Tonight was the opening ceremonies, according to Carrie, and there was a lot to be done before them. We still haven't met our mentor yet, but apparently there was some kind of a hold up, and he wouldn't be getting with us until the day before we enter the arena. Like that'll really help us, right? Luckily I wouldn't see much of Cato today, since we'd both be with our stylists for the most part of the day.

Before our stylist worked on us, we were told to be completely ridden of hair and any other bodily blemish that would hinder us from looking our absolute best. My preppers we dumbfounded by my the lack of hair and acne on my body, and did many run-throughs just to make sure their eyes weren't fooling them. With unsure looks on their faces, they hesitantly released me to my very own, personal stylist.

"Well, hello there, Bella. Your name suits you well." A man said, who was attractive in an odd way. His hair was a light red, with green eyes. Nothing like Edward, though, and his features paled in comparison to my breathtakingly gorgeous husband. But still, he was a sight for sore eyes. The odd part was, his eyes were rimmed in silver eyeliner and mascara, which brought out his green eyes miraculously. I gave him a small smile, and shook the hand he held out.

"My name is Lionel."

"It's nice to meet you." And, it was. He was the first close to normal looking and sounding person I've met so far on this entire trip, besides Cato, and he wasn't the exact desired company.

"Let's sit down and see what we can do with you." He directed me towards a love seat, and took my hands in both of his, closing his eyes. I didn't know what to do, but I wanted to be polite so I closed my eyes as well.

The room was silent for quite a while, and I was almost tempted to ask him if he was okay, when he spoke up.

"Your districts industry is masonry, but dressing you up as a knife seems kind of simplistic." I opened my eyes, and the mischievous gleam in his gaze reminded me of Emmett.

I ended up dressed in a deep grey metallic body suit, with black lace up boots that went to my knee. My thick mahogany hair was transformed into a mane of shiny curls that flowed sexily down my back. My eye makeup was smokey, and my lips were a deep red, making my golden eyes, which he'd repeatedly complimented, really stand out. I then realized his purpose was not to dress me up as an actual weapon, but make me appear sleek and shiny, but yet every bit as dangerous as any weapon would.

When I looked in the full mirror, I had to admit I looked pretty dang good. As I went out to meet Cato, I noticed he was in a similar grey metallic suit and black shoes, and together, we looked like one kick-ass team. He met my eye, and smirked playfully.

"Not too bad for a shy little girl." Somehow I knew he wasn't being fully mean. I grinned back and linked my arm around his, which was previous orders from Lionel to appear a team.

As all the tributes starting lining up in order of their district, I saw him. When we made eye contact, it took everything I had in me to not run over their, vampire speed, and throw myself onto him. So fast that no one else could hear, I whispered,

"I love you."

His returning smile was so quick that no one else but me could notice.

"I love you too, Bella."

I tore my eyes away from him unwillingly and looked forward. As soon as Alice and her tribute pair took their places in front of Cato and I, I wanted to throw my arms around her and never let her go. Oh how I hated this new world. I almost wished we would've up and left the country, went to Great Britain or even Australia. Anything would be better than this hellhole. I was soon brought out of my thoughts by a booming voice coming from the other side of the closer door in front of Alice and her tribute pair.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, please give a big round of applause to this years tributes! District one, please come out!" As soon as the door opened, the crowd went wild. Alice looked absolutely stunning in her diamond-covered full-length halter dress. I got a laugh out of the sparkling dress, since she was a vampire and all. I could also heard Edwards musical chuckle behind me. Now it was mine and Cato's turn.

We walked out into the blinding auditorium, and it seemed the applause tripled. Hoots and hollers were being thrown all over the place, and I couldn't help but smile at the appreciation our outfits were getting.

The walk continued until district twelve, and their tributes seemed to be the most mesmerizing of all. Both the girl and the boy had on jumpsuits that were dark as night, and capes that were aflame. Of course, it was a fake fire, but the overall picture was still jaw-dropping. The cameras were all over the boy and girl from district twelve, and I felt a little bit of jealousy rise up in me for the lack of attention on Cato and I.

As they introduced us, I found out the girl tribute from district twelve was named Katniss, and the boy Peeta. I looked over at Alice, and she seemed to be fuming. If anyone, she was one to want attention.

"You were a hundred times more beautiful." I whispered so that only she could hear, and her answering smile only proved my point.

As we were released to our rooms, we were ordered to go with our paired tribute, so there went my idea of at least walking next to Edward. When I got to my room, I immediately fumbled through the drawers to find something at least semi-comfortable looking that a human would want to wear to bed. After I changed, I went and jumped on the freshly-made bed. I turned out the light, pretending to be exhausted, hoping no one would interrupt. I was lost in my thoughts, when I overheard Carrie and Cato talking in the dining room.

"I thought those kinds of things were prohibited here!" I heard Cato say disapprovingly. Carrie sighed.

"They are, but every year someone always breaks the rules." What were they talking about? I'd always thought the Capitol was overly strict on things.

"But having physical contact with another tribute is strictly forbidden, especially affection!" Oh, no. Please not Alice and Jasper. I was beginning to panic, and I wanted them to continue talking so I could figure out what this was all about.

"It's not for you to worry about, district four will have to answer for their tributes mistakes themselves." Carrie explained, hoping Cato would just let the subject drop.

"It's not fair. If it was allowed, don't you think I'd have tried something with Bella by now? That chicks hot." At that, Carrie sighed even more in distress.

"We have a long day tomorrow, Cato, you should probably take some notes from Isabella and go to bed." That made me smile, especially when he snorted cockily. But then Carrie's words sunk in. District four will have to answer for their tributes mistakes themselves. Edward was in district four. There must be some mistake. Right? I was up and walking out of my room before I even knew it. I met Cato in the hallway, and grabbed his arm forcefully, probably more than I should have.

"Woah, watch it!" He shouted. I immediately felt bad, but I had to know.

"Sorry, but what were you and Carrie just talking about?" He was eyeing me weird now, probably wondering how I heard their conversation, and why the heck I even cared.

"Uh, just some idiots from district four who can't keep their hands to themselves." I couldn't find any words to say, and I'm sure I looked like an idiot.

"Are you sure? District four?" My voice broke, and I could feel my limbs locking up.

"Yeah, why does it matter?" His voice was sharp, and it took him a while to realize something was wrong. He looked apologetic. "Are you okay?" I tried to form the words, but I couldn't. Without thinking, I started to hyperventilate. I didn't even think such a thing was possible for a vampire. "I think you need to sit down".

I let him guide me to his room, where he sat me on the bed, then went to go get me a glass of water from the mini-fridge in his room. He brought it back to me, and I didn't want to be rude, so I downed as much of it as I could without spitting it out. I'm sure Alice has seen this, but there's nothing she could really do about it. Alice! She should have seen the apparent happenings between Edward and, and whoever! Why didn't she tell me? Anger grew inside of me, and before I knew it I was throwing the glass of water at the wall.

"Woah." Cato gasped, and jumped away from the broken shards of glass. He then stared at me in awe. "I've never seen a girl throw like that. Looks like I got lucky." A growl rose in my throat, and it took a good amount of energy to keep it from coming out. Lucky, ha. He sensed my un-amusement, and sat down next to me.

"So what was the reason for your spaz attack?" I sighed, I couldn't tell him the whole story, but I had a feeling he would not shut up until I at least told him something.

"The guy from district four reminds me of my ex, who basically cheated on me. And this whole ordeal just brought on a round of horrible, unwanted memories." He nodded understandably, and placed his hand on my knee.

"Hey, if he was dumb enough to cheat on someone as beautiful as you, you deserve way better." That made me smile a bit.

"Thanks." He then yawned, and I felt bad for keeping him up. "I'm sorry, you must be exhausted. I'll go and let you get to sleep." But when I tried to get up, my limbs were still locked into place from my anger, and it made me look like I was unstable.

"Oh no, you're not going anywhere like that. Just stay in here and sleep, I wont bite." I almost said, 'no, but I will'. My own ironic joke even made me laugh out loud. He looked at me weirdly, but brushed it off because I wasn't exactly in my right mind right now. He climbed into the bed, and crawled under the covers. As soon as his head hit the pillow, I could see his eyes droop even more than they had. Through a yawn, I think he said 'don't be shy'.

I shrugged, and climbed under the blistering hot covers. I then saw the problem- it was an electric blanket, and some idiot had set the settings on the highest temperature. I mentally cursed, because I could smell the sweat already developing on Cato.

"It feels like hell in here." He complained, and when he moved to push the covers off of him, his arm brushed mine. He cursed, and jumped back as if he had been shocked. "You're so cold!" He touched my arm again, experimentally, and sighed in relief. "Oh, that feels so good." I felt bad, since the heat was barely bothering me. I bit my lip, contemplating if I should go through with my idea. Well, it couldn't be any worse then what my husband had apparently done. Venom pulsed through my dead body in anger as I even thought about it.

Without a second thought, I scooted closer to Cato, pressing my body up against him as much as I could, and wrapping my arms around him to help cool him down. I could hear his heart race as his body sensed I was a danger, but his, er, man instincts obviously felt differently towards me. In no time, Cato had cooled off, and he eventually fell into a deep slumber.

And as he slept, all I could do was think about my betrayer of a husband, and how he was so going to pay.

Aloha! Before you guys hate me, I will promise that Edward did not cheat on Bella. Well, on purpose. I've just always had a thing for Cato, and I thought a little Bella-Cato action would be nice. (: But trust me, everything WILL. WORK. OUT. Just gotta bare with me and my little mixed-up ideas. I promise, it'll be fun. :D Hope you guys liked this, and leave me your thoughts about what you think really happened between Edward and his tribute pair, and/or what you want to see happen in my story. Love you guys!