Chapter 10: Searching For Her

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      Cato decided to find who the girl was. He got out of his house and was suprised to see Clove. Could she be the one who saved me?, asked Cato to himself. No. It can't be Clove. She wasn't alive to save me, Cato thought. Cato went over to Clove.

     "I see your alive now." Cato replied to Clove.

     "Yeah," Clove began. "Thanks to the Capitol."

     "By the Capitol?" Asked Cato.

     "Mm-hmm," Clove said. "They just dropped me off. They told me part of it. But I wish I knew who found my body at the old arena. I would have thanked her with all my heart."

     "So you're looking for the person who saved your life as well?" Inquired Cato.

    "Of course." Said Clove.

    "So am I," Cato trailed off. "The person's a female actually.

    "How do you know?"

    "Because. I listened to her beautiful voice when she was singing to me." Cato grinned at the thought of that. The way she sang was stunningly perfect. The symphony suited her voice.

     "She must like you then." Clove smirked.

     "I wish I knew," Cato sighed. "if she did have feeling for me."

     "Why?"

     "So I can love her 'till I die of course." Cato smiled.

     "I see what you mean there." Clove said.

     Cato nodded. At least someone knew that someone knew about his liking to the girl.

     "Well, I'll be going." Cato announced.

     "Okay." Clove waved.

     Cato began walking to the river. It was a place where he mostly calmed down. The sound of water rushing made him have the motive to find the girl as quickly as possible. Cato was impatient as a lion not wanting to wait for the others to catch up to him to eat the dead zebra they just killed. He picked up a pebble and threw it into the gushing water. The pebble bounced and sinked like a submarine ready to explore the deep blue sea. Don't worry Cato, Cato said talking to himself. Once you've found her, make her yours immediately. Other men might not treat her the same way you treat her. One day, that wish will come true. One day, Cato thought out loud.

Yeah. IK. This has probably got to be the shortest chapter I've ever made. EVER. That's because I got WWWAAAYYY too distracted with the "Where Souls Meet Body" Annie and Finnick fanfiction I'm reading right now. When I saw the chapters, I was like: "DANG! SO MANY CHAPTERS!" She/He has made 44 Chapters. That's right. 44 Chapters. I really need someone to give me fresh ideas! I'm running out of them!

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