A/N

Soooo welcome at our Clato fanfic.

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Clove pov

I'm Clover Kentwell. If ANYONE calls me Clover let's just say they won't be breathing tomorrow cause I'll kill them. My friends call me Clove well everyone does. Clove - Cleave you can make the connection, surely. A cleave is a type if knife and I love knives. Well I've been training for ever - since I was 4 and I've always been the best. This year me and some fella cato or Caro or something is also volunteering. He's pretty good not as good as me though. No one is as good as me. I'll probably win. I can win. I WILL WIN. Definitely. Totally. I will. -REAPING - I wake up at about 6 o'clock. This is very late. I wake up expecting someone to come in and Say stuff but no one is up. I slip on some clothes not training clothes but nice normal clothes. I jogged the two miles to the training centre. When I arrived I headed straight to the knives. I ran my finger along them choosing three small sharp knives. I threw one, then another, I spun around throwing the last one. I heard a light, sarcastic clap behind me. It was Cato. ' Call that skill ' he said. ' I'd like to see you do better ' I retorted. He snorted and picked up a few knives. He threw them, extremely badly. He missed the target for all but one. The other landed on the hand. I walked away thinking how bad he was. When I arrived home I walked into the kitchen and poured out a bowl of cereal. ' Good morning ' I said cheerily. My mother looked at me ' why so cheery ' ' I'm volunteering ' ' I forgot ' my father said flatly. My parents are Peacekeepers working in 7. They hate seven but the money is good. They leave me at home alone. They don't like me. All they want is for me to win the hunger games and make them rich. I go upstairs and change into a black strapless dress and black ankle boots and then sweep my hair over to one side. I apply a tiny bit of make up. Eyeliner and a bit of lipgloss. I then walk to the kitchen. ' bye good luck and here's a small gift ' my mother says. The gift turns out to be a diamond on a pin surrounded by gold. It must've cost a fortune. ' bye ' I say and give my parents a hug. They wouldn't come to visit anyway. I arrive in the square 5 minutes early. I get my finger pricked and then walk uo to the 16 year old girl section. I see my friend Lily-Rose. Me and her are quite alike. We both like knives and our parents are Peacekeepers. The escort Gigi ( what type of name is that) welcomes us like we don't live here and says what an honour it is to escort district 2. Yah it's an honour because she gets paid a fortune. She puts on some stupid video and mouths the words along like some lunatic. She then says ' now let's see who will be our tributes ' she totters over to the girls reaping ball in her blue heels. She is blue, blue hair, skin, dress. God I hate blue all because of her. She has oversized lips and always wears a sickly smile. She says ' and the girl choosen to represent District 2 is... Clover Kentwell. ' ' I volunteer ' I scream elbowing girls to get to the stage. Then I realise I was reaped ' you're name is? ' Clove Kentwell ' ' ohhhhh are you related to Clover Kentwell ' ' I am Clover '. Gigi stands there looking like a fool. ' and for the boys... ' I volunteer ' someone says. Yah it's Cato. He walks up says his name and we shake hands. ' Let's give our tributes a round of applause ' pipes Gigi. Everyone claps and we walk off the stage. Well next is for me to win...

Cato pov ( this is from the moment that Cato hears Clove's name.)

F***. That's the only thing I can think. Awesome, I'm going in to an Arena with the girl I secretly love. And she doesn't even know I like her. I know I look like someone without any feelings but I can't stop thinking about her. I have had many girlfriends, but with none of them I had a feeling like I have with Clove. She's so beautiful, I can still remember the first time I saw her. We were four, it was my first training day. When I walked in to the room I saw her beautiful face with her perfect brown eyes and hair. Besides that she is an awesome fighter, even with her eyes closed she could kill everybody, but me of course. But she was never interested in me. I tried to talk to her once or twice but she just glared at me while she threw some more knives at the doll. Gigi walks back to the microphone: 'And now for the boys...' Without thinking i scream 'I volunteer!' 'Wonderful, wonderful.' Gigi says. I walk to the stage and go stand on my spot. 'Well, shake hands!' I take her hand it feels soft, she's so beautiful when she wears a dress. She doesn't even smile at me, she just glares. District 2 applauses and we walk in to the Justice building. We both get a room. We have some time to say goodbye to our family's now. First my mom and dad walk in. 'Good job, boy' my dad says. My mom hugs me thight and says: 'You are an awesome fighter and I know you can win, good luck!' My dad also hugs me and they leave. Then my best friend, John walks in. He knows about me loving Clove but he never takes me serious because I already had that many girlfriends. 'Good job boy, you're in the Games with the hotty!' I glare at him. And he laughs very hard. 'Djeez Cato, I was just kidding, you can win, do the best you can. And don't forget to kiss the hot girl!' 'Thanks you a***.' I say and he leaves. Nobody else comes in.

A/N:

Hiya ,

We are CloveCatoDistrict2 and FourTrisEverLarkJunkie.

2 girls obsessed with Clato.

CloveCatoDistrict2 will make the Clove pov and FourTrisEverLarkJunkie is going to be writing the Cato pov.

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