringing in Finnick's hands.

"You may want to answer this."

"I tell whoever it is to go AWAY!"

"It's Cato."

Oh shit! I forgot I promised I'd tell him if anything happened.

I sit up straight as straight as possible and try to compose myself. I grab the phone out of Finnick's hand and press the answer button.

"Hello."

"Hey," His smooth voice projects on the other side of the phone, "I was starting to get worried. How did everything go with your dad?"

"Fine." I deadpan.

That's lie one. Let's see how many lies I make before this conversation is over.

I hate lying to Cato, I really do. I just don't want to worry him about what is going on. How am I supposed to tell him my dad, his role model, doesn't like where our relationship is going? Or the fact that I may be going back to Connecticut in the near future.

Okay, breath. No reason to freak out.

"Clove, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm fine."

Lie two.

"Clove don't bullshit me, I know when something is bothering you. Tell me what is going on?" He says in a stern voice.

I can tell his anger is starting to rise, and the longer the two of us stay on the phone together a whole in the ozone layer may explode; with his anger and my stubbornness this is not going to end well. I take a deep breath trying to compose the bubbling anger deep in my stomach.

"Cato, nothing is bothering me and everything is fine. Trust me."

Lie three.

"Well, I don't." He barks.

I choke on my air.

I never thought I would have heard that statement out of Cato's mouth. He doesn't trust me. Becausemy whole week has been all rainbows and bubbles, I just needed him to throw that in my face. I sit next to Finnick speechless for a few minutes, while holding the phone to my ear. I am trying to control my anger as best as I can... you know what screw trying to keep my anger in check. That pissed me off.

"What?" I shriek "You don't trust me?"

"I can tell in your voice you're hiding something from me. I'm coming over." He growls.

"No, you can't come over. I'm leaving soon to go out to dinner with Glimmer and her mom and my dad. I will be home in a few hours and will call you. Just trust me on this one, everything is fine."

"Yeah, if you call going out to dinner with the devil and her mother fine." Finnick mutters next to me and I slap him in the arm.

"I love you." I mutter in the phone.

There is no response and the line goes dead.

"Could this day get any worse!" I moan and lean my forehead on Finnick's shoulder.

Finnick

The tension at this dinner is so thick I feel like I am going to suffocate. That is going to be nice when my tombstone reads "Finnick Odair suffocated on excessive amounts of awkwardness."

Clove has spoken a total of ten words this whole night so far and most of them were to the waiter. She's kept her head down looking at her food only looking up to smile or nod her head.

I have the unfortunate pleasure of sitting next to Ryder during dinner, but there was no way in hell I would let him sit next to Clove. It's in my job description as big brother and best friend, protect her from stupid assholes like Ryder ... and Cato. That, however, isn't anything new.

As the waiter comes around placing out food on the table, Glimmer's Mom who may I add looks like a scary version of Glimmer-and by scary I mean too much work done on her face- decided to speak to Clove for the first time that night.

"So Clove," She says tossing her bleach blond hair over her shoulder "I've heard from Glimmer you are dating her old boyfriend. It's such a shame to be sloppy seconds isn't it?"

I choke on my water and out of the corner of my eye I see Clove's grip on her knife gradually tightening to the point where her knuckles are white. I place a hand on her arm closest to me and lightly squeeze it.

"CC put the knife down." I mutter under my breath.

"I can't do it Finn." She seethes through her teeth.

"I know and I don't blame you. You're doing this for your mom remember? Pull yourself together for her. You're a bigger person than them."

She takes a long and deep breath and gently places the knife down on her plate. She plasters the most fake smile on her face I have ever seen that I have to hold back a laugh.

"Well, that may be correct yes. You may want to take a look at your own daughter first, Mrs. Cromwell. If I remember correctly Glimmer knowingly hooked up with Ryder, who was still dating me at the time. So it's such a shame that you find the need to call your own daughter sloppy seconds as well."

Clove goes back to eating her dinner like nothing happened.

"That was brilliant!" I snicker shoving my steak down my throat.

The look Clove's dad gives us, however, is not so excited about her response.

A flicker of blond hair behind a menu catches my attention, I watch it for a few more minutes then finally realize who it is.

I think we may have bigger problems right now.

"Clove," I mutter "Corner booth to the right, behind the menu. You may want to check it out."

She shifts her head in that direction and immediately rolls her eyes.

"I'll be right back." She moans, pushing up from the table.

Clove

I walk up to the table Finnick pointed out to me and sure enough behind one of the three menus is Cato's blond hair. I decide to play a little trick and pretend to be the waitress coming to take their order.

"Are you boys ready to place your orders ... of why all of you are here without telling me?"

The menus around the table go down revealing Peeta, Marvel and Cato in the middle. I don't care about Peeta and Marvel right now, I stand crossed arm scowling at Cato. He gives me an equal ravenous scowl.

Ohh this is going to be fun. Neither of us, quite in the mood to be on our best behavior.

"Cato we need to talk, right now."

He gets out of the booth without saying a word and follows me outside and around the corner of the building.

"What the hell Clove?" He growls at me.

"Says the man who just so happened to show up at the same restaurant I was out to dinner. How the hell did you know I was here?"

"In all of South Hampton this is the only place Glimmer and her mom go to. So it wasn't so hard to figure out. What the hell is going on?"

"What do you want to know?" I snap.

"I want to know why you didn't tell me Ryder was going to be at this dinner and out of all people you take with you to dinner you choose Finnick. I thought I was your boyfriend."

"Cato, your jealousy is showing."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"I didn't tell you Ryder was coming because I knew you would act like you are now. What that means is remember that talk we had in your sister's room about my relationship with Finnick? I thought you understood there is no reason for you to be jealous."

Cato paces back and forth running his hands through his hair.

"Fine Clove you caught me. I'm jealous of you and Finnick. How do you think I felt walking in here and seeing you with him?"

"Cato, he's my best friend. That's it! He loves Annie. I don't love him. I don't love Peeta or Marvel. I love you! If you can't get it through your head I don't know what to do anymore."

Finnick

Clove walks back into the restaurant about ten minutes later, her face is red and splotchy and her hands are shaking uncontrollably. She sits down next to me and lets out a soft whimper.

"CC?"

"Don't push it, Finn."

"CC, come on. What the hell happened out there?"

She takes a shaky hand and reaches for her water glass, she takes a sip and places it back on the table.

"I broke up with Cato."