I'm in the hunger games. Well more like the test hunger games. No one is killed. We more or less just practice what it'll be like. I sit in the ground and think. Where is Clove is she ok, is she out? Questions run through my head until I hear a very familiar scream. No it can't be. I'm just hearing things. Then again it screams.
"Cato, Cato, Cato," that's Clove. I run faster than I ever have before. Crashing through branches and trees. Finally I come to where she is. I kneel down.
"Clove, Clove can you hear me?" I ask
She nods her head in reply.
"How much does it hurt" I ask again
"8" she crocks
"Ok I'm going to lift up your pant leg to your knee. Ok" I tell her
She nods.
I lift it up and see her knee is swollen and blue and purple. I think she rolled it. I pick her up and go back to the house.
I walk to the first aid station.
"Hi Clove is in a lot of pain in her knee I think she rolled it" I tell the nurse
"Ok let me take a look" she says. She looked at it. "Yes she has rolled it"
"Ok"
"She needs crutches for a few weeks"
"Cool" I say.
I pick her up and take her back to her room. I'm about to leave when I feel a tug on the hem of my top.
"Cato will you stay" she whispers
"Of course clover" I say.
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Cato and Clove - Our story
FanfictionDear Clove, You were a good person forced to do wrong because we were part of a bigger scheme things would have been different . You are the truth that love is beautiful. We were just as star crossed as twelve yet no one noticed. If our fates weren'...
