Cato and Clove - Our story

Arguments- Clove

*a few weeks later*
"Why Cato do you have to be like this" I yell
"Because being soft doesn't win in the games" he yells back
"So your saying you want to win and for me to die" I whisper, not wanting it to be true.
"No.. I. Ahh... Umm. Maybe we should break up" he stumbles
"Fine" I yell
I walk back to my room and slam the door. I sit on my bed and think about our fight. It started this morning in training.

I walk over and see that Cato made some friends. I see a smallish guy come up to them. He looks only a head taller than me.
"Hi can I use this station" he asks
"No jerk we are so move" Cato says. What's up with him. He's never like this?

As the day goes on he becomes more arrogant. Stupid career tributes. We have stereotypes that we should be arrogant, and big headed. Some of us are but not Cato. He's changed and I don't like it. I'll talk to him after training. For now I'll watch.
"Hey can I sit" I ask him
"Um yeah" he answers
"So how was training" I ask
"IT was.." he gets cut off buy his "friends"
"Why are you sitting with a her" one says
"Yeah come one Cato your better than this" another one says
"Yeah come sit with us" the third one says
I look at him. Pleading with my eyes.
"Umm" Cato starts
"Come on don't waste your time she would never win" one says. Ok I've had enough.
"HEY. YOU CAN NOT TALK ABOUT ME LIKE THAT OR TALK TO HIM LIKE THAT. SO STOP TRYING TO TAKE MY BEST FRIEND AWAY FROM ME!" I scream. By now the whole cafeteria is looking at us.
"Or what" he asks
"Or you'll have a date with my knife" I tell him " so run along"
They listen to me and scram.
"Clove" Cato says
"Yes" I answer
"What was that for?" He asks
"What" I ask
"Yelling at them" he says
"I didn't want you to leave me by myself" I whisper
"Clover i would never" he tells me
"So together" I say
"Or not at all" he finishes.

After training I see him on one of the couches.
"He can I talk to you" I ask
"Yeah shoot" he says
"Umm You were really arrogant in training to the boy that came up to you" I tell him
"He was a jerk" he states
"This isn't the Cato that I know" I tell him
"Maybe that Cato's gone" he says
"Why" I ask
"Because I want to win" he says
"That means my death" I say
"I don't want you to die but I don't want to die either" he says
Why Cato do you have to be like this" I yell
"Because being soft doesn't win in the games" he yells back
"So your saying you want to win and for me to die" I whisper, not wanting it to be true.
"No.. I. Ahh... Umm. Maybe we should break up" he stumbles
"Fine" I yell
"can we still be friends" he asks
"Yes" I whisper

Now we are more like brother and sister.