I was wondering, baby

Would I make you my baby

If we did the unthinkable

Unthinkable ~ Alicia Keys

And I'm back! Sorry for the long but sports are a killer! We have multiple practices everyday. Anyways, go read my other story, The Change-Up. Thanks to all who reviewed, followed, and favorited! It means a lot! And happy late 4th of July everybody!

Glimmer POV:

I wake up without a hangover. Perfect. I see Marvel next to me, snoring slightly. I giggle and he wakes up. I begin to dress myself. Marvel comes behind me and wraps his arms around me, and whispers,"Last night was amazing." I gently unwrap his arms and turn around to face him. "Don't tell anyone about this, or else this is the last time. Ever," I say pointedly. He kisses my neck and then sneaks to a random room. I shower and make sure I don't smell like sex. I tie my hair into pigtails and dress into a tight white shirt with thin straps. I walk down the stairs, pretending to yawn. I see Clove pouring herself a cup of strong coffee. "Hey," I say sleepily. Clove looks around cautiously and whispers,"You had sex with Marvel!" I almost spit out my glass of peach tea. How did she know? I decide I can trust her with it. "Look Clove, one thing you should know, Cato hasn't even slept with me yet! I've waited for almost three years! And nothing! So you know what? I'm a girl. I have needs. Needs that cannot be settled by waiting," Clove rolls her eyes and mutters,"Slutty needs." I glare at her before turning on my heel and walking out.

Clove POV:

I'm still in shock. How could she use Cato and Marvel like that? She is such a slut! I walk away swiftly and drive to my car. I get in the car and speed off to my house. I reach my large light brown estate with the palm trees swaying ever so slightly. I park my car and unlock the door. "Clove, dear!" shrills my mother's voice. "We are taking a vacation, your father and I! You can have a few friends over, but don't you dare wreck the house!" And just like that they are gone. I'm used to it though, I mean, they are never home, but I really don't care. I think about who to call. Definitely not Glimmer or Marvel, I think to myself. I'm way too pissed at the both of them. I decide to call Cato, because he is the only person who isn't on my last nerves. I hear a knock on the door and know that it's Cato. I open the door and see him in a royal blue V-neck and straight jeans. We sit down on the couch and watch movies until we get bored. "Let's have a drink," I say to Cato. "I'm in the mood for a bottle of Whiskey," He states. I grab a bottle of slow-brewed dark whiskey, and pour us each a glass. We down the first one, then the second, then the third, and then countless more until we can't feel anything. I look at Cato, who is just as drunk as I am. Before I realize what's happening, his lips crash onto mine and we are racing to my room. The last thing I remember is my bra coming undone.

The next morning~

I wake up, undressed, and my face pales. I look at Cato who is waking up. He looks at me and his eyes widen in realization. I hear him mutter some profanity under his breath and then I understand something: I'm just as guilty as Glimmer. If not, worse.

Glimmer POV:

At school the next day~

I run my hands through my blonde locks. My plan would have worked perfectly if Clove hadn't found out. How did she find out? Then I realize something. If she tells anyone, then I can just use some dirt on her, like how she is still a virgin. Ridiculous, right? I smirk to myself and walk off to my classes. My classes go by quickly and lunch period is here before I know it. I see Cato and my blood boils at the slightest. How dare he refuse to sleep with me. Everyone wants to have sex with me. Suddenly, an amazing idea comes into my head. I walk up to Cato and whisper,"You, me, janitor's closet. Now. We are going to have some fun." I run my hands along his arm. He shrugs me off and sits down. I smirk. "Either you have sex with me right now, or I'm telling the whole school that Panem Academy's Golden Boy, the varsity quarterback and captain of the football team, is a virgin," I whisper. "Well that'd be lying, wouldn't it?" Cato says. "What? How?" I retort. He smirks and then leans to my ear and whispers,"Because I had sex with Clove."