(Cloves POV)
I hate Cato. Everyday I come home with scars and bruises from him. I just want to kill him so he can stop bullying me everyday. I don't do anything to him. He is the reason why I don't want to go to training everyday.
(4 yrs. later)
I was walking through the training center and saw him standing there.Cato. I wanted to stand up to him, so I did. I grabbed a knife, walked up to him, and pointed the knife to his neck. "What do you want?" he asked sacredly. "I want you to stop bullying me!"I yelled. "Okay fine" he said pushing the knife away. About five weeks later, me and Cato became best friends. I didn't even think it was possible. My feelings about Cato started to change. I kind of have a crush on him now. Me and Cato promised that we'll always be best friends and we'll protect each other
(Catos POV)
Me and Clove have been very close friends and I'm starting to think she's hot but I know she will never love me. But I have to at least try to get her. I love Clove and nothing will stop me from loving her. Clove is an expert at knife throwing and I'm an expert at sword. So me and Clove together make a great team. If Clove ever gets reaped, I will have to volunteer. I will volunteer so I can protect her. I will protect her so I can love her forever.
(Cloves POV and 4 yrs. later)
Today is reaping day. I'm fifteen now. So that means my name is in there at least 4 times. I wake up put on some nice clothes and head to the reaping. I was walking when suddenly someone taps me on the shoulder. "Hey Clove."said Cato. "Hi"I said. "So are you excited for the reaping?" he asked. "Not really,its just the same thing every year." "Oh yeah you have a point."he said."Are you volunteering this year?" I asked. "no, I don't want to risk my life in those games." he answered. "But your 18 Cato,this is your last chance."I said. "Fine do you want me to volunteer" he said. "No, I want you to stay here with me." I said and hugged him tightly. He smiled when I said that. I wonder what that smile meant.
We got to the reaping and me and Cato hugged one last time and we separated to our groups. "Welcome fellow children" Suzy,the escort for district 2, said with her stupid Capitol accent. "Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favor." "As always, ladies first". She reached in and grabbed one paper dramatically. She read the name loud and clear and you wont believe whose name she said.
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The Story of us (Clato)
Non-FictionYou know the District two tributes are always bloody and brutal. But this year do these tributes have a heart? Cato and Clove may have something different that other District two tributes don't have:Love.