Fighters From District 2

Chapter 11

The speeches are over. 10 is a lot quieter than everywhere else. Nothing much happens. Still get told to die and such. But we didn't kill their children. District 1 did. Oh well. My face seems better. Only I can't stomach the fact that they have made it look like it's not there. It's unnatural. We sit down to eat dinner and it's the same as usual. The tour flys by. Abuse and hate. But we have learnt that they are only doing it out of fear. By this time we are in 8 it's been a long day. I just want to sleep. I jump onto my bed and watch Cato walk in through the door

"Geronimo!" He shouts as he jumps onto the bed. Sending me high into the air and landing on my side. I laugh it off.

"Hey. Guess who's birthday it is tomorrow" I say to him. He makes a stupid thinking face

"Tough one...oh I know. It's my Cats. I should really send a card" he says and Laughs. I hit him in the stomach gently after turning on to my side. And leaning on my arm facing him

"Shut up. It's my birthday tomorrow" I say

"What?! No. I completely forgot" he says sarcastically. We both smile and laugh.

"16 going to be" I say "been through hell and back and I'm still young" I tell him turning onto my side to face the ceiling

"I wouldn't say your young. Look. I see a wrinkle right there" he says poking my forehead. My eyes follow his finger

"I'm serious" I say when I have stopped laughing

"Well. I'm going to be 19"

"Gosh. You are old" we both laugh.

"Tomorrow. What shall we do?" He asks. I don't even want to know what he's thinking. I know Cato like I know myself. He is like that. But once again. I act like I don't know. I grab his hand mess around with his thumb

"I don't know. Mini party?"

"You know what I mean. But mini Party. For two?" He says. I haven't even turned 16 yet and he's already mapping out our lives

"But what about Gabe?" I ask

"Your so innocent" he says grabbing my hips and pulling me into him. I hug him and smile. He's so warm. He laughs. Hiding my head under his.

"I know. But you love it really" I tell him. He laughs

"Yes. I'm a sucker for you" he laughs. I fall asleep in his arms and no nightmares.

I wake up still in his clutches he has kept me warm the whole night. We have no Duvet over us.

"Morning birthday girl" he says as I pull away from his warm body too look at him

"Morning" I say. I stretch out my Arms and he stands up and grabs them. Pulling me off the bed. He swings me around in his arms like I'm a ragged doll I laugh and grab onto his neck.

"Your so beautiful" he says. And he moves his head in closer too mine even his lips are warm, he runs he's hands down my back and I clench my fist at the top of his neck. He moves his mouth rapidly we haven't kissed like his before. I do the same and we eventually move our necks. It's odd. I think. But if it's what he wants. It's fine by me. He smiles and pulls his lips away from mine. We put out heads together. Resting in each others foreheads "you see. Now I can do that. And it's not illegal" he say with a smile. I close my eyes and does too "happy birthday Clove" he says. "We better get ready. Your prep team will be here soon" he tells me. I grunt in a tired way and he laughs. "You wait till later. We can eat cake" he says

"Oh cake. Yumm" I say.

"I'm going to get a shower" he says. And walks away

"Okay" I say. Watching him walk away is almost heartbreaking though i know he is going to be back. I scratch the back of my head and stretch more. I sit down at my dresser and smile. Touching my lips. It seemed so natural for him. Iv never done that before. He is my one and only first kiss, first hug, first boyfriend. And he can't be replaced.

"Knock knock knock. Clove are you up?" Asks my stylist.

"Yes"

"Good good. Right. Same as yesterday?" He says and I nod "so. I heard it's someone's birthday today" I smile and he laughs "ohh so how old are you?" It's like he doesn't even know me. Well. I don't know his name...

"16" I reply

"Ohh 16 grown up now" he says straightening my hair. I laugh like it's funny but it's not "Cato must be glad. He's not doing what he's not meant to now then. Gabe told me about you too and what happened in the capitol when you were sharing a bed and he didn't say you could. Oh rebels. And he said. When we was watching you two in the games. He knew that you two were going to be the last two. I thought Cato was going to kill himself to let you win. But he fought for both of you. And won. I'm proud of him for that" he says. He finished doing my hair mid speech and

Went on to make up.

"Yes. I didn't want him too and he knew that" I say. My make up is now done. I hear the shower turn off

"Oh Cato's coming. I'll be off then. Happy birthday Clove" he says

"Thank you-urm" I say

"Riley" he replies.

"Thank you Riley" I'm sure he was changed his name since. Maybe he did. I get up and lay Cato's clothes out on the bed next to mine. I turn around to see Cato standing in a towel in the door way. I let out a huge giggle as he saunters over to me.

"Happy birthday" he says. I laugh and grab his boxers a ping them at him

"Go put some clothes on" I say still laughing. It's the way he positioned himself. He hand his hand be hind his head and elbow resting on the wall. It was so cheesy. He walks into the bath room and changes. When he walks out of the bathroom I walk in and shower then changing into my clothes. My make up and hair isn't any different. I made sure my face didn't get wet and I tied my hair up. I walk out fully clothed and ready to go. I look out the window to see trees. Lots of them. Cato walks up behind me.

"Trees. Lots of them" he says

"Just what I was thinking"

"Breakfast?"

"No. I'm fine thank you" I look to him

"I'm making your a pancake" he says and laughs

"Okay" I laugh. I walk over too the dinning table and sit down. We are still moving fast. District 7 is the biggest district. I look out the window and see little huts. They are small. Small tiny. Suddenly Cato slaps a pancake on my plate. It makes me jump. He drops two strawberries on them and blueberries. He turns them into a smiley face.

"Ta-da" he says. I look up too him and smile. My hands are griping onto the chair out of nervousness. I don't know why but still. When I look at him. My eyes light up and mouth opens wide with amusement. Cato is wearing a maids apron and a chefs hat. Where did he find them?! I shake my head and eat my pancake. Still with the thought in my head. It's been an eventful morning. And it's only 9 o'clock. I finish my pancake and give Cato a strawberry. The train stops and Gabe stumbles into the room.

"Places people!"