Happiness Right Before Death – A Glimmer/Cato fanfic

Chapter 2

Glimmer's POV

I woke up for the third time and looked at the wall clock hanged right beside the door. 1:00 AM. Why did I agree to have the room with air-conditioning? Whenever I turned it on, I freeze. When I turn it off, I melt. I absolutely did not sleep well in that room ever.

Fuck this. I'm switching with Marvel.

I got up and put on a pair of pj's, since I slept (or at least tried to sleep) with just my underwear on. Either way, with pj's or without pj's, I was deprived of the deep, cozy sleep that I expected.

I stepped out of the room and barged into Marvel's room again, not bothering to knock, since I know about his biggest secret anyway, and saw him tucked in like his mommy patted him to sleep.

Just as I thought. The warmth here is so relaxing. No wonder he's snoring.

"Marvel, wake up," I whispered while snapping my fingers near his ear. "MARVEL," I said again.

"What is it?" he asked yawning.

I didn't want to make him get up because I didn't want him to be subjected to my evil room. So I just pushed aside the hair on his forehead and politely asked him to move.

"Glimmer, you have your own room. Don't disturb me, I'm taking a beauty rest," he said, eager to go back to sleep.

"Pleeeeeease? Come on, Marvel. It's not like something's gonna happen to us," I say, trying to hold back a laugh.

Finally, he moved to the other side of the bed and let me stay for the night.

"Nightie night, you persuasive byotch," he said. And I could almost read the grin plastered on his face.

"You too, byotch," I replied, enjoying the wild girl talk with my gay bestfriend.

I'm a career, and I know I should be focused on winning, but even if they take me now, I don't care because nothing's left for me back home anyway, and I'm in bed with my gay bestfriend. Heck, I could die right now.

The drowsiness took over, and next thing I knew, it was morning.

Marvel's POV

"Good morning!" Glimmer shouted and took me by surprise.

"Hey," I said back, forcing a smile.

"So did you sleep well?" she asked grinning.

"Are you serious? You were snoring your life away during the entire period of dawn. Do you think I slept well?" I replied jokingly.

She just shrugged off the comment. She probably knew she wasn't winning word attacks with me.

Of course, the day went by, and all the tributes were interviewed by the legendary Caesar Flickerman, who looked fab in his blue suit.

Right after the interviews, which were done by 11:30 AM, the tributes proceeded to the lunch area, where losers hung out with losers, and career tributes hung out with career tributes.

Once the six career tributes were seated by the dining table, each of us spoke our names and our district number.

We got to know each other okay, but brutality was evident on the face of the boy tribute of District Two. The one whose body Glimmer couldn't take her eyes off. I caught her staring again and shoved my elbow on her right shoulder. Good thing Cato didn't notice.

Glimmer's POV

Okay, is it just my imagination, or did Cato glare at me twice within twenty-four hours? Ugh. I'm so frustrated.

The first hot guy I laid my eyes on doesn't seem to be paying attention to my good looks. One thing's for sure. Any guy I desire always falls for me. Whatever. It's just a matter of time till he begs for me.

(A/N: Review, anyone? :D)