Disclaimer: I do not own the hunger games, it belongs to Suzanne Collins. I only own Eneldo, Ruda and Laurel(and maybe some other characters that will appear in the future.

Also, this is a Cloveniss/Peeto fanfic. If you don't like those pairings, then just don't read it, and please, don't be mean, this is my first fanfic and english is not my first language. Thanks and I hope you enjoy it.

Clove P.O.V

When I wake up, i feel something on my back, rather than something, someone. It's Laurel. I caress her head and then I get up. She climbed in my bed when i was sleeping, maybe because today is the reaping day. I'm pretty sure everyone is excited. Of course, this is district two, whoever that goes to the games feels like it's an honor. Well, not everyone feels like this. Not when you are an orphan who already Works. My name is Clove, i'm only fifteen and today I have the feeling that the odds may not be in my favour.

I arrive to the open field just to be greeted by my best friends Eneldo and Ruda

"hey Clove' said Ruda, with a smile "i didn't know you where making a tribute to Katniss" i frowned, not knowing what she was meaning, then I saw Eneldo looking astonished at my leg. I followed his gaze and I saw my pants burning. I was standing next to a fire. Then I was suddenly soaked. Ruda was holding a bucket while she was laughing.

"Oh My GOD! Hahahaha" Eneldo sighed, with a hand on his face,"come on, let's get to work until we get to stand in front of the freaking cameras like treats to the capitol".

Being a Bricklayer isn't that bad. You get enough food to have a good figure. An orphan from district 2 looks better than any person in the other districts. But when it comes to the games, we are as useful as someone from a no career district. The only thing we know is do our job. Well, at least the majority. I am an exception. I'm very skillful at throwing knifes, and trust me, I never miss. When i was five, my dad gave me a set of six knifes and taught me how to throw them. He said that he wanted me to have everything by my side when i got reaped, if I ever got. Then, when I was eleven, he died. I was alone, and soon, in an orphanage, where I met Ruda, Eneldo and her little sister Laurel. They became my only family, and I couldn't ask for a better one. But everything said, I tend to miss my dad. He always amazed me. He wasn't a peacekeeper, or a victor, he was just a stonemason, but he sure knew how to defend himself both physically and verbally. He always told me about mother too. How beautiful she was, how she always made him laugh, how she loved us until her last breath…

"you know" starts Eneldo "what would you do if you got reaped?" Ruda and I feel a bit uncomfortable, then Eneldo speaks again "I would try to get fat so I could go over all the tributes rolling" and we all laugh, we know the games aren't a fun topic, but imagining Eneldo round like a ball rolling over everyone is something amusing.

" I would sing" says Ruda " their eardrums would explode"

"hahaha, what about you Clove?"

"dunno" I shrug

"She doesn't need to do nothing, with just a glare everyone would be scared as fuck" says Ruda, and I give her the glare she's been talking about.

"ack! See? That one exactly!" and we laugh. But deep inside, we know that today anything can happen, and obviously, none of us has a chance.

" but Clo, you never miss, If you got knifes, you could win"

"yeah…"

"And you could get to court the girl on fire" Ruda winks.

"Shut up!" I yell, knowing I might be as red as a tomato. Since the last games, I've had a crush on Katniss, the girl on fire. She was so pretty, and her voice was angelic, and she was amazing with a bow, and just… perfect. And Ruda makes sure to remind me my crush with her stupid jokes.

When we arrive to the orphanage, we all take a bath and get dressed. The dress I have doesn't fit me, looks like I've grown a lot this last year.

"Something wrong?" asks Laurel. She's wearing a white dress with a brown belt.

"Looks like my dress is useless…"

"Well, you are not going naked" says Ruda, smirking with her arms crossed. She's wearing a cream dress.

"Oh, I know!" exclaims Laurel. "Didn't you have your father's reaping clothes?"

"Yeah" I start, a bit confused"but it'll be a bit weird. Don't you think?"

"Nah, come on, just give it a shot"

"Okay…" I go to my grandpa's trunk and I take of a bag with a cornucopia drawn in it. I take of the clothes and I put them on. I look in the big mirror and I can't help but to think that I look better in these clothes than in my old dress. I wear a black shirt, with a crimson vest and white pants that oddly fit me perfectly, like they were made for me when I reached this day.

I turn to see Laurel with a big smile and her hands clasped and Ruda with a shocked expression.

"Wow," starts Ruda "you look good"

"You look awesome!" exclaims Laurel

"Yes, well, I would feel flattered if it wasn't because I am no man" I say with an arched eyebrow.

Then Eneldo comes in, with a blue shirt, dark brown pants and a tie. "You ready?"

"Yeah, let's end this nightmare"

We arrive to the Hall of Justice, and after being identified, we walk to our respective places. Eneldo hugs Laurel and goes with the boys. Ruda kisses her cheek, and then I hug her tightly "don't worry" I whisper "your name is only one time, you won't go, I promise" then I kiss her forehead and she goes with the other twelve years. Ruda and I go with the Fifteen girls. On the stage we can see district two president, Enobaria,a victor and the escort, and Cato, the mentor. Enobaria with a smile that shows her pointy teeth, starts her speak, but I'm not listening, I'm too occupied holding Ruda's hand, trying to comfort her while in my mind I hope that either of us get chosen. Then Ruda drops her hand and I look at her. There's a tear and I'm afraid. The have already said the female tribute's name. Is it her? I slowly turn to de big screen. The face in the screen is not hers. It's neither mine. It's Laurel.