I go to visit Solis and my mother after training.
My mother opens the door.
“Cato,” she says, looking around.
“Don’t worry,” I sigh, “Clove’s not around.”
“Cato,” my mother smiles and gives me a hug.
“You don’t have to be so mean to her all the time, you know, she’s actually a really nice girl,” I inform my mom.
“Who almost got you killed a number of times.”
“Actually that was the part about me going into the Hunger Games it’s where you have to fight to the death, if you didn’t know.”
My mother sniffs, “I liked the girl from 1, the blonde one.”
I roll my eyes, “Of course you did, anyway I came here to see Solis and visit with you, not fight with you over my choice in girls.”
“Alright, but we’re talking about this subject sooner or later, you can’t avoid this subject forever.” My mother tells me warningly, I’m sure I can’t, but I can sure try. “Solis! Cato’s here!”
A blonde flash comes down the stairs, then a small body tackles me. “CATO!”
“Hey, buddy,” I say, picking up Solis.
“Where’s Clove?” Solis asks me, looking around.
I chuckle, “She’s my girl, Solis, not yours.”
Solis pouts. “I like her, she’s nice.”
“All my girlfriends are nice,” I say.
“Uh-huh,” Solis grins at me crookedly.
“What are you? 16?” I ask him, this is my three-year-old brother here!
“Nope, 3 and a half,” Solis says.
“Why don’t you stay for dinner, Cato?” My mother asks me.
“Sure, I guess.” I say.
Sorry about the spelling error on my other story, I was in a hurry