Remember Me?
Chapter: 1
Hello! Enjoy my short chapter, (more will come)
Run! Duck! Jump! Run! Duck! Jump! Are the last words I hear before I feel my legs failing beneath me. Boom! I fall flat on my face, jolly. "CLO" screams Ashina my trainer. "You're lacking in class, and when people lack-"
"They get sent back, I know the phrase," She whips her body around in one swift motion and wheels away, Ashina lost all feeling in her legs after she won the games. I feel a sharp pain in my right knee. "Fuck" I mumble as I crack it back into place, and sickly enough the pain spreads a smile across my lips.
"CLO!"
"WHAT?"
Ashina comes over to me with an unfamiliar boy. I inspect the boy; he's tall, muscular with blonde hair, typical for District 2.
" You will show him around, no arguments," She says snapping me out of my train of though.
"Hey, I'm Cato," the boy says flashing me a smile. Great, another ignorant, stuck up, hormone crazed little shit, what fun!
"I'm Clov-"
"Clove I know, I could never forget someone as hot as you"
"Have we met before?"
A flash of sadness crosses his eyes, but then they quickly go back to their original icy form.
"No."
I understand why boys think that I'm pretty, I'm not saying that I'm stunning, it's just that district 2 doesn't have any pretty girls, they are all muscular and masculine while I'm frail and have very defined features.
"You can call me Clo, I find Clove to formal, only my dad calls me Clove,"
"Clo, I like that," he says smirking again.
"Yep..." Oh god how I hate awkward silences.
"So," I begin attempting to break the awkwardness, "why'd you move to District 2?"
"Well I was born in District 1, but my parents work transported here"
"Nice, District 1, the rich peoples district."
"I guess..."
"So Cato what's you're COW?"
He laughs "My what?"
God this kid acts like he's 4, "Your choice of weapon?"
"Oh, swords, but I'm also good with spears, what about you what's you're cow?" He says trying not to laugh at the word "cow."
"Throwing knives," I say blandly.
Cato POV
Throwing knives? Yep this is my Clovely.
"Would you mind showing me?"
She sighs, "Sure why not." She says as she wanders over to the knife station. As I observe her she doesn't miss a single target. Damn I've missed her.
"Whoa Clove I'm impressed,"
"My brother taught me."
Travis, her brother's name is Travis. "Cool, so what year are you volunteering?" I ask.
"In two years," she casually states as she sips her water.
No. Fucking. Way.
"Same."
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