I was the new girl at school. Basically everyone turned on me. I had no friends at all. But the one I noticed had ice blue eyes and a light blonde hair. He always had ear buds in his ears. He was part of jocks. Also two years older than me. His name was Cato. The name suited him. He was always so gorgeous. He usually wore a dark red jacket with a t-shirt and jeans. I on the other hand had shoulder length brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. I always wore plaid or straight color dresses with tights and Mary Jane shoes.
I always noticed at one point or another he glanced or looked at me. But what did he see in me? That was thing I wanted to figure out. Maybe he wanted to help me but didn't because he'd lose popularity. But all that changed when he walked in same lonely room that I'm in.
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Clove: From the Beginning [The Hunger Games Fanfiction Clato]
FanfictionCOMPLETED Clove's story from the the beginning. Gets reaped. Cato volunteers. What else? Will she make it out alive? Two from the same district may win. May the odds ever be in your favour.