Chapter 5

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-Clove POV-
This story is in editing. I will be updating the new chapter with in the next few days.
When district four is shown I was surprised by the faces. Young. I guess I shouldn't be because Cato and I aren't much older. District five male looks to be decent actually. The female looks intelligent but not good with a weapon. Easy kill to me. District six has two fighters by the looks of it. We will see when we arrive there what the real answer is. Seven has two older kids. No comment there. Eight is looking horrible. Two scrawny children who won't last past day two. District nine has no chance once so ever. "I feel bad for nine kinda." I say
"Wow Clove your so kind." Cato jokes.
I lay my head on Cato's shoulder and zone out for a few minutes. I snap back when I see the male and female for district eleven. A very tall male. He has a glare that makes me think he could kill me in a matter of seconds...bare hands. The girl is the opposite. A twelve, short, looks innocent." Easy kill the girl is." Cato points out.
"Agreed."
The reaping in twelve is normaly boring but this year there is a volunteer. A twelve year old was picked at first. Then her sister, I assume, screams that she volunteers. The boy tribute is average hight. A lot less buff than Cato. Although something is there still.
"What a show that reaping was!" I exclaim
" Yes it was. We have a good chance this year." He sighs realizing what he just said.
Cato kisses my cheek in apologies. I am not even thinking about the games until the doors open and I suddenly relies where I am. A lady with oddly sharp teeth hisses at us. Her teeth remind me of a tiger. A very big man walks up behind her and they both sit down across from us. Our mentors I guess.
" I am Enobaria" The tiger women introduces herself.
"Brutus" the man points to himself.
"I'm Cato." Cato looks a little taken by surprise.
"My name is Clove." I say a little too quietly.
" We couldn't here you honey." Brutus sneers.
"Clove." I snap.
Brutus and Enobaria exchange glances. They read each others minds just like Cato and I. We sit in silence until Enobaria speaks up "What weapons are you good at?"
"I throw knifes pretty well if I say so myself." I sit closer to Cato.
"I can use a sword." Cato wraps his arm around me.
" We got some love birds on our hands don't we." Brutus smirks
We all just smile.

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