A/N: I'mmm bacckkk :) This will be a long author's note just to tell you everything that has happened since I last updated, etc. Life has been hectic, I will not be continuing my other story, as you can see, I deleted it- you won't find it even if you had this fantastical computer nerd by you that could do it. IT IS GONE FROM THE WORLD WIDE INTERWEB! Why? That is probably what you are asking the screen, so I will answer. I didn't like it. The relationship between the two were going to fast, the plot sucked, and I was feeling the vibes from it. Problem? Suck it up, I may edit it and put it back up or maybe I won't. I DON'T FEEL IT, SO IT HAS VANISHED.

However, this story is still going good for me even though I haven't updated for like... eight months. Anyway, school, family issues, and sports are why I haven't continued this story since September. But have no fear I will be updating now! If you want to know when, you can PM me, but if you want to actually know the dates now, it will be every other weekend (Sat/Sun). If this doesn't float your boat please don't get mad at me, it's my story and my choice. If you would like to convince me to do quicker times or other days please tell me. If anyone really hates me by now, please don't, I'm only human.

I play first base on my softball team and I am one of the captains. This sport goes on year round and I have a serious commitment to my team. Because we travel around to play, I didn't have any time to update which made me quite sad. Sure, some of you might say: why didn't you do it on your phone? Or, didn't you have any free time? We were not allowed to use our phones during practice or playing time because it apparently distracts us from our focus points. And, sure I had some free time, but I had to spend time doing homework, family time, and sleep! This story wasn't constantly on my mind.

Another point that has severely hindered me from updating, is my family. I'll sum it up for you because I don't want to go on a rant. My parents are divorced. My dad is lazy and not that great of a dad. My mom works as a teacher five days a week and because of my dad she sometimes loses her patience. And lastly, my brother is an eleven year old rebel, who's hard to control.

I know this is starting to feel like a diary where I am pouring my heart and soul out to the readers, but I just wanted to explain this complicated dilemma so you all know why I suddenly fell off the face of the earth. This chapter is short compared to those already updated and those that will be coming in the future. And by short, I mean like a little over 500 words short. Please, do not comment on how I should've wrote more or that because I haven't updated in such a long time, I should make it up and right 10 pages. I will seriously cry if I see them.

This chapter starts where it leaves off (Cato will be with Katniss and see her talent). Cato's POV ONLY this chapter! I hope you like my much wanted chapter. Enjoy!

Cato POV

I now know why I want to be back in France. I love the food, here in America it absolutely sucks compared to ours. This is what I have been thinking about while eating my breakfast. I assumed it was cheese and bread, but I'm seriously doubting it now.

If only Katniss was here. Ah, Katniss, mon cherie. She could be brightening my day just with a smile or an amount of words from her mouth. I could also be having one of those delightful Italian brie sandwiches, but non.

It has been about three days since I last talked to the princess. I know I made sure that my phone number was right! I even checked it when I wrote it down for Katniss. Maybe she doesn't want to keep in touch? Ouch, that would hurt. Miserably, I slowly get up from my chair in the kitchen and shuffle towards my bedroom. Sleeping the rejection off might soothe the pain.

With my face towards the pillow, I scream many offences in French. I did this so loud, that I didn't even hear my phone ring. Without looking at the Caller ID I bellowed, "Fort?"

No one replied and I was beginning to lose my patience. I growled into the Blackberry, "Je n'ai pas le temps pour ça maintenant. Que voulez-vous, imbécile! (I don't have the time for this right now. What do you want, you imbecile?)"

"Cato?" I firm voice questions hesitantly and I gasp angrily. Fuck, it was Katniss and now she thinks I am some bipolar idiot!

Summing up a lie, I respond politely, "Katniss, ma belle. When I answered the phone I spilled my coffee. I just cursed in pain, je suis désolée (I'm sorry). Anyway, how are you?" I hope she disregards my actions from before.

"Oh, it's fine. I get pissed off like that too. And I'm good, just got to work- you?"

"I'm at my apartment, love. I just consumed the most disgusting breakfast I have ever had in my whole entire life!" I exaggerated. My demeanor changes when I am with the beautiful girl that is Katniss, and I am perfectly fine with that.

"It probably wasn't that bad, Cato. Listen, I need to start my shift, but maybe you can come down here? I will make you an even better breakfast and we can talk about your offer."

I wonder if she is talking about the archery offer. I hope that's the case. "Sure, babe. I'll be there in a half an hour."

"See you then, Cato. Bye!" her lovely voice replies.

"Salut, vous belle créature! (bye, you beautiful creature)."

About 45 minutes later

My life is officially ruined. Why? One might ask- to which the reason is that I'm stuck in traffic! My hand feels the wind wisp around from the climate around us. Though the sun is blaring, the temperature is very cool. My anger is rising and I think I might bash my head against the steering wheel.

Finally, I reach The Hob. Even though I am about fifty minutes late, I hope Katniss can forgive me. I couldn't bare the fact of her being cross with me- that would be trés, trés mauvais (very, very bad).

I gradually walk in, only to hear a strange commotion. There at the counter is Katniss and a customer that looks furiously unsatisfied. The beautiful girl has an irritated face with a pinch of sarcasm and agitation- feisty, the way I like it.

Just as the commotion starts to settle down, the customer has one last thing to say to Katniss. This obviously wasn't a compliment because the man's face was met by one mean punch.

Wow! She is one of a kind. Forget team France- go team Katniss!

A/N: I said it was gonna be shortttt. This is not a cliffhanger and there was no flirting between the two, it was just a 'hey, I'm alive' chapter. Or a filler as you may call it. Please comment to show that some of you still have some interest in my story. I'm sorry if this disappointed you, but atleast I wrote something. I will be updating on June 29th. Set it on your calendars and be ready, that chapter will have serious information about Cato's life and maybe a pinch of romance. PM if you have any problems, questions, facts, praises, or if you just want to say hello :) I will surely respond.

Leave a comment! I would like 57 atleast? I might be asking for too much since I haven't done anything in the last eight months, but it's worth a shot ;)

Comment, favorite, and PM me ;D

Have a great beginning of the summer, see you on the 29th:

~FM