Clove POV
I am 14 years old. My name is Clove Kentwell. "Hey." I jerk around. "Oh. Cato hi. What are you doing here?" I respond. "I wanted to see you." He said. Cato is my best friend. His brother was killed in the 71st hunger games. Ever since that he has worked even harder in training. He is great with swords and he can beat almost everyone in wrestling. He is 17. We have been best friends since I was 10 and I joined his training group. Unfortunately for me I have a huge crush on him. I have since I was 7. I can't help it. He is smart ,funny and the hottest guy in district 2. He has deep blond hair and beautiful blue eyes that sparkle when he laughs and shine when he cries. I have only seen him cry once. That was when his brother was killed. But I don't stand a chance. Almost all the girls in district 2 like him. Why would her like me. I am a short messy haired girl with plain eyes. I can't believe he even wants to be my friend. "Well come sit down." I say. He looks at me and says " I have to go into the 74th hunger games.". "No."I wishper. "No!"I yell "That's not fair!". "Why is this making you so upset? You know I want to go anyway. I have to. For my brother." He asked. I sobbed. "I have to go that year too, Cato." I say. I sobbed again. He gathered me in his big strong arms and before I knew what was happening he kissed me. I was too startled to kiss back. Then he walked away.
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Clato is forever
FanfictionWhat really happed in the 74th annual hunger games? One word. CLATO! Will their love survive the arena and most importantly their friendship? This is my first fanfic. Be nice. Also this book will have some.....questionable language. Also all of the...
