Cato
Clove drags me into a store selling clothes for both genders and tells me to choose her an outfit, I'm guessing she is doing the same. I root through racks of blue and green clothes until I come across a leather black mini skirt, a black crop top and black heel boots with a golden zip. Yeah, this will do.
"Try this on", she says handing me a pile on clothes and pushes me to the changing room.
"Geez women!", I laugh, "These are yours", I say handing her her outfit.
She raises an eyebrow, "Okay", and walks off to change. I do the same and realise that I really do like what she has chosen, it's a big difference from all the black and white. The shoes are a burgundy colour, to go with the shorts, the same colour, and the white top.
"God, Cato. The things I do for you!", Clove exclaims in the outfit I chose her, "Well? What do you think?". Part of me gets this...tingly excited feeling when I see her in an outfit which exposes a lot of her but then part of me likes her in pretty dresses and flower crowns.
"It's...nice. Maybe something more cheerful?", I say gesturing to the other outfit I picked out when she was changing: a dress with a floral bottom and cream top half, cream flats and a matching handbag.
"I like this, be back in a minute!",Clove says giving me a quick kiss. I ponder whilst she changes; could we ever be a normal couple? Probably not, we have a child but that hasn't made things too difficult. Clove's 17th birthday is coming up, in about two weeks actually and I want to make it as special as possible. District 13 probably won't allow a massive party and according to the Capitol, District 2 is on it's way back to normality, should be done in a few weeks.
"Cato?", says Clove coming out of the changing room, "Do you like it?". Oh my god, she looks stunning. Her eyes shine with the chocolate hair and her skin glows brightly as she smiles walking towards me. My insides turn every time I see her and I feel myself turn crimson as she touches my hand, entwining her fingers with mine.
"Don't blush", she says edging closer to me, "What's wrong?".
"Your just so beautiful. I have to keep reminder myself that your mine", I whisper into her ear.
"I'm never leaving you, not for the world", she says back squeezing my hand.
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Melting Ice
FanfictionMelting Ice is the second book in the Clato series Clove and Cato have survived the first Hunger Games but, what's in store for the next? An unexpected turn of events occur that turns there life upside down. With the Capitol fuming and a new born b...
