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Panem High part 4

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Chapter 4: You again
A/N: Welll my lovelies, before I go on I'd like to thank you all. I wrote this fic on a limb and thought it'd wouldn't take off. You guys proved me wrong and I love you for it. Also I'd like to give a special shout outs to MaddieRawr354 for saying that I just might have created the perfect alternate universe to the hunger games, Marvolo the Girl for being the first reveiwer and Wetstar and FlyAlone for reviewing every chapter. Anyway, on with the story.

Clove leaned back and put her feet up on the dash-board of Cato's silver mustang,"So when are you going to go tutor the air-head again?"

Cato sighed loudly and gripped the stearing-wheel tighter."For the last time don't call him an air-head Clove and if you really want to know 6th period."

Clove pulled her feet off the dash, sat up straight and glared at her cousin,"Damn you! We have history then which means I have to listen to that boring for an hour without anyone to talk to!"

Cato and Glimmer(who had been sitting in the back-seat texting) laughed as they pulled into the school parking-lot. Peeta, Katniss and Primrose came in after them in Katniss's Ford Escape and soon Peeta was talking and laughing with his buddies.

Prim said good-bye to her sister and cousin before going to her own part of the school and Katniss left to find The Rebels.

Cato never really understood this, the school-grounds I mean. For some stupid reason the city decided that to save some space so instead of having a bunch of schools scattered all over the city they had built one elementry-school, intermidate-school and ofcourse one high-school all on this big piece of land which was called Panem. The three schools were, ofcourse, named Panem High, Panem Elementry and Panem Intermidate.

Whoever came up with this idea though, was obviously an idoit. School assemblies were hell, feild-trips sucked because of the '3 to a seat' rule and at lunch there was a very good chance you'd get stuck with slop because all the good foods were gone.

"Hey Cato there's your boyfriend." Peeta laughed and pointed to Marvel who was walking towards the main-doors with Foxface and Thresh.

Cato blushes and looked down."He's not my boyfriend."

"Really? Haven't made a move yet?" Glimmer asked.

"Shut up."

"C'mon we're going to be late for Home Room." Clove said coming to Cato's rescue.

Marvel sighed and leaned up against the lockers as he watched Thresh walk Foxface to class. He'd known Foxface since Kindergarden and Thresh he'd met in 3rd grade, they were his bestfriends but sometimes he felt like a third-wheel.

Silently he pulled his black and red binder out of his locker and started walking towards the library. 6th period. Time to face the music and meet his tutor.

Along the way, Marvel noticed a sign-up sheet for the school musical. Well, being in a play would look good on a college application and it might be fun seeing as Gloss and Cashmere hadn't signed up. Afew people had already signed up too like that blonde girl from his class named Glimmer Flickerman(Neice of the famous news-anchor), Gale Hawthrone from 12L, Finnick Odair and his girlfriend Annie from the senior class and Mariana from 4D. He wrote his name down and hurried off so he wouldn't be late.

Cato checked his watch again, the tall handsom boy from 1 was running late and Cato was starting to get alittle worried. Marvel was good-looking and there were alot of seniors that had been arrested for sexual harassment and rape.

He was about to leave and look for the boy himself when he heard the doors to the library creak open and turned around in his seat to see Marvel standing infront of them, looking around.

Cato's heart-speed up and his palms started to swet but he forced himself to stay cool as he got up and walked towards the youngest King boy. "H-hello." He stuttered and quickly looked down.

Marvel smiled at him,"I know you. You're that guy who fell in the mud yesterday!" Cato blushed at the memory.

"Y-yeah but my fri-friends and family call me Cato."

"Cato." Marvel said, scanning the bigger boy over."It fits you."

Cato was sure his heart stopped for a moment when he heard this and it took all his strength not to squeel like a little girl.

"Are you my tutor?" Marvel asked and Cato nodded."You seem alright, I wonder why my dad wanted you to tutor me."

Cato raised an eyebrow in confusion,"What do you mean?"

"My dad only likes stuck-up, sticks in the mud." Marvel explained.

"Well, I'm smart but I'm not one of those sterotype smart-guys." At this Marvel smiled and Cato couldn't help but smile back.

"So what should we do? Math or History, Maybe a little Chemistry?" Cato asked.

"I kinda want to get to know you first before we, you know, learn stuff if you don't mind." Marvel said as he set his binder down on a table and sat down.

"Oh no problem." Cato stuttered and sat down beside Marvel. Since the couchs that were set up against the backwalls were pretty small Marvel's leg was pressed up against his own and it was making Cato a little nervous but excited at the same time.

"I'll start, My favorite color is green. What's yours?" Marvel asked.

"I like red." Cato felt his heart speeding up again as Marvel looked at his with his big blue eyes.

"I'm a Gemini." Marvel smiled.

"Really? I'm a Leo! Those signs are compatiable!" Cato grinned.

Marvel laughed a little bit,"Who knew!"

Cato looked into Marvel's blue eyes,"You know, You have a nice laugh. Has anyone ever told you that?"

Marvel blushed abit and looked down at his shoes."No."

"You'd have think someone would have. They would have said that your eyes are beautiful too, I mean they're gorgeous!" Cato's eyes widdened as he relized his face was only inchs away from Marvel's and he pulled back."But I'm rambling."

Marvel smiled."I don't mind. And my ex. once said I had nice eyes but he didn't say it as nice as you did."

For the next hour the two boys sat side-by-side on the tiny couch in the back of the library learning more and more about each other and as Marvel said more about himself, Cato fell more in love with him. He couldn't help it though, almost everything Marvel said or did was perfect.

The two of them had been talking about their favorite movies when something unsettling set in the pit of Cato's stomache, like something was going to go wrong. However, considering that this might have been the best day the blonde ever had since developping his crush on the other boy, he shrugged it off.

Looking back, it probablly wasn't a good idea.

"Okay, so what do you think of the movie 'Titanic'?" Marvel asked.

"Pretty good but kinda depressing at the same time." When Marvel raised an eyebrow in confusion Cato went on explainning."There was room for two and if Rose had gotten rid of that stupid necklace then the doors would have been strong enoigh to support them both."

Marvel nodded in agreement just as the library doors burst open and an annoyed looking Cashmere King stood in the doorway.

"MARVEL!" She screamed at her brother when neither him or his tutor dared to move a muscle."WE'RE LEAVING YOU DUMBASS!"

Cato cursed under his breath as Marvel silently rose to his feet and slowly walked over to his sister who smacked him in the back of the head."IF YOU WENT ANY SLOWER YOU'D BE GOING BACKWARDS!"

"There's 10 more minutes left in school so how come we have to leave now?" Marvel asked.

Cashmere glared at her younger brother in annoyance and slapped him across the face leaving a bright red mark. Marvel staggered backwards and fell into the Librian's desk which he grabbed onto for support.

"WE HAVE TO LEAVE LITTLE BROTHER BECAUSE I JUST DUMPED STORM AND YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS DON'T YOU! DON'T YOU OR ARE YOU TOO DAMN STUPID TO REMEMBER!" Cashmere screamed so loud that it was a miracle no one outside the library heard her.

"I-I-I know what i-it means." Marvel stuttered as he clutched onto the desk for dear life.

"It means that tonight I have to go to The Hob and get a new beau before people start to think that I'm becoming some depressed, anti-social loser over that bum! And since Gloss has football practice you have to come with me and drive me home when I get hammered! And not one WORD of this to mom and dad or I'll make you regret you were ever born!" Cashmere hissed at her brother like he was filth.

Cato felt sick. Marvel King, who was prefect to him in everyway, was being treated as scum.

Cashmere stepped closer to her brother and raised her hand to strike him again, and Cato moved as quickly as possible to stop her. Marvel who had closed his eyes as he waited for the blow, opened one and gasped at what he saw. His tutor holding his older sister's arm back and away from the youngest King.

"Le'mme go you bastard!" Cashmere struggled but managed to pull herself free. The senior wiped around to attack her brother's saviour but when she saw Cato her expression turned from hate and disguist to lust.

"Well hello Handsom," She said fluttering her eyelashes and taking a step forward towards Cato."Why haven't I seen you before?"

"I'm a junior?" Cato asked blankly.

Cashmere laughed like it was the hilarious and took another step towards the confused Cato."And what's someone like you doing around Marvy?"

"I'm his tutor an-" Cato didn't have a chance to explain because Cashmere placed two of her manicured fingers on his mouth and told him to 'shush' as she wrapped one of her legs around the boy.

Cato gasped and pushed her off of him."What the hell is your problem!" He barked at her.

Cashmere wasn't wearing her flirty smile anymore. Instead she gave Cato a look that would reduce lesser men to dust and hissed."I always get what I want! And I'll get you if it's the last thing I've fucking do!"

Cato wasn't listening. Instead of paying attention to the insane girl who was cussing him out, he was walking over to the boy who was still holding onto the desk.

Cato smiled at him and wrapped an arm around his shoulders."C'mon. I'll take you to the nurse and we'll get the mark cleaned up."
Panem High-School part 4
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