Why him? (Cato love story)

Chap. 2

We have the parade in a couple of hours so I am being handed off to Artemis, my stylist.

"Hello, dear. How are you?" She asks.

"I'm good. Excited. What am I wearing?"

"Something, almost gladiator like. It is right here." She says and holds up the outfit.

It was gold and shiny. It did look roman, like she said.

"I love it!" I yell.

"Good."

After a couple hours of painful grooming and hair removal and stuff, Artemis puts the outfit on me.

"Oh, Dear, you look lovely."

"Thank you, Artemis." I hug her and check myself out in the mirror again.

"You ready to see your boyfriend?"

"Yes!"

I walk out of the room and into the waiting room.

I saw Cato and he was sporting a costume almost identical to mine. It made his buff arms look real good and strong and threatening.

"Hey, hottie." I say.

"Hey babe."

"You look good."

"You look beautiful."

"And I look amazing!" Glimmer yells walking over with Marvel behind her.

Marvel winks at me and I laugh. He smiles and bro hugs with Cato.

"You ready?" Marvel asks.

"Totally!" The other three of us say.

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After parade

"I can't believe 12 out shone us! 12!" Me and Glimmer yell.

"That was embarassing." Marvel agrees.

Cato just stood there glaring at the fire couple. Stupid Fire girl.

"I just want to get to bed." Glimmer says.

"I just want to get to training and get my dignity back." I say. The other agree and we all go to our asigned room without another word.

That was the worst!

I mean 12!

Although, the boy looked strong... ish and nice....

Whatever! I want a knife to throw.