That week in training we worked the hardest. any one of us could be chosen, and if someone younger than me gets picked, then it needs to be me.
We weren't allowed to practice our best skill until Friday, so the rest of the week I just worked on swords, so that when I did bad Adam would have Cato help me.
On Friday, I went over to my knives, and threw then for the full 3 hours we were there.
For the past week Cato hasn't been to my house, so that just Incase we get picked, we can be ready.
It's killing me not having him here, but we do need to have this time to prepare.
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Be my victor: a clato fanfic
FanfictionA story of the famous ship: clato (Cato and clove from district 2) how they met, and how it happens though the games. Enjoy!
