Secrets - A Clato Fanfiction

I'm Clove Sevina. I'm a Career. I'm from District 2. I love knives. Yep. I'm that wonderful. Today was the day of the Reaping, everybody's nightmare. One boy and girl from each of twelve Districts are chosen to participate in the Capitol's playground- The Hunger Games. Since there are two tributes from each District, there'll be 24 tributes. As I said earlier, I'm in District 2. I have a friend named Cato, he's been my closest friend since we were about 5. Now I'm 15, and he's 18. Cato has a muscular body, and he's pretty tall. His cold blue eyes are what attracts all the "fan girls". He has spiky blonde hair, a defined jawline, and a handsome face. He likes to tease girls, and he's a pervert at times. But today, we're both different. We don't want to get picked for the Hunger Games. But at the same time, we do. We can have some fun.

I don't think the Capitol agrees. Because in a split second, they call out my name.

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