Hiya waz up?! Uhmm… there was a mix up with a story I posted this morning. It was meant to be a one shot. I was posting it in a rush before church and I guess I forgot to put complete instead of in progress, sorry for the inconvenience. Sadly, Cato and the hunger games belong to Suzanne Collins, not the smart, funny, awesome, ananda Robinson. Sorry if I got some things from the book wrong, I cant find mine PLEASE PLEASE PRETTY PRETTY WITH CATO ON TOP REVIEW! Hugs, kisses, and happy hunger games, Love, Ananda
Katniss' POV
"Are you ready to go to training?" Peeta asks me. I nod and we go down to the training center. I'm super nervous. I decide to follow Haymitch's advice and to lay low. As soon as we enter all eyes are on me. One gaze draws me to it. The monster from District 2, Cato I think his name is. His stare is harsh, cold, but there's also something softer there, but I can't place it. I look away and head straight for the snares. I do the ones that Gale has taught me. The instructor complimented me and let me go. I head to the plant station and basically review there. I know almost all of the edible and poisonous plants. I do okay, not great with the knives. I think it could be enough to save my life.
"All tributes gather 'round." An instructor yells. We all form a circle around him.
"You will be paired with another tribute and will spar to train you for the games that are in a few short days." Another says. I watch them all intensely and wait for my name to be called.
"Katniss Everdeen and Clove Michaels step forward." An instructor says. I hold my head high and step forward. Clove chuckles and skips forward. An instructor blows a whistle and she lunges forward. Punches are thrown and she tackles me until I flip her over and now I'm on top. It goes back and forth like this for about ten minutes until I hold her down long enough for someone to finally blow a whistle. She sends me a death glare, huffs and stomps away. I find Cato staring at me again. His eye show shock, surprise, and is that admiration I see? His gaze shifts as an instructor speaks
"Cato Thomas and Peeta Mellark." Peeta looks like he's about to puke. I watch the two strong guys battle it out Cato wins easily. Even though Peeta didn't win, he still held up a good fight. Cato has a conquering look in his eyes. The trainers dismiss us for the night and I head straight to my room. I take a shower and change. I'm not at all tired so I decide to go to the roof. I sit down and think. About Prim, Gale, how they'll take seeing me in the games, if I can even win. In the midst of my thoughts, I hear the door open and close. At first I think its Peeta, but I can tell by the heavy steps and muscular build that it is Cato. I tense up. I wonder what they'll do if he kills me before the games start. He stops once he sees me he stops but then comes to sit next to me. I find the situation awkward, with us not really doing anything. He finally utters some words.
"You did pretty well in training today." He says stiffly.
"Uhh, thanks, you too."
"Clove was fuming that she lost to you." He chuckles. The way he says it agitates me.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I ask aggravation clear in my voice.
"Well, nothing to me, but to her…" He trails off. I decide to let it go.
"So I bet you're excited about the games." I state
"Not really. If you ever tell anyone I said this I'll break your neck but, I didn't want to train or be in the games I only did it to bring pride to my district." That shocks me. He doesn't enjoy this?
"It's all unfair."
"Innocent children have to die every year as entertainment and it just isn't right."
"So you aren't going to kill?"
"Of course I am. Everybody will. I don't want to, but I have to."
"I'm terrified of dying; I don't want my sister to see that."
"You won't. You are some strong competition, girl on fire."
"Kill me for saying this, but I'm scared." I say, my voice cracking. What he does next surprises me the most; he scoots over and wraps his arms around me. I look up at him and he leans in and presses his lips gently to mine.
"It'll all be okay." He says before standing up and walking away. I'm so confused. Does he want us to be something? I think I do. Was he just trying to be nice? Will he act like this never happened? I hope not. But it could never work out anyways. Right? I go back to my room and fall asleep with dreams of Cato.
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