Panem High

Dancing Into His Arms

Prom season is just around the corner.  Panem High saw its first promposal last week. I would have said it was "cute" but it was Marvel asking Glimmer to prom.  He wrote it on a sign and had to rocks, a small one said yes, and a very large(at least 50 pounds) that said no.  I think she only said yes to save the work of bringing him back the giant rock. 

I know Cato will ask me, I don't know why I am so anxious about it, but I am.  Everyday he didn't ask me was a disappointment. Could anyone blame me though?

"Clove, I need ideas." Peeta states. "For what?" I ask confused. "Asking Katniss to prom!" He almost yells at me.  "Well you could just buy her a crap tone of flowers and ask that way." He shakes his not liking it.  "Umm... why don't you bake her a cake, and write prom on the cake? I know it's simple and cheesy, but who doesn't like cake?" I try again. "Yes! That's a great idea!" Peeta replies hugging me and running off, probably forgetting we still have class today.

I sigh heading into math. Pre-calc is not my favorite thing. There is only one way to do math, write the problem down and cry, a lot.  Cato isn't even in this class to make it bearable.  He is in calc because this crap makes sense to him.  I sit through the hour long session of torture.  Another promposal happened, our math teacher yelled at them. It is funny to see how salty he got.  It actually made that class bearable to sit through. 

I make my way through the hallway on my way to my locker.  I turn the lock entering in my combination.  A letter falls out of it.  I put my books I don't need in my locker and grab the letter.  Opening it I start to read it.
"Clove,
I'm not that creative, but I'm trying.  Please go to the bleachers and look underneath to find your first clue.
Love,
Cato."
I run out to the bleachers.  He wasn't very accurate on where underneath I should be looking. Luckily I see a neon pink envelope from my low vantage point under one of the top bleachers.  I run up the stairs and yank the bright pink envelope from underneath the bleachers. Opening it, I start to read,
" here's your first clue.  Go to the place where I first knew I loved you."
Well crap, do I know where that is? There was our first dance in the gym? Or the beach? Or Mr. Flickerman's classroom! That's was our first class together.  It's worth a shot.

Making my way into the class room there is another envelope tapped to the white board.  This time it's in a purple envelope.
"So you've found your first clue.  Here's another one for you.  Your sister would kill us if she knew.  What a night that was for me and you."
Night surfing.  I go to my car and drive home.  I enter in the garage and tapped to my surfboard is another envelope.  It reads,
"So here is your last clue, just as the oceans blue.  Go out back, and maybe relax?"
I head out the door to the beach and see Cato sanding there, PROM? written in the sand.

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