Clove pov.
hello, my name is clove I hate everyone and want to hurt them. I can't stand people so that is why I have been training to be a tribute simple as that hat I hate everyone in this world except my older brother Mat he is pretty awesome. today is the day of the reaping where all 4 years of my training since I was twelve will finally pay off. (I don't know her real age) the lady who is in charge is up to talk about how it is our fault and all the pride it comes with winning but who cares I just want people to feel my pain I should probably mention my parents don't believe in a family so they kicked me and mat out of our house at the age of 10. oops, guess I zoned out again
well it was all crap anyways. "Ladies first" whatever her name shouted into the stupid microphone no need to shout I thought. her hand wandered the fishbowl of names entail in came across a random slip she picked it up and gave a little tt as she looked at the name "Allison mak..." before she could finish I yelled "I volunteer as tribute" everyone looked at me like I was crazy because Allison graduated the academy 3 years ago and is one of the strongest girls in our district. so before Allison could strangle me I hit her in the eye with a knife. and smirked while I walked past her dead body. "what is your name" the capital frog asked me "Clove Kentwell" I say calmly. "boys next Cato" Cato wlked up smugly as noone took his place because of how deadly he is." shake hands" capitol frog said as we shook hands with the force to strangle someone. this is going to be fun I thought.
