Thanks for the one person that voted (even though it was creepishly)! BUT, I think that CatoxPatience is EXTREMELY perverted, seeing as the same person writes their POVs, and the fact that Patience is only 13-14, and Cato is 17-18. CREEPY!

ANYWAY...here is the chappie written by PurpleandBlackPandas.

Cato's POV

"Apologize to her," Was all my foggy brain heard. What just happened? Am I too clueless at this girl situation, or is this normal?

"Umm... What did I do?" Was all I managed. I was, oh, so confused. How was I supposed to react?

"Cato? You just let a girl," The pixie girl was interrupted by Clove.

"The District 4 whore."

"Right, the District 4 whore, you just let her practically pull you into the bathroom and fuck you! Don't you think you should have been a bit more observant?" She drilled. Wow, pixie girl has some guts. When I didn't answer she got a bit mad, "Don't you?" She demanded. I just nodded. She looked pretty satisfied with that.

"Cato, let's just go. Almost time to leave anyway," Clove breathed as they began letting everyone out. I followed silently. I did catch Celeste giving me a few lustful looks, but I decided to let those through for the time passing.

Once back in my train compartment I laid down miserably. I was utterly lost between Clove and Celeste, my brain was probably turning to mush as I thought, and now my plan may never work. Wonderful training session, don't cha' say? I rolled over, moaning, and attempted to sleep, though it was no where near when I usually fall asleep.

"Ugh."

When I woke up, I had apparently missed dinner, but was up too early for breakfast. The weirdest part? Clove woke me up. At six or so in the morning. Odd...

"Cato, I, uhh, I'm sorry... For yesterday," She started, but to save trouble I clamped my hand over her mouth.

I smiled, a bit out of character. "Yes, Clove. I get it. It's nothing. Let's just move on," I told her, before pushing her up and climbing out of bed myself. I an pretty glad I actually slept in clothes last night. "C'mon, why don't we see if we can't get them to start an early breakfast? Won't be that much of a change."

Patience's POV

After the training session I was up to my ears in worries, doubts and frets. What if Clove doesn't want me as an ally? She was the only one I appealed to. What if Cato wants to kill me for what I did? He could crush me between two of his toes without blinking an eye. What if I don't make it past the first day of the Games? A very likely possibility.

But, and this may be the only peice of knowledge I have, I can not let anything get to me. Ever. That could ruin my only chance of surviving, which is small. Buuuuuuut, let's be serious now and get to the good part.

After training, as I was heading back to my room, Ferrera decided it would be a good time to visit. As you might have known, I'm trying to stray away from him, and maybe even forget his existence. But of course he wouldn't let me do that, so you see where I end up.

So when I exited the training arena, or whatever you're supposed to call it, I wasn't too surprised to find him waiting for me. "Patience, what the hell did you do in there?" He asked. But me, trying to still ignore him, continued walking. And of course he didn't understand. "Um, hello? Patience in there?"

"What?"

"Fine, then, I'll just be leaving," He said before awkwardly stomping away because of his foot. The boy is so annoying.

And now I'm in bed, attempting to sleep. Everybody has more training tomorrow, and I'm pretty sure nobody wants it. So we will savor the sleep we have and speed through the day tomorrow. The only good thing I have come across in the past week I've been here was the food. Yum. They sure know how to cook in the capitol. Ha-ha, now I will stop drooling over the food.

Back to reality. So, no allies, no death threats (yet) and no sleep. What a wonderful day I'm going to have! I rolled over and bed, and attempted to drift into unconsciousness, with luck, thankfully.