Remembered - Cato and Clove

Remebered

Clove's POV

I'm Clove Sevina and I will volunteer for the 75th Hunger Games. I have trained my entire life as most kids in the district do. The academy is a rough place to grow up around but it will be worth it the day I return as victor.

Every morning at 5am I get up and walk from my home in the poorer part of town to the training center. Along the way I stop by Cato's house to keep him on track.

I swear that boy is always late! I would never admit it but when he goes into the 74th games I will be worried sick. I know he can win but there's always a possibility that he won't come back.

I can win because I have something worth fighting for. Love. Yes, love, I'm not completely ruthless. We all have our weaknesses, and mine is Cato.

Cato's POV

As I get out of bed I look at the clock on my nightstand. 5:30 dang it! I don't want to keep Clove waiting like I do every other day. Today I have training for the 74th annual Hunger Games. Well, I have training every day, but today is special. The reaping for the 73ed Hunger Games is in one week. The academy has chosen who they want to volunteer so I do not have much to worry about. I hear a knock on the door downstairs, it must be Clove. I know that I can win the games because I have someone worth fighting for. Clove Sevina. She doesn't know it but I would do anything for her. Before I go off to the games a year and a week from today I'm going to tell her how much I care about her.

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Authors note!!!

Well hey guys,

This is my first fanfic and its about Cato and Clove so of you can't tell already I am a huge Clato shipper and I really enjoy feedback :) thanks for reading. All rights to Suzanne Collins for her characters, settings, ideas, ect. :)

Clato is forever!