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A/N: I was bored of revising and learning for my French Speaking (think of me tomorrow when I have to do it - I suck at Orals!) so this came about. I haven't looked over it too closely, so there's probably mistakes, but I wanted to get this out because a reviewer said I didn't update closely enough. Do I not? I thought I was rather good at updating... Let me know what you think in the reviews? :)

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PART 1

Chapter 5

Cato was fucking bored. But he always knew there was something good about P.E. And as he stood, leaning against a goalpost playing goalie in their football (soccer-football not rugby-American-football) he had found the reason why. She was running rather quickly around and around the 400m track that encircled the pitch, her brown hair streaking out behind her. She had lapped her fellow female classmates numerous times and she had caught them up again. Cato wasn't doing much and he was fucking bored (had he mentioned that already?); usually he'd play on offence as the striker but today he was in goals 'conserving his strength for the upcoming match'. Cato had snorted at that excuse, Coach Brutus - now out of the cupboard and yelling at the boys (minus Peeta who'd been told to do weight training) - probably just wanted to make sure he didn't break any of his team mate's limbs by accident. It had, after all, happened before. Gale Hawthorne stood next to him, wearing a blue bib that made him stick out like a sore thumb. He was the side's other striker and Brutus had wanted him to get some practice, so here he was, the striker in the team AGAINST Cato. Gale warned his friend with the same uninterested expression he regarded the relationship between Katniss and Mellark - he had expected it to fall apart within a week but he soon found out Mellark had quite a hold on his Katniss. Cato was looking like a boy on Christmas Eve, having found his presents under his parents' bed, mischievous and possessive. Gale wanted to meet this new found toy of Cato's to see what kind of girl could hold him for more than a second - Cato had the attention span of a child on Christmas too. She didn't look like much in Gale's opinion and actually seemed like she would break in half if Cato touched her (judging by her height), but he also knew she had been trained - how else could she fly around a track like that?

Clove stopped for a moment and bent over, touching her toes without bending her knees. She had been a gymnast for quite a while before she became rebellious an began running - would gymnastics help in a fight? To a certain degrees maybe but running and stamina was far more important. She was breathing heavily but not panting like she'd heard some of the other girls which was a plus. She decided she had earned a rest and cast her eyes across the field, searching for something but not quite sure what. She looked at Coach Brutus for a while, wondering if he was somehow related to Cato (they both shared the same arrogant prick aura and defined muscles) and felt two sets of eyes on her. One was closer than the other and getting more so, and she realized it was coming from the group of jogging girls, lead by their queen bee. She didn't know the girl's name and so had to make something up. Queen Harpy Bitch seemed too long so she stuck with Blondie because she stupidly hadn't tied up her long waving blonde hair. Blondie's real name wasn't much better than Clove's nickname: Glimmer. It sounded like some fucked-up drug nickname – crystal meth – Clove would have decided if she knew her name - and even though Glinmer, herself, loved it (Clove would have snorted (Ahaha punny) and said, "She would, wouldn't she?" at that point) everyone else thought it was hilarious. The second set of eyes was rather more understandable, Clove thought dryly as she caught Cato staring. Understandable, but annoying. So she flicked her tied-up hair and started running again, all the time resisting a strange urge to stick her tongue out at him.

Cato grinned when he caught Clove looking at him, but it quickly vanished when she flicked him off like he was a bug on her shoulder. Grinding his teeth together, he tried to keep his expression neutral for Brutus, who was slowly ambling over, hulking like a tank. Brutus was still annoyed, more than annoyed, irate (the school's English teachers – Cashmere and Gloss – had recently taught him that word and he was dying to try it out. He hadn't realised he was being completely and utterly patronised whenever they talked to him yet.) because of Enobaria – the bitch who'd locked him in the cupboard. To make matters worse, he'd had to call for help until the caretaker came. Unfortunately, it wasn't the old man who'd rescued him, no, it was Johanna, the young, sexy caretaker who kept a chainsaw firmly strapped to her back in case a tree magically appeared on the school's grounds. She hadn't wasted anytime cackling at him when he was freed, which only added salt to the wound because he had a mega crush on her that he wouldn't admit.

"I'm irate." he announced it like it was the common thing to do, go around announcing one's feelings. Cato and Gale burst out laughing before trying to keep their faces neutral again (and failing epically).

"Why? Don't tell me you're still holding a grudge over Enobaria?" Cato peered at his coach who was taller than him only because Cato was slouching.

"How did you get out anyway?" Brutus thought it was some divine practical joke God was playing on him. When did kids get so goddam nosy anyway?!

"None of your damn business! Where's Mellark?!"

Gale snorted, not a good idea. "You sent him to do muscle training, sir."

The 'sir' bit appeased him a little but he was still so... irate.

"How impertinent! Go run five laps!" Another word Cashmere and Gloss had taught him. It was a wonder they hadn't taught him the wrong meanings for things...yet.

Cato was still snickering – which made Gale quite irate – when he realised that if he ran a few laps, he'd get to run with Clove.

"Haha, nice, impertinent. Did you swallow a dictionary or something?"

Brutus glared at him and Cato gleefully waited for his punishment. "That's it! You're staying in net for the entire P.E. Lesson!"

Cato's plan had magnificently backfired and Gale was still chuckling all the way to the track.

Ah, how sweet revenge feels.

Clove exited the changing room, sucking clean oxygen into her lungs.

That feels nice, she thought blissfully. She turned to go and skipped down the corridor, happy that all her spare energy was gone from running until she nearly passed out. She was feeling the familiar euphoria that set in after exercising (which I don't feel *sadness*) and was therefore, very content. Cato could be jabbering on about something in her ear and she wouldn't even care. She paused for a second in between strides. Yeah, I wouldn't even care. That was how happy she was, BRING ON CATO! But, unfortunately, like the idiot he was, he was still getting changed and completely missed out on his chance. Suddenly, Cato shivered. Was somebody thinking of him...? He ignored it and the looks he got from Gale from not having to do any laps.

Clove met with Marvel in the hallway, who gushed and gushed and gushed about his mathletics lesson. She could only nod and seem as if she was listening because she wasn't. She barely wanted to do the minimum of maths lessons she had to take a week, nevermind a few more hours of extra Further Maths.

"But it was so fun!" he exclaimed as she gave him her third withering look.

"I can imagine," She rolled her eyes before bumping into someone's carefully placed boney shoulder. She stared up at Blondie (Blondie was a little smaller than the average height too and yet she still managed to dwarf Clove).

"Hello...?" Clove started, questioningly.

"Stay away from Cato."

Clove was taken aback and then broke out into a smile.

"Get him to stay away from me." she told Blondie. Blondie wasn't too impressed.

"As if he'd stay near you for any length of time at will!" Clove raised an eyebrow and brought out her phone.

Cato better fucking answer, she thought as she clicked on Cato's number, labelled aptly 'Bastard #1' – Clove was anticipating meeting quite a few obviously.

He picked up the phone on the third ring and she put it on speaker. Blondie was silent as she listened to Cato's voice come through the small phone.

"Y'know, if you wanted to talk to me so badly, you could've come over to where I was on the field."

Clove smiled, "Why didn't you come over to me?"

"Ugh, Brutus wouldn't let me. If he would've, I'd be over by your side in a second."

"Really?" Clove was quite surprised by that revelation and faked a cheery voice, "Okay, thanks! Bye!"

She snapped the phone shut – it was one of those old, flicky ones. She desperately needed a new one.

"There." Her voice was back to normal – cold and bored. Marvel stifled a chuckle at Glimmer's face.

Blondie hmphed and stormed off, her entourage which Clove hadn't noticed before, following her with a single last glare thrown over their shoulders.

"Who was she anyway?" Clove grumbled, stuffing the phone back in her bag. Marvel put a hand on her shoulder pityingly.

"Glimmer," As predicted, Clove thought it was some fucked-up name for crystal meth, "Cato's ex."

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