Clove's POV
My hand ran across the million different dresses in my closet. Unable to pick, I turned to Glimmer and growled, "I hate dresses."
Pink, yellow, gold, blue, orange, green, purple, silver, red, white, black, flower print, fell down to my legs, fell to my ankles, fell to my knees, fell right above my knees there were too many dresses that my mom had bought me. I couldn't care less about dresses, but with two older brothers my mom wanted me to act like a girl. Since my parents are fashion designers for The Captiol we have tons of money, so of course my mom bought these useless dresses.
"Oh Clove, you look good in them, just try one on for me?" Glimmer smiled trying to get me to fall for this stupid dress trick so I picked up a peach colored dress hidden toward the back of my closest and held t up against my body giving Glimmer I-hate-this kind of look and she laughed. "There, that's pretty now look, I got to go get myself ready for the party and I will see you in an hour." Without another word she gave me a small hug then found her way through our maze of a mansion.
I walked to my mirror, holding the dress in front of me, turning from side to side but I knew I just needed a glimpse to know I was not wearing this god-offal dress. Rolling my eyes I dumped the dress in the garbage and walked over to the other part of my closet. I picked up some skinny jeans, and a top I had never worn before. It was a dark blue and ruffled out from the front. I shoved on some heels and left my hair in its waves. I took my phone and suddenly I heard the doorbell ring. Quickly, I shot down through the halls to the door. Who the hell is it? Opening the door, my heart stopped in surprise as I stood face to face with Marvel. He was holding a beautiful bouquet of red, white, and pink roses and he stood there in his regular jeans and a t-shirt.
"Hi." I said trying not to be awkward. "Come in."
"Thanks, hey I was wondering if I could take you to Glimmer's party tonight? I was meaning to ask you before but you looked umm busy. So sorry about the short notice." He tried to look me in the eye but I could tell how nervous he was. I didn't know what to say, yeah Marvel was on the football team and really athletic, but I never looked at him like this.
Words rapidly came from my mind from question, "How did you find my house?"
This question not only caught me off guard but Marvel too. "Glimmer."
That bitch. She knew I didn't like anyone and no boy had ever done this before. My thoughts tumbled over each other and I felt like choking. "No. Look Marvel sorry that Glimmer set you up you should go." I pushed him out the door as he was trying to say something but I didn't want to hear it. I was too pissed at Glimmer since she knew I didn't want to go out with anyone like her and Cato and I thought she respected that. I slammed the door and ran through the halls, in the dim light as I found our private gym.
I am a skilled knife thrower and have always been since I was two. I picked up some knives and threw them against the wall designed for anger like mine. I twirled in the air, hitting each target without mercy and let out the word Glimmer with every hit. After an hour of this, I sat down grasping the blades of the knives in my palms making them bleed. "Ughhhhhhh!" I screamed as I threw the knives at the wall then got up and walked to our garage. Since my whole family was gone on a ski trip, I had the house to myself which seemed to always be the case. I jumped into my black corvette and took off to Glimmer's house.