Author's Note:Me and HFQ were bored again,so we decided to write a Clato love don't own the hunger games or any of it's ..yeah...hope you enjoy it!-HFQ and KMS
Cato sat outside his house, his hands in his face. His mom and dad were fighting again over glory. Cato didn't care anymore about glory for being in the games. Even though if you brought back a win to District 2,it meant so much more than just winning the games. It meant you were the strongest teenager that year, and could defeat them all. It didn't MATTER! He stood up, walking to the center of town to try and find an idea to change everything.
Clove kicked a stone angrily on the side of the street. When she heard the news that the annual Hunger Games were coming soon, she ran. She literally ran. It's not that she hated the games. She just hated the thought of her going INTO the games. Her family always assured her that she WOULD NOT go into the games. I mean, how could you? her family would say. Your name is only in three times. Yeah, three times, Clove thought angrily. One more chance than last year at being picked. Great, she thought again. Just great.