Can You Keep A Secret? (Clato)*ON HOLD*

Chapter 3.

"How was school today?" Sage asks when we sit in the kitchen. "Well, I met Chase," I start, "Val kind of got pissed at Katniss and yelled at her. How did you all meet anyway?" I finish. Sage looks startled. She takes a deep breath and says, "Okay. Okay. I was thinking that we could talk about our schedules first." I take my schedule out and show Sage. She starts to laugh, "You have textiles with Twill? I hear she's quite a chatterbox. I have Bonnie. But today, she sprained her ankle so we had to go to Twill's room." I roll my eyes. "Give me your schedule!" I snap. She hands me her schedule and I look at it, laughing, "You have science with Wiress? I hear she randomly says 'tick tock' in the middle of class. I have Beetee who informed us that every window is not glass; it's a force field."

For the next hour we laugh about our schedules and talk about how the assistant principal, Principal Alma Coin, has hair that is fifty shades of grey.

Also, gym isn't anything like dodgeball or push-ups. Instead, we learn knife and spear throwing, sword fighting, archery, and hand-to-hand combat-I fit in with the knife-throwing station. Basically, all of our other classes teach us survival skills, knot tying, fishing, that kind of stuff. Everyone must train for the end of the year games. Every school fights to the death until one district remains-you can only compete in these games if you volunteer though. Believe it or not, Mockingjay High won 73 years in a row! This year is the 74th end of the year games which is The High School Games for short. The winning school gets a trophy and a dance to celebrate the victory.

According to Sage, she talked with the squad all the way through fourth period. In fact, they followed each other on the only social media in Panem-Snap-and Sage just had to tell them my username because when I checked my notifications, I had fourteen friend requests. No wonder my phone was vibrating in the middle of fourth period when I had clothing design with Cashmere and Cinna.

Out of the fourteen I only accepted Cato, Katniss, Peeta, Foxface, Thresh, Madge, Gale, Marvel, Amber, Tara, Jason-I met Amber, Tara, and Jason at fishing with Annie-and...Viyella.

"So, what happened with Val?" Sage asks. "Well, at lunch," I start, "She was like Don't tell her, Clove! It's almost all her fault that I'm dead to Katniss. Then, I dragged Katniss out of there. She said it was just a prank that night at the camp but Glimmer had that look on her face. Chills ran through my spine. I'll just have to ask Val about it." I finish. Sage nods mysteriously with a look on her face and finally says, "Yeah, Glimmer is not one who can be trusted."

I walk upstairs to my room. "Val? Come out. We need to talk. Now." Val startles me from behind with her arms crossed. "How was school?" She taunts. "Val, is there something you're not telling me? Tell me exactly what happened that night at the camp." She sighs, sitting on my head while her eyes focus on the floor. "After Viyella left with the canoe, Gli-" she gets cut off to the sound of Cato's voice. "Clove? What're you doing?" Ugh. This is going to be awkward. "Can we meet outside?" I call out. "Sure!" He calls back.

When we meet outside, Cato walks towards me until our faces are nearly touching. Oh. "So, Clove, I was going to meet up with our group to hang out. If you're not busy, would you and Sage like to join us?" How does this happen in one day? "Um, I'll have to inform my mom about this though." Oops. I think I blew it. "Sure. Do whatever makes you comfortable."

I text my mum: Hey! Sage and I are going to hang out with some school friends! And I'll be back before 5pm. Okay?
She replies: Okay.
A thought occurs to me. I chuckle when I type: Maybe 'okay' will be our always. With that, I close my phone.

"Sage, come on, we're going out." She raises an eyebrow. "On a date?" She chuckles. "Unfortunately, no. We're going with the squad. Bring your phone, I need to text you what I'm feeling at the moment." Sage lets out a sigh of frustration. I really don't blame her. She's put up a lot with me. Like the time when I got pissed at a girl who was looking at me. I kept giving her death glares. If looks could kill.

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"What are we doing at the mall?" I ask as Cato parks his car at the 'Fandom Mall'. "We are all going to meet up here and mess things up. But apparently, we're the first ones here." He responds with a grin. Oh god. I hope this doesn't lead to trouble. The last time I got into serious trouble was when I was thirteen. My parents threw a big party at our house in Scarsdale and were teaching me how to be a lady by opening a wine bottle.

I kind of took the cork off too fast and wine spilled all over our neighbor who is a beastly woman. Surprisingly, at the next party, she didn't want wine, but she wanted pudding from me. Ugh. I hate her. So, I put mayonnaise in a bowl and she literally ate it. In the end, I got yelled at from my parents. Hehe. I mentally laugh to the thought of that.

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"Hey guys!" Cato exclaims when the rest of the squad finally comes. They all simply say Hey! and we all enter the mall. "Okay, Clove. Since you and Sage are new, we'll explain the rules of this game." Katniss says. We nod. "So, there are going to be two teams-Cato and I will be team captains-and each team has to spend their money on some weapons or supplies. But don't worry, we have two piggy banks full of money specially saved for this game. Don't ask us how we do it," she chuckles, "So with these weapons and supplies you have to prank the other team down. The winning team gets ice-cream. I'll pick first. Okay, Cato?" He nods. "Whatever."

Here's Katniss' group: Peeta, Marvel, Sage, and Madge. And here's Cato's group: Me, Thresh, Foxface, and Gale.

Let the games begin.

What do you think? :) I'm sorry that chapter 3 is a little late; wattpad deleted it so I had to rewrite. Oh well. Here it is. By the way, Amber is the girl from 3, Tara is the girl from 4 (I like Tara Macken :P), and Jason is the boy from 6.