Clove's Story 🥀

Chapter 1

It was six in the morning when my alarm went off. I got dressed to go train. I put on a white tee shirt and black leggings. When I was about to leave my house my mom stopped me. "Why are you leaving this early," she says. I am kind of confused as I always leave this early. "I'm going to go train," I respond. "Today is reaping day," she tells me. I remember how today is the 74th Hunger Games. Today is the day I have been waiting for my whole life. I planned to volunteer for this years games. "Oh," I say "I'm going to go rest for a little then get ready for the reaping." I turn around and change back into comfy clothes and go back in my bed. I can't go back to sleep so I just stared at the wall. I thought about how I can either die or live. Obviously I knew I was gonna win because, then I wouldn't volunteer. I set my alarm to 7. So just incase I drifted off I would wake up. Which was a good idea as I had fallen asleep. I wake up to the obnoxious sound of an alarm clock. I hit the off button and I get up. I start walking toward the shower. I turn the faucet on. I take off my clothes and I step into the cold shower. The only way I can get warm water is by taking a bath and boiling the water. I don't want to do that though because, I'm very impatient and I don't want to wait that long. After taking a long shower I get out. I have a really pretty light-yellow dress picked out. I put it on. It's more fitted then what I have expected but, I still like it. I have beige high-heels picked out. I never wear them unless it's a special occasion. I put them on. It's not comfy but, I think I'll get used to it. I put my hair in a high ponytail and I use a lot of hairspray. Hairspray is expensive, here in district two. I very rarely use the hairspray so its not even close to running out. I'm walking to the kitchen while my feet start hurting really bad. I take off my heels, and turn around to go to my room. I have backup shoes, thank god. The looked almost exactly the same, except they were flats. I then head to the kitchen. I see both my parents standing there. They are both victors from previous games. However, they aren't going to be my mentor because, they aren't the most recent winners. Brutus and Enobaria will be the boy tribute and my mentors. I'm getting really nervous. I'm so nervous I'm thinking about changing my mind about volunteering. But I don't want to disappoint my parents so, I will volunteer. My mom comes and hugs me. "We're going to miss you," she says. She's taller than I am just by three inches. Her long dark brown hair is in my face. She lets go, and I go to hug my dad. He is much taller than I am. He also has dark hair but, it's much darker than moms. It's almost black. "We know you're going to win," he says. I let go of my dad and I see tears going down my moms face. "I haven't volunteered just yet," I say. "I know. I'm just gonna miss you," my mom responds. I smile. "I'm going to miss you guys too." We are about to leave when my mom runs and grabs something from our kitchen table. "In the arena you're allowed to have one district token. I would like for you to wear this," she says. She holds out a gold bracelet. It has a dangling little gold knife. It's not one that can hurt anyone because, then they wouldn't allow it. It has to be really expensive. "Thanks," I say. My mom puts it on my left wrist. "It was your mom's when she was in the games," my dad mentions. "It was, and now I want you to wear it," she says. My dad holds open the house door for my mom and I while we are exiting. We both say thank you. I walk nervously. I smiled bravely though, so people wouldn't doubt me when I volunteer.