A/n back to Cato's pov. Have any of you realized that I never write in lunch?
It's dinner time.
"Kat." I said.
I went to grab her hand.
"I'm terrified." She whispered.
"Of what?"
She let go of my hand.
"You."
She walked away.
"What?" I said.
Clove came up some time later.
"Marvel has made an alliance with Peeta." She said.
"What?" I almost yelled.
"I know."
"That's it. That's another head on my personal kill list."
"Cato. Please. Calm down."
We sat down and ate the grilled cheeses.
"Wanna know something, Clove?"
"Sure."
"When you came to the training center. I knew you were going to be here. You're talented."
"Thanks."
"I'm not done. Did you ever tell Nathaniel how you felt?"
"No. I just brushed it off. He..he would never. Why are you asking me this?"
I saw tears forming in her eyes.
"Cause he was my best friend. My neighbor. He wanted to tell you this, but then the Games got in the way."
"Cato. Just spit it out."
A tear was falling down her cheek.
"He loved you, too."
She cracked.
I never knew she could crack.
She started crying.
She was hysterical.
I tried to soothe her.
But she left.
"Cato!" I heard Zeus yell.
I had just tried to preform my best for the Gamekeepers.
"Clove, Cato. Let's sit down."
I see the familiar faces of Glimmer and Marvel.
They both got nines.
"And now for Cato Harper. A ten!"
Everyone started clapping.
"And now for Clove Anderson. Another ten!"
Zeus started blabbing on and on about we probably got the highest scores.
"Finally, in twelve. Peeta Mellark. And eight."
"Dough boy sucks." Zeus said.
"And now Katniss Everdeen. Well I don't believe this. An eleven."
Zeus grabbed the water pitcher and threw it at the television screen.
Clove just stared at me and smiled.
I had to see Katniss again.
One last time before the death game begins.