Golden Tributes

Golden Tributes

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- Snapshots of THG scenes you guys wanted differently - Imagine if Clove and Cato won? Or if Finnick never died. Maybe even Annie wasn't scarred from her games? How could the story have been different?. Comment scenes and I'll write them up. :) *I do not own any of these characters or setting they belong entirely to Suzanne Collins* NOTE: THIS IS NOT CANON - if you want stories that stick to the original storyline of thg please do not click on mine.
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After being adopted, Clove moves into a new house and meets her neighbour, Cato. They instantly become friends and start building a relationship that nearly turns into something more than friends. Cato betrays Clove and she is devastated, will she ever forgive him in time to be his district partner in the 74th Hunger Games? ****************** “You drive me crazy.” I say before I lean in to kiss her. I try stopping myself but I just couldn’t. I could feel my heart almost bursting out of my chest. I realise, I wasn’t the only one who was leaning in. My heartbeat starts ringing through my ears when our lips touch for the first time but only lightly. “I have to go.” Clove says while taking a big gulp in and pulling away. “Why?” I say in disappointment. “I just have to.” She says almost in a whisper. Clove swings her bag over her shoulder and takes off in lightning speed. I stand up and start walking slowly back to my house. My thoughts flooded with a billion unanswered questions. You idiot! You tried to kiss your best friend who’s three years younger than you! I had to apologize. As I take each step, something kept bugging me, why did she lean in too? ************************* COPYRIGHT © 2013 Misty_Scarlet ***Used to be AlexbelleSwift***

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