Maybe We Just Don't

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I am beyond angry, holding her hand then saying he wants me back! Who does he think I am? Glimmer? Ha ha ha, I could never be that stupid.  Does she know he is just using her? I walk into my house to find it empty, thank goodness.  I head towards my room and grab a swim suit, change quickly and head out the door to the garage. I grab my surf board and start running towards the ocean. 

I feel the cold water hit my bare skin and I feel free again.  Everything from school disappears, I star wondering if Cato and I could ever become something again.  We had both played games with each other, used other people to try to hurt each other.  Maybe we are just to string of forces for each other, never meant to be, maybe I don't have a soul mate? Do I even have a soul? Why would I use people if I did?

I try to shrug off my self loathing as I paddle out into the crash zone. Ducking under a wave the cold water hits my face, my mind is cleared.  I am no longer thinking about Cato or Marvel, or Glimmer.  I am just focused on catching the next wave, and I do.  It's a beautiful big wave, after I fall out of it, it crashes on the beach in front of me.  I can't help to admire the beauty of a wave, if only I could me more like one of them.  I could break all the time and reform without a problem, life would be easy.  But life isn't easy and I have homework due in the morning that I should go do.  I grab the next wave in and go to put my surfboard away.  Once I am inside the house is still empty, at least I won't have distractions while doing pre-calc.

I am awestruck at how complex trig functions can be.  My mind moves to Cato, he is always on top of our math homework, maybe he could help? No I can't ask him, he will think I want him back.  Honestly I do.  But how can I forgive him after everything he has done, Glimmer, our fighting, it's all to fresh in my mind.  Maybe I should just ask Peeta for help? Actually I shouldn't, he got a C- on our last test.  I guess Cato is my only hope. I guess I'll have to text him.  I reach for my phone and send the message, he responds in a second.

Cato enters my house after knocking once, what he always did.  "So your having math troubles?" He asks, with a slight smirk on his face.  " It seems that way." I reply, not wanting him to get too cocky.  He goes trough explaining all the trig functions and how they work, step by step.  He's knowledge of the subject is amazing.  I can't help but find it attractive.  Before I know what is happening, I am leaning into kiss him.  He kisses back. It's short, sweet, and then he starts talking. "So...um...are we?" "Honestly, maybe, I don't know..." I reply. "There is no denying we are good together...or maybe we just think we are, I mean I love you there is no doubt about that..but we've had so many ups and downs maybe we shouldn't?" I ramble on.  It takes a moment before I realize what I have said.  Cato is looking at me awestruck.  Crap, this is the first time I've said I've loved him and meant it, he knows it to.  "Maybe we just shouldn't."  I say again. I start to talk again, but he quickly cuts me off. Kissing me again, this time it's different, I feel at one with him, like its the first time I have ever kissed someone.  Like breathing air after diving for to long.  I am entranced in his kiss.  Everything around me is fading away and it's just us.  Is this what falling in love feels like? Maybe? I don't know I guess I have never loved someone romantically before. But this I never want to let go of.  He breaks of the kiss and says, "I love you Clove."

A/N: I hope you guys like it! Please comment and vote! Your comments are my favorite! I forgot how much I love writing this! So please, please, please tell me what you think! I'm sorry it's so short but please read it and tell me what you think!
Love,
Liz

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