Chapter 11
2 years later
I feel someone's hand cupping my eyes close " happy birthday beautiful" "you don't need to tell everyone" I say Grabbing his hands and taking them away from my eyes. I'm now 15 and cato is 18. He is even bigger than he was and more talented " what I want to tell everyone that its your birthday" he says taking my hand in his " just another year older means I have more chance to be reaped" I say " hey. Don't think like that" he says pushing my hair behind my ear " we are going to stay together always" I look into his eyes and know that he means it " hey I got to go to training after school you wanna go. I can finally teach you how to use a sword properly " he says " sure maybe I'll beat you?" I says he takes my hand and we walk down the corridor. It doesn't phases me that girls are staring at cato. Until I look at the these two girl pointing at him and he is looking the other way. It's like they think I'm invisible. " I'll see you later" he says kissing my fore head " okay" I say. I don't like watching him walk away it makes me feel insecure. Like he is my protector
Months later.
Today is the day of the reaping cato and I stayed up almost all last night in the field be the old oak tree, we where looking up at the stars and talking about our future. He wants to move away for here and go to the capitol. I want I stay put. " if I go. You come with me" he says. I want to stay with him but I know if he goes with out me he will find a better girl. He deserve that. All the looks I get when I'm walking down the corridor with him. Makes me feel like I don't belong. "knock knock" I walk to the door and I see a boy with combed back hair and a clean tucked in shirt cato never dresses like this. My mother walks to the door " thank you for taking her cato. Your such a nice boy" she says " thanks you mrs. Sevina" he says. He doesn't have to be so polite. We walk to the town centre and I suddlnly feel all nervous. I'm not sure if its about possible losing cato or going in myself. I wouldn't be able to live with myself knowing he is at risk of being killed. I walk over to registration and cato walks away without saying goodbye he tends to do this. He doesn't like saying good bye
