Clato; the real star-crossed lovers

Chapter 6

Nobody comes to see me, i ask for no visitors, and so does clove. I want to go to the capitol, get ready, and leave. The large amount of victors take us to the train, and i plop down on one of the couches. Clove sits next to me, and then amandashmitterydupter thingy majiggy person whatever sits down "my name is amandashback, but you can call me jdkskendkdsmekmfnfjfjfn or alahandrah espanalo es flre dush kah sha, or you can call me Pearl." She says crossing her legs. "Ill go with Pearl." I say and clove nods. She nods, and stands up, "i know you two know where everything is, so ill leave you be. Dont do anything stupid." She says walking to the bar car.

CLOVE POV

"Sooo..." Cato trails off "what do you want to do?" He says wrapping his arm around me. I push his arm off, and stand up. "I have to meet my mom in the lounging car." He shrugs, and i walk off whipping my hair. He wolf whistles, and i turn arouns, and roll my eyes, sticking my tounge out. I continue walking until i reach the final car, or the lounging car, and then i row myself down on a couch, and it springs up. "What the fu-" i say being thrown on the ground. Its my mom. "Wow. Ok thanks mom." I say sitting next to her. She smiles. "That was fun, your welcome." She says sarcastically. "No problem." I reply. "I love getting hurt."