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Disclaimer: I am not Suzanne Collins, so this is not mine.

~ClatoIsReal

"Clove. Wake up sweetie. Don't want to be late for training now do we? Cato will be there. Oh yes, Clove. Cato-" Kelly didn't get to finish her thought because of the pillow chucked at her face.

" Ahhh! Clove what the heck was that for?"

"Not my fault you decided to wake me up with your face a centimeter away from mine."

"Most NORMAL people don't chuck pillows randomly at peoples' faces."

"Lucky for you, I'm not normal."

"Well anyways, let's go, we only have an hour until breakfast."

"An hour that can be spent sleeping." With that comment I get the pillow in my face.

"Fine, I'm up." I took the next 5 minutes to get ready, throwing on our training uniform, comfortable gym shorts and a t-shirt, and putting my hair in a high ponytail.

"I'm ready now, happy?"

"Very." And with that Kelly went off skipping down the hall. When we got down to the gym Cato was the only other person there like always.

"What took you guys so long? Normally you're the first here," Cato asked. It was true. Cato always took ages to get ready.

"Miss Clovey over here didn't want to get up. Took me ages to get her out of bed."

"It didn't take you ages!" I protested, knowing that with these two it was probably futile.

"Your right, it only took me an hour."

"It didn't take you an hour!"

"As funny as it is watching you two fight about this, we might want to actually train."

"Whatever," he just always had to be right. Nonetheless I still sauntered off to my precious knives. I had gotten into this way where once I started throwing my knives, it was hard to get me to stop, only Kelly or Cato could get me out of my trance sometimes. And even then they could only do it by yelling at me. Except today. Today Cato decided it would be fun to not even bother stopping me. He just took the knife out of my hand, threw my small body over his shoulder, and carried me down to the dining hall.

"CATO!" I yelled at the top of my lungs while pounding on his back. "PUT ME DOWN RIGHT THIS INSTANT! CATO!"

"Sorry, sweetheart, not gunna happen."

"Ugh! You know sometimes I hate you!"

"Love you too, Miss Clovey."

"Don't call me that!"

"Whatever, Clovers." I'm sure as we entered the dining hall we looked pretty weird, three 16 year olds, one giant one with a small girl slung over his shoulder pounding on his back, and another girl walking behind them laughing her butt off. To my dismay Cato didn't let me down until we got through the line to our table, and even then he just pulled me onto his lap.

"Caaattooo," I whined, sounding like a 4 year old.

"Clooovee," he said back in a mocking tone.

"Keelllyyy," both Cato and I looked across the table to see our friend looking back at us innocently.

"Why are you guys looking at me like that?" With that comment the three of us just burst out laughing, especially Cato, who loosened his grip around my stomach. I used his laughing fit to my advantage and slid off his lap to the opposite end of the table. Cato pretended to not notice and he and Kelly just ignored me. Sadly though, I left my food on the other end. Cato noticed this and as soon as he finished his plate, he moved on to mine. This sent me flying back there.

"Give me that, Cato!"

"Nope!"

"Please!"

"Not gunna happen."

"Why not?"

"I'm hungry."

"So am I! You already ate all your food! I've barely had any of mine!"

"Not my problem," This whole time he had continued eating MY breakfast.

"But I want my food!"

"That stinks for you!"

"Cato! Give it back!"

"Not until you start acting nice to me."

"I am nice to you!"

"Ow. My back hurts. I think I got a beating from a midget," Cato says with mock pain.

"Oh no! Poor Cato!" I say with sarcasm covering my voice.

"You know, a back massage might help, especially if someone wants to eat."

"You just live to make my life miserable, don't you?"

"All my life."

"Ugh." With that I stood up and gave Cato his stupid back massage. As I rubbed his back Cato pretended to moan in relief. Kelly just laughed at us.

"One day, Cato, you should be an actor. And can I have my food now?" I asked when I had sat down after finishing.

"Yep," and then in front of me there was an empty plate.

"Cato! Where's my food?!"

"Sitting happily in my belly," he replied while slowing rubbing his stomach.

"Ugh! The nerve of some people!"

"C'mon Clove! You still love me!"

"Maybe."

"I'll take that as a yes." And all of sudden, he's gone, running back to the gym, I suppose.

"You guys are so cute together," of course Kelly thought that. The girls a hopeless romantic, always having a sweet spot for couples. And it's rare to see her without a boyfriend.

"Shut it Kel."

"I mean it Clove, I never thought you guys would get the guts to actually talk to each other about it, but I was wrong, and I'm so glad I was."

"What do you mean?"

"Like I said last night, you guys are the only two that haven't noticed how deep you're in."

"Whatever, Kelly, we have to get to training."

"Breakfast doesn't end for another 20 minutes."

"So? We can't just sit here and do nothing."

"Sure we can."

"Bye," I walked away from our table then, and like I expected, there was Kelly, right behind me.

"I thought you were going to sit and do nothing."

"I decided that'd be boring, plus I don't want to look like some lonely freak."

"Yeah, okay."

We got back to the gym, and worked for the rest of the day, only stopping for meals. When the official day was over, this year's head trainer, Jake, gathered us up and told us that we couldn't train longer, that the gym was closed for the night. With groans, Cato, Kelly and I left the gym. All of sudden, Kelly ran away claiming that she wanted to clean or something, leaving Cato and I alone.

"Want to take a walk, Clove?"

"Where?"

"Nowhere in particular, just around."

"Sure." We decided to go outside, and lay down looking at the night sky.

"It sure is pretty out tonight," I stated. And it was. The stars were bright and the moon was full.

"It's no competition for you, Clove," Cato said, squeezing our intertwined hands.

"Cato, I know we only got 'together' yesterday, but have I ever told you how much I love you?" I asked turning towards Cato in the process.

"No, how much?"

"So, so much. Words cannot describe how much. More than the distance between Earth and the farthest star in the sky."

"Well think of how much you love me, and triple it, that's how much I love you."

"That's not possible. I love you too much."

"It's true."

"Nope."

"It is."

"Whatever."

"As long as I love you, and you love me, I think we're okay."

"Me too, Cato, me too." And when his lips met mine, I felt like everything from that moment on would be okay, nothing would ever touch us. Eventually we pulled apart, but for the rest of the night, we just lay together, talking, and looking at the night sky.

"Well, I guess we better go before Kelly gets worried, curfew's soon anyways." Sometimes I hate how Cato's always right. "Up you go Clove."

"Fine." But when I didn't get up Cato just picked me up bridal style and carried me up to my room. By this point I was struggling to stay awake, so I didn't fight him. Plus it felt so good to be in his arms. He popped open my door quietly and set me down on my bed gently as to not wake Kelly.

"Goodnight Clove," he whispered as he kissed my forehead lightly.

"Goodnight Cato," and for the second night in a row, I fell asleep with a smile on my face.

There it is... So yeah. I wrote a song! Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy, you read my story, review it maybe? Haha I'm a genius! G'nite guys! ~ClatoIsReal