Catching Fire- A Different Story

Parades and Training

Kara's Pov

 As I arrive in Panem, Silver takes me and Cato to get ready for the Tribute parade. I talk to Cato about some of the tributes I want on the pack.

“What do you think about Finnick Odair, the sexy one?”

“I think he’s gay and good in the water, (wink, wink), with a spear of course.”

“Well the spear part is okay; just forget the rest of what you said.”

“Riiiight, okay well let me know when you to hook up if you know what I mean.”

“Just drop it!”

Silver jumps in on our conversation and says:

“Well part the way, I mean separate, Kara, go to Orana for the skin, hair, and make up care.”

Orana and I don’t really strike up a conversation, but we do notice the cacophony of screams from the other tributes as the “fixer-uppers” remove hair from their legs.

“It almost sounds as brutally as when I killed one girl.” As I say this with a smirk.

I have to admit the leg hair removal was painful, but not as much as it was to see one of the tributeers run naked through the hall.

“There you go, all finished. You are ready to go to Oranax.” Orana says sweetly.

When I arrive in the room for my dress up, it’s very cold, quiet, still, and dark. Then out of the darkness, Oranax arrives.

“Ahh, Kara, you’re the female tribute from 2.” He says in a deep, raspy voice.

“Yep, and what do I get to dress in today?”

“Something plain and original.”

“Ooo, like what?”

“Just wait until I say open.”

It takes a few minutes to get it on but when he says open, I am in amazement of how beautiful it is. It is silver, and has these like metal platings across my chest, and hips. At my thigh, it starts to split down and just is so fitting to my body…..it just so hard to not to smile cause I look hot.

“Do you really like it?” he asks enthusiastically.

“Yes,” I say quietly, “I love it.”

As I am escorted to my chariot, I see Finnick in his get-up and his upper torso is so bare and buff with muscular toughness. I just want to go up to him and purr. Anyway I walk to him and before I can say anything he interrupts me with-

“Want a sugar cube?”

Omg, he said it so sexy, I melt instantly. “Yes”

As we suck on our sugar cubes I ask him-

“So Finnick, how do people pay for the pleasure of your company?”

“Secrets, my dear, secrets. I would like to know your secrets. Got any to share?”

"Sure, but they can wait until the training center.” I say kissing him on the lips goodbye.

Cato and I load the chariot and we go through and hear the roar of the crowds. Circle back and get on with it, so I can get back to Finnick. Ugh, I need to get these thoughts out of my head.

We head to the elevator to get to our floor when Finnick arrives, we immediately embrace with kiss but too short because I’m already at the second story.

Within the next day I’m ready to start training, mostly because of Finnick, but ready to swing my moves. I’m like an annoying, impatient, little kid because I can’t seem to stay still when Silver is talking to us. When the elevator opens in the training center, who do I see but Finnick; we talk and go over to the paints. We start to kiss but I interrupt and ask-

“Won’t Annie mind?”

“Are you kidding? She is just a cover for me not going to the capital anymore.”

We start to kiss again, more passionately this time. We press up against each other.  One thing leads to another and things happen……… but I don’t let it go too far.

“Let’s save the rest from the arena.” I say seductively to him.

“I can’t wait to get those other secrets.” He says winking.

Finnick and I decide to team up and start to recruit people. We take Lily Till because she is good at throwing knives and so is Luke Jackles. I wanted Johanna Mason because she is good with the ax, we will need somebody like her. Finnick takes Katniss Everdeen with a bow, and Peeta Mallark. He has got a good looking body. Mmmmm, but Finnick is better. I go back to training and start with spears, which I excel at, then work my way around to knives, and weights. After training is over and I am taking a shower I hear a knock on my door.

“Who is it?”

“Cato.”

“Why are you here and you do know I’m in the shower right?”

“Yes, but can we talk?”

“Fine.”

I get out of the shower and dry off and get some decent clothes on.

“Wow you still look hot in those clothes.”

“Thank you Cato.” I say awkwardly.

“So, I, I want you to stop talking to Finnick.” He says in a serious voice.

Then I realize that he must be jealous of me and Finnick. But why would he have to be jealous, he can have any girl he wants but why me?

“Awe, so Cato’s a big softie huh? “

“No, I’m not!”

“Well then I guess you won’t mind if I do this,” For a second I do my new High-Tech Techno Dance, and I see him still staring at me.

“Sorry, I guess I wasn’t expecting that.” Says a stunned Cato.

“Cato, would you truly love me as who I am?”

“Yes, in every way.”

Before even I know what I am doing, I walk up to him sit down, and press my lips up against his and we kiss. It was sweet, not hormone craving or the type that makes you want to get in bed with someone, but a sweet kiss. It was different, soothing and calm. All the things made me just want to go to sleep and cuddle with him.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to kiss you.”

“No, its fine, it was nice” Replies Cato with a smile on his face, “and by the way your manicotti on the dinner table is getting cold.”

His smile was actually kind of cute. Cato leaves the room and I begin to wonder to myself,

“Have I wheedled Finnick or Are Finnick and I truly in love, or am I with Cato?”