"Finally! I need a ride!" Kat pulled Clove into her room.
"When did you even get here?" Clove laughed.
"Like three minutes ago, Carmen said you had gone for a bath." Clove nodded.
"Okay, it's Peeta and I's one month anniversary, so I was going to head over to his place and surprise him. I need a ride, my mom took my car." Kat whined.
That explained why she was wearing a tight, low-necked dress, six-inch heels and tons of makeup.

"Alright lets go," she laughed.
The two drove over to Peeta's and Kat bid Clove goodbye before ringing the doorbell.
"Sir is upstairs in his room," Vincent the butler said as soon as he saw Kat at the door.
"Thanks," she smiled and ran up the stairs and made her way to Peetas room.

That's when she walked in on something she really wished she hadn't seen.
From where she was standing near the door all she could see was the girl.
She was a red head with wavy long hair, but it wasn't ginger, it was a very dark intense shade of red that was definitely not natural.
Her bronze skin on the other hand did look natural.
Kat could hear her moan and see her bare legs wrapped around a torso.
She couldn't believe it was Peeta, and she didn't believe it was Peeta.

Up until the girl stopped what she was doing to look at Katniss.
And the moment Peeta's head rose up, she stopped breathing.

Everything in the world just went mute as she ran down the stairs.
The tears forming in her eyes clouded her vision and she tripped on one of the steps.
She slid of her heels and continued running.
Peeta was at the top of the staircase half naked, screaming something at her, but her world was mute.
She ran out the door and into the frosty evening. She ran a couple of blocks and stopped outside a café hoping Peeta wouldn't find her here.
She dialed Cloves number and told her what she saw and to turn around and come get her.

Clove drove up outside Peeta's building.
There she was her best friend, high heels in her hand, swaying in the wind.
Clove stopped the car jumped out and swung her arms around Katniss.
"I'm so sorry Kat!" Clove whispered as she stroked her hair.
Kat drew away and tucked the strands of hair behind her ears.
Then she started to cry, mascara running down her little Bambi eyes.

"I hate him" she whimpered as she wiped her tears with her dress.
Clove drove a completely suicidal Kat home, and spent the night, not wanting her to do something she'd regret.
The girls spent the day watching a bunch of chick flicks and drowning themselves in ice cream and chips.

Many across the town anticipate an event on the eve of this day.
Tonight was the summer gala.
The girls fished out their prettiest dresses from the back of their closets and stole their mother's highest heels,
while the boys spent their monthly allowance on a tux and a gift for their dates which they other wise would have spent on alcohol or weed.
Small town, not much to do, not much money, people get predictable.

Clove on the other hand, with the money that she had, decided that instead of buying a dress, she would get a piercing on her belly button, and so she did.
The summer gala was a ball held in the summer by the people of the town.
Every year it was held in a different high school in the area.

Everyone came! From children to parents to senior citizens.
Clove walked into the gates of Darwin Prep in a pair of combat boots,
ripped black jeans and a midnight blue spaghetti strap crop that read 'Come And Get It' across the chest.
It was short enough to revealed her new piercing she got the other day.
Before coming, the three downed a couple of shots back at the dive.

Clove was a little bit sloshed as she walked in, her two trustee sidekicks by her side.
Clove didn't know how she was going to avoid her mother who was going to be attending.
All three had by all chances come with dates. Neal Perez, the gorgeous football freak on steroids,
accompanied Clove to the event she believed was a concentration camp.

Finnick had convinced Annie to go with him after hours of negotiation.
After Kats messy breakup, she was almost sure she wouldn't find anyone to go with.
But she managed to snag Tristan Hemmingway, the drummer for the school orchestra and three times inter-school literary quiz winner.
He was a good guy to say the least.

Flowery music played in the background as the girls sat by on one of the tables and chatted.
"Hey!" Cato smiled as he took a seat next to Annie.
He hadn't forgiven her for the Ben thing, but he had tried ignoring it as much as he could.
"Hey sexy!" Clove slurred as she winked at Cato.
"You're drunk? Really? Here, now?" He laughed patting Clove's head.
"She'll be fine" Annie laughed.

"What the hell are you wearing, Clover!" her mother pulled Clove aside from the group as she saw Clove dressed in, well, what she was dressed in.
"What? There's no dress code?" Clove shrugged.
"The dress code is implied Clover!" she grunted.
"Lucky for you! I have a spare dress in the car, here are the keys, go wear it." Her mother handed her the keys and walked away.
As big politicians, they couldn't risk these kinds of stunts.
Clove walked off into the parking lot with the keys before she saw a couple of figures behind a car.

"Failed to invite me to your little shindig did you?" Clove smirked at the group of boys with bottles in their hands.
She recognized one as her date, Neal.
"Sorry, there wasn't enough," Neal smirked.
She reached for a bottle but one of the boy pulled it away.
"How can I get in on this?" Clove asked.
"How bout you give one of us some action? I heard you do it pretty well," one of the boys laughed.
"Oh yeah, who did you hear that from?" she smirked, if Clove weren't tipsy, damn that would have pissed her off on so many levels.
"I have my sources"
"that's what you want?" she asked. All of the boys nodded in unison.
"Alright, whose beer is it?" she asked.
Neal put his hand up as he leaned against the brick wall.
Neal Perez with his beautiful eyes and glossy chestnut brown hair gave Finn a good run for his money.
"Well buzz of you three," Neal shooed away the other boys.
Clove smirked.
The music from inside the school blared through the clear night, they had no trouble hearing it from where they were.
Lady Marmalade was playing as Clove walked closer, oh the serendipity.