No Time To Die | A Hunger Games FanFiction

𝖳𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗒-𝖳𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾

Months pasted and things started to change for he better. Once I finally decided to go back to school, everyone treated me normally. Took weeks of convincing but once I could get out of bed and change my clothes I was at school. I don't know what Cato did to change all their minds, but when I got there people were actually saying hi to me and asking how my days been. I could've gone without that but it was refreshing to not have hundreds of people gossiping about you.

During lunch time I'd go with Cato to the training center, he still had his appointments on his schedule and wanted some extra time during lunch. I didn't mind because during lunch was the one time of the day where I could see everyone that goes to the school, including the people I used to train with. Their opinions on me haven't changed, if anything, their envy has become hatred. I'd watch him train while eating my lunch, then I'd go to the library during free time. The free time I usually had to train in my schedule became an hour in the day that I didn't have anything to do. Finally my last class, my favorite class, history. Here they actually taught us about the horrors of Panem. Learning more about it and drilling into every little detail helped me find the little things I haven't noticed before. The things they try to hide from us to paint the Capitol in a better light. During my free time I tried to find more books about it, but I couldn't find much. I gave up after a few weeks.

The holidays were different. Sulking around the house alone was the best I could do, since visiting my mom was out of the question. I know Cato's family wanted to spead it with him, so I didn't see much of him. I couldn't be mad though, because things seemed to be getting better for them. I would spend the day on my couch either reading or sleeping, getting up for food then going right back. During Christmas I went out. It was snowing, which dulled out the smell of weaponary and sulfer. I had on some boots and a heavy jacket. There wasn't anyone on the streets so I could enjoy my time alone, it was great.

"Clove?" I hear from behind me. Turning my head slowly I spotted Lewis Terrell.

"Oh hey, what are you doing out it's Christmas?"

"I could ask you the same thing."

"Well, my family doesn't talk to me anymore."

"What?"

"Ever since I wasn't reaped this year, my family has been pretty disappointed of me. They haven't kicked me out but, they're ashamed of me. I'm a failure in their eyes. I kinda brought it on myself though, I was too scared at the reaping. They told me the morning of to volunteer and when the time came I was frozen and it was Cato. They've been upset with me since then, I wasted all their money and brought shame to the family. On the bright side, I did get accepted into the university." He grins jokingly.

"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"It's okay, I'm glad you two made it out though, I watched the whole time."

"So did everyone it seems."

"So how have you been?" he asks.

"Not so good, I guess kids getting shunned by their parents runs in the academy."

"Oh, I heard about that. My mom was saying how the Kentwell house is a trashhole, no offense."

"Non-taken, I don't live there anymore." I reply.

"Oh right, victor's villiage, how's that going?" We start walking side by side now, accompanying each other on our walks. Afterwards he walks me to my house and we part ways as friends. He apologizes for everything and it turns out we have a lot more in common than I thought. Maybe I misjudged the academy kids, after all I was one of them before. I can't blame them for not knowing the truth behind the games, but treating them differently because of that isn't right.