Panem Summer Camp *ON HOLD*

Chapter Three

CLOVE POV  - ͟͟͞☆

"What do you need?!" Clove complained. She blew a stray piece of her dark hair out of her eyes that came loose from her ponytail as she joined the other girls.

"Glimmer has a plan!" Annie squealed. Clove rolled her eyes.

"And what is this plan?" Johanna challenged.

"So," Glimmer began excitedly.

"Oh boy," Clove muttered, earning a glare from Glimmer.

"So there are six of them and seven of us so sorry Jo, you ain't a part of this. Listen anyways though."

"What!" Clove burst. "How does she get out of this?"

"Will you shut up?" Glimmer whisper yelled. Clove opened her mouth to retort back when Katniss clapped her hand over her lips. Katniss suddenly drew back in horror. "What?" Glimmer asked.

"SHE LICKED ME!" Katniss complained.

"EVERYONE SHUT UP!" Glimmer yelled, earning looks from the boys. "Anyways," Glimmer continued, quieter this time. 

"Each of us can have one of them!" The girls looked at each other with uncertainty. Clove rolled her eyes. "Just hear me out. I'll get Marvel, Katniss will get Peeta, Finch will get Thresh, Annie will get Finnick, Madge will get Gale, and Clove will get Cato! It's perfect."

"And who are these people?" Clove asked. Glimmer sighed with exasperation.

"Were you even listening during introductions?"

"No," she said simply. Glimmer rolled her eyes and pointed out each boy to Clove.

"Light brown hair is Marvel who would be mine. Short blonde is Peeta, Katniss. Black hair is Thresh, Finch. Sugar cube dude would be Finnick, Annie. Brunette is Gale, Madge. And the tall blonde one is Cato, yours," she explained, pointing her perfectly manicured finger at each of them as she rallied off their name. 

Clove scrunched up her face in disgust, her nose crinkling.

"I will not have one. And definitely not the ugly one you have chosen for me," Clove retorted.

"20 bucks they'll be together by the end of the summer," Johanna whispered to Katniss.

"Who?"

"Clove and Blondie, Brainless," Johanna responded. Katniss nodded and shook Johanna's hand, earning glares from Clove who had heard them. 

Clove opened her mouth to make a remark about the whole situation when two boys strolled up behind them.

"How's it going ladies?" Cato asked, Finnick by his side, munching on spare sugar cubes. A man can never have enough sugar cubes apparently.

"Terrible. Two idiots just showed up," Clove mumbled incoherently.

"What's that Shortie?" Cato asked, looking at Clove. She just glared at him and mumbled something to Johanna who burst out laughing. Cato glared at them.

"So, liking camp so far?" Finnick asked.

"Yeah, I just love the dead grass we've seen today. Such a once in a lifetime opportunity," Clove remarked sarcastically.

"Oh, Shortie. You don't need to be so sarcastic," Cato laughed.

"Will you quit calling me that?" Clove said, glaring at the blonde boy.

"Ok Shortie," She glared at him. "You glare a lot," Cato commented.

"And?" Cato falls silent. The rest of the girls and Finnick are smirking at this interaction.

⋆⭒˚.⋆ SOPHIA SPEAKS ⋆⭒˚.⋆ Sorry for the shorter chapter! I'm doing chapters based on POVs unless there is a REALLY short POV, then I'll do two. Buh bye for now :)