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CHAPTER 15
Katniss unbelievably had somewhat gotten used to the new house. Though she often mistaken the structure of the house with the Smith's house, it wasn't too miserable. Astrid and Katniss had became rather close friends, at times she even found that maybe things won't become as despairing as she thought it would.
'How is Gloss like?' Katniss wrote down. She never once met Gloss in her two weeks of staying in the Laden's household.
"Gloss… can be mean sometimes, but he's really kind! He's a nice brother and can be overly protective; however his personality is sort of hard to handle…" Astrid tried explaining.
I see. Can you deliver another letter for me?'
Astrid nodded, "Of course! Same person right?"
Katniss nodded back in response, 'Sorry to bother you again.'
"Don't worry about it," Astrid shook her head lightly, "I don't have much friends since I'm so ill, so I'm glad you're here."
Katniss gently smiled, Astrid just defined her as a friend.
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Cato glared at the pink floral wall.
"Honey, you can't stare at the wall the whole day," Parisa lifted Cato's chin to lean in and kiss him. Cato turned his head and pushed her hand away.
"Don't touch me," he said bluntly.
"Loosen up a bit Cato. You're so uptight these days," she purrs and wraps her arms around his neck.
"I thought I was here to do business, not to be your pleasurable desire," he smirks. God, this woman could be so obnoxious.
Parisa huffed a pout, "We are doing business." She snaked one arm down his chest, while her other hand turned Cato's head around. Her fingers gently ran through his hair.
"Usually… you're more… how should I say? More fun," she whispered in his ear.
"Well Parisa," Cato got up out of the leather chair, "I did tell you once to stop touching me, and I guess you really didn't want to listen." He sneered at her and unbuttoned the first few buttons of his shirt.
"Oh? So you're getting it now?" Parisa slyly smiled and reached to unbutton the rest of the buttons of his shirt, but he grabbed her hand.
"No. The humid in here is just really tense." He dropped her hand, "I'll be leaving now since there is no business to do.
Parisa stood there dumbfounded. Cato walked out of the room clearly not caring.
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The fresh air calmed Cato just a tad bit. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair how Katniss bursted into his life and remained there even though her presence was nowhere by him.
"Might as well get back to work," he mumbled and stuffed his hands in his jean pockets. He wanted her back in his life.
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Night fell and the moon was hidden beneath the thick layer of clouds.
Katniss rubbed her arms. The cool air had seeped through the opened windows, though it was past midnight she didn't seem to want to fall asleep.
She opened one of the cabinets for a glass and opened the faucet to fill the glass with water. She gulped it down and licked her lips for the small droplets that fell on her lips.
Katniss stared out the large clear windows. There were rows of houses and further were the woods. It wasn't like she was imprisoned here right? She could escape and possibly not get caught. Well the getting caught part was going to happen. Astrid or Cashmere would notice and Snow will probably find out and catch her anyhow.
"Who's this?" A sudden voice jolted Katniss away from her thoughts.
She nearly responded back, but realized it wasn't a good an idea. She turned around to find a guy. Katniss couldn't really see his face because it was quite dark but she could tell he was tall.
The guy flickered on the lights. Katniss squinted at the sudden brightness. Once her eyes adjusted to the light she found herself facing a boy version of Cashmere. Dirty blonde hair, handsome face, and emerald eyes.
"You must be the Avox. Hmm… I've never met you before." He examined every aspect of Katniss.
She felt strange, being inspected like that.
"I'm Gloss. Cashmere's younger brother," Gloss introduced. Katniss just nodded, so this was Gloss?
Katniss bit her lip, well wasn't this going to turn out awkward.
"Why are you an Avox?" He asked taking something out of the refrigerator.
Obviously Katniss had no way to respond.
"President Snow could just use you as a prostitute," he simply stated.
Katniss furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. Prostitution…. Maybe Cashmere and Gloss were used for that. Considering their beautiful looks, of course President Snow would use them.
Gloss took a step towards Katniss but she just stood rooted at her spot.
"I want you to greet someone for me tomorrow. Be nice, he's dangerous," Gloss said and lifted her chin.
"He'll be here around 7 AM or so, ok?" Katniss didn't respond and just stared at him.
He let go of her chin, "Aren't you obedient?"
She didn't like him, his attitude for the most part.
"Good night, Avox." Gloss faded into the dark halls.
Katniss didn't think that she would get along with Gloss very well. Well who would?
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Next Day- 6:42 AM
Katniss didn't like mornings, even though it wasn't bright outside currently. The cold atmosphere didn't help. Rain seemed to like District 1 quite a lot.
"Katniss!" Cashmere yelled from the kitchen.
Katniss groggily walked out of the small bathroom that was provided for her and headed downstairs.
"You're finally done," Cashmere sighed.
"You do know how to cook right?" she asked. Katniss nodded.
"Good, finish up the cake when you take it out. Put the icing and decorations. It's for a very important party and I'm responsible for the desserts. Oh, and put the batch of brownies in the oven once the cake is taken out," Cashmere ordered. Katniss nodded once again and headed for the oven to turn off and such, as Cashmere went up to her dressing room.
Katniss put on the mittens, opened the oven and slowly took out the cake. She then put in the batch of brownies. Now what? Katniss never in her life decorated a cake; she's only seen the cakes displayed at the Mellark bakery. She vaguely remembered watching Mr. Mellark through the window as a child, decorating cakes. The materials were all laid out already and the icing was already made. She took the spatula and lightly picked up a large amount the icing with it. Guess she had to put her memory to work. She put the thick icing on top and softly spread the icing to the edges of the cake. She smoothed out the icing on the top. How was she going to put the icing on the sides? She had no clue.
The door bell suddenly rang. She placed the spatula only to notice that icing hand somehow gotten onto her fingers. Katniss sighed, too late to wash it off now so she decide to just simply lick it off. She ran to get to the door, immediately opening it, moving to the side and bowing to the guest before seeing his face.
"Where's Gloss?" A very irritated voice asked. Wait…. Katniss knew this voice. The voice always brooded in her mind. She bit her lip, it can't be…
She nervously lifted her head from her bow.
It was him.
Blue eyes. Blonde hair. And him.
It was Cato.
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Cato really hated the errands he had to run. He had to go all the way to District 1 this time. At least it was only one district away and this district contained Katniss. But what were the chances of him finding Katniss? It's a big district and he was only going to one house.
He walked silently after the Peacekeeper that was guiding to Gloss Laden's home. Cato shoved his hands into his hoodie pocket, hoping they would get warmer as he walked. He wore a simple hoodie and jeans, not very professional like but Cato didn't give a shit.
"Mr. Smith, we've reached the Ladens' household," the Peacekeeper announced.
Cato didn't respond and simply walked up the steps to ring the doorbell. A polite person would knock on the doors but Cato wasn't the definition of polite.
He waited outside in the cold. 'When the hell was Gloss going to open the damn door?' Frankly, Cato didn't really like Gloss. Scratch that, Cato hated Gloss. He was a freaking annoying bastard. True he may be a victor but he made every person sound like trash.
Before Cato could ramble on his thoughts about Gloss, the large white doors creaked opened. He didn't know who opened them but he wanted to get this business work over with.
"Where's Gloss?" Cato flatly asked loudly. No response. Gosh, why didn't they hire any maids or butlers here?
Cato caught something at the edge of his eyes and tiredly turned to face the person.
His mouth opened to demand this person to go get Gloss but the words never left. His ice blue eyes met with those memorizing grey ones.
Cato took in a sharp breath.
His eyes were not playing tricks right? They couldn't be.
It was definitely her. Cato was positive it was her.
The small loose strands from her braid framed her face and Cato could not have mistaken any of her features.
It was Katniss.
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"Sir, I have received the message from the Peacekeeper that Cato Smith has reached the Laden household," one of the Peacekeepers informed Coriolanus Snow.
"Are you sure you do not want a camera to keep hold of their conversation?" Another Peacekeeper asked.
"Are you questioning of what I'm doing?" President Snow's raspy voice spoke.
The Peacekeeper immediately apologized.
"You see I don't want to interfere with their reuniting but I will find of how Mr. Smith will handle this situation on my own," Snow said.
"Yes sir," the Peacekeepers in sync replied.
Now all President Snow had to wait for was: will Cato Smith follow according to what President Snow himself directed Cato to do? Or will Cato do as he pleases?
Coriolanus Snow took a sip of his tea, 'Love is the biggest weakness of all.'
I wanted to stop this chapter when Katniss saw Cato but since I haven't updated for so long I might as well type more! Besides my mind was filling with ideas!
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Oh by the way this is how the Ladens' home looks like:
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or something like that... I just got sort of distracted and looked up some mansions. Now I'm jelly of Cashmere, Gloss, and Astrid! An here is the kitchen!
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HEEHEE. I guess I'm sorta wasting all of you awesome peoples time by having you look at pictures...
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