Hey Everyone! This is my first piece of writing so sorry if it isn't all that great! I will be adding more chapters, i will try to update daily, but if i cant i'm sorry! This story is about Cato and Clove, So please review and tell me what you think! It would mean a lot! I was also wondering if i should add some chapters in Cato's point of view! Let me know! Thanks!

ps. The next chapter will be about the reaping and some of the stuff in the capitol !


The Beginning:

We've know each other since I can remember . He was 10 and I was 9, I remember it was my first day of practicing so I could later volunteer at the reaping. That's where I saw him. He spotted me as soon as I walked in and in an instance our eyes locked on each others. He kept his hold on me with his deep blue eyes and I knew I wouldn't be the first to look away. I swear we held our gaze forever , how long would he hold out? Soon after he looked away, giving me a slight smirk and a shake of his head. At that moment I knew I wanted more.

After time we continued this as we practiced. Me I learned how to throw knifes and him with his sword. Boy did he know how to use that sword of his ! In one swift motion the practice dummy was in pieces on the floor. I knew I had to learn this boys name.

I approached him, my knifes at my side, ready for anything. As I walked up to him he sliced yet another dummy to bits and if a slight motion turned to me, his sword pointed at me.

"Hey. I'm Cato." he said lowering his sword.

I couldn't speak, I tried yes , but it was like I was an avox only choking sounds came out. I swallowed hard and finally talked.

"You're pretty good with that sword, ever tried throwing knifes?"

"No, but I've see you , your pretty exceptional. Even if you just started training." he laughs and give the exact same smile from the beginning.

I start to feel my cheeks flame up with heat. This makes him laugh a little which makes me blush even more. Quickly I turn to run to the exit. But I'm stopped by his voice.

" You never told me your name."

I turn around , still blushing .

"I'm Clove." I giggle and once again turn to leave.

Just a I'm through the door I hear him whisper

" See you tomorrow, Clove."

Every day I return to see his blue eyes. Eventually we become great friends and every time I see him I fall a bit more in love with him. But he can never know the feelings I have for him. It would break me if he didn't feel the same , so I learn to just leave things alone.

As I train along side him I learn I'm actually quite good at knife throwing. I can hit the target in the heart from 60 feet away. Cato still excels with his sword. I even learn that even though I'm small I can still get Cato to the ground in hand to hand combat, even with all his strength. And I love it.