Authors Note: I'm sorry it's kinda short. I'm working on longer chapters
Disclaimer: If I owned the Hunger games, Clove and Cato would be together and Finnick would be alive
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I woke up to the sound of chisels over marble and hammer banging on wood. Sunlight tumbled into my room and shined over my face. My eyes opened slowly and I fell out of bed, landing on the floor. I heard Knocking on my door and yelling.
"Clove Sato! Get your ass down here or I'll have to drag you down by your hair!"
The voice was from my older sister Bellona. She's a bitch. That's all I have to say. I got up slowly and grabbed the knife from my table. The door opened exposing Bellona's porcelain face and her glaring indigo eyes. I raised my arm and threw the knife directly at her face but she dogged it.
My sister and I go to the 'academy' that trains us either to become peacekeepers or victors. Bellona trains in the agility and defense department while I train in knife throwing and sword fighting area.
I guess I took too long because Bellona stormed in my room stripped me of my clothes, dressed me herself, and pulled me by my dark brown hair down the stairs. I screamed and kicked and yelled at her to get her dirty hands away from me.
"Shut up Clove! They're picking volunteers today. I wanna be there early. This year they're picking the younger kids too, so you'll have a reason to be there this time"
"Bitch." I retorted
"You know you love me, Clovely"
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When we got in front of the academy she dropped me on the ground and walked inside.
I rolled my eyes, this happens every year with her. She goes into 'strong mode' and gets even more bitchy than usual. She's wanted to get picked for the Hunger games for years. She's 18 now, so this is her last year for it.
When I walked into the academy a blush rose to my cheeks instantly. I remembered that today was the day of the wrestling test for the boys. They were all shirtless and oiling down. I saw some of the healer girls ogling at them as they started. Idiots, I thought. I didn't care for the guys here. Most of them were either brawns or brains. One or the other, there's no way out of it.
But a flash of blue and blonde caught my eye and I almost melted right then and there. Yea, that may sound cheesy but seriously, have you ever seen 40 guys with six packs all in one room? No? I Thought so.
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The shrill whistle of Miss Valentine was enough to knock me out of my daze. She's our trainer. Her name may sound like love and candy dreams. But, she's ruthless. One major slip up can have you with bruises by the end of the day.
" Okay, girl scouts! I want two things and two things only. Eyes and ears! What Idon't wanna see is my ladies staring at boys or not listening to valuable information that could get you your one chance of being a victor. Got it girls?"
"Yes Miss Valentine." We all chanted
"Good, now as you all know, we're picking volunteers today-"
A cheer of excitement passed through the 18 year olds.
"What did I say about eyes and ears!"
Silence cut through the room.
Miss Valentine walked to the 18 year olds, her heavy boots slapping against the marble floor. She grabbed one of them by the collar of their shirt and slapped her, hard. Her scream echoed and everyone stared in fear.
"Your lack of obedience and listening skills would get you killed. When you're in the games and someone says to do something, do it. When you're told to stay, stay there and don't move an inch. You're dismissed, Everyone to the mass training room!"
Miss Valentine dropped the girl and she was clutching her cheek in pain. I felt kinda sorry for her but it's their fault they didn't shut up.
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I was on my way to the mass training room when I bumped into something hard.
"Watch where you're going idi-" The person stopped and stared into my eyes. I stared at him too. Blue and hazel eyes met, his face was red and I'm sure mine was too.
"Um, h-hey," The boy said, scratching the back of his neck. "Sorry 'bout that. I'm Cato."
He was hot. I mean, all the guys here are but, he's a whole new level. Short blonde hair and bright blue eyes, he was tall and I barely met his shoulders.
"Erm, I'm Clove," Gosh, What is with me! I thought
"So, I gotta go to the mass training room before my trainer gets mad at me..."
"I'm going there too! Can I walk there with you?"
Cato's eyes lit up. "Sure." And with that we went to the mass training room.
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~Myah (:

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A beautiful Clato Story
FanficYou all know Katniss and Peeta's story right? Well, how about Clove and Cato's this is my twist on the Hunger Games, Clato style. I present you, A Beautiful Clato Story