The next day the Capitol has a message for us.
"For this years reaping, we will reap from the existing pool of tributes. This is a special year since it is our third quarter quell."
As soon as I heard this I was shocked. I started to cry and run to Cato's house. When I got there I could hear glass shattering. So I ran inside and saw Cato breaking everything. I went up to him and hugged him tight. I only ever let Cato see my emotions. I can't have everyone thinking I'm some sappy little girl.
"It will be ok Cato. We will survive this. We have to." I said partly crying.
I really didn't want to go back into the games. I enjoy killing when I have to survive but its not something I would do for fun. It may not seem like I have a heart but the truth is, my heart belongs to Cato. He doesn't know this but I have a crush on him. But he only sees me as his best friend.
"Clove what should we do?"
"I don't really know, if one of us gets reaped and the other doesn't. I couldn't live with myself knowing I left you alone."
"Lets just volunteer. I mean we won the previous games who says we cant do it again? We will be together. Last year they let two tributes win so maybe we can do the same?"
"Cato are you insane? This year would be different. We will be dealing with experienced killers."
"Well Clove, we are also one of those experienced killers. We are just as lethal as they are. We can do this." He said.
"Okay, alright you've convinced me, we'll do it."
"See you in the morning." I say as I'm walking to the door.
"Wait, why don't you stay?" He says.
"Are you sure?"
"Come on its fine."
"Alright ill stay."
I walk back over to him. I smile.
Tomorrows reaping day I'm excited but I'm also a little terrified.
It gets late and I get ready to sleep.
"Clove come on its pretty late. Reaping is tomorrow we should get some sleep."
"Coming!" I say feeling rushed.
When I get to his room I didn't really think about the sleeping situation until now.
"Am I going to sleep in the bed with you?" I said.
"Its just one night and I don't see a big deal with it." He says.
"Oh okay, um that's fine."
I get in his bed and he lays next to me. I feel a little weird sleeping next to him. I finally fall asleep.
When I woke up Cato was still asleep. I started to sneak out of the bed. As my feet hit the floor, something grabbed my arm and pulled my back.
"You really going to leave without a word?" He said.
"I didn't want to wake you. Its also reaping day I have to go home to get ready." I said awkwardly.
"Now let go I have to go."
His arm loosens, I think he fell back asleep. So I rush to get out. I cant be late for the reaping.
I run home. As I walk inside my parents ask where I was. I told them I slept over at Cato's and walked upstairs. I put this ugly blue dress on with a white shirt underneath. I brushed my hair then put it in a ponytail.
My parents will be disappointed when they find out i'm volunteering. But i'll come back alive and it will all be ok.
I hope Cato doesn't remember what happened this morning. That was kinda embarrassing.
But anyways I walked down to the town square where the reaping was held. I didn't live but a couple blocks away. I was taken to the stage along with the other victors. I saw Cato standing with the male victors.
Once they got everyone settled they started to talk about how great Panem is and why the Hunger Games were started. They talked about the revolution a long time ago and showed us what they did to district 13."Happy Hunger Games! Welcome to the annual reaping!"
"Ladies first!"
She took her hand and dug around in the bowl then she took out a piece of paper. She unfolded it and read.
"Clove Kentwell!"
I was reaped! Me. Well there's my luck, if I wasn't going to volunteer. I walk over to the front of the stage.
"Our girl tribute Clove Kentwell!" Our escort yells.
I look over at my parents. They look terrified. I view over the crowd they are all screaming and clapping. The audience is so excited. Inside I feel betrayed, they promised me a better life. That I would never go back to the games. Here we are getting reaped once again.
They start digging around in the other jar for the males. I look over at Cato he looks prepared, I hope he keeps up his end of the deal and volunteers with me. They take the piece of paper out and open it."Brutus Gu-"
Interrupting, Cato yelled.
"I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!"
Brutus looks taken aback he seemed like he wanted to go to the games. I see the look on his face, he has an angered look and is ready to punch Cato in the face. Cato quickly walks to the front with me before Brutus could hit him.
"Okay then, Cato Hadley and Clove Kentwell our District 2 tributes."
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FanfictionThis is the worst thing to ever exist, kill me. No smut. Cw: Violent descriptions. Clove and Cato are reaped and volunteered for the 75th Hunger games and 3rd Quarter quell. Will they both make it out alive? Or will one have to die? Also Glimmer is...