(A/N) Hi! My name is Natalie and this is my Clato fanfiction! I hope you like it! Any helpful suggestions would be great!
I've trained my whole life for these few weeks. I am a tribute in the 74th Hunger Games. I'm standing on my platform getting ready to run. As the clock is counting down in front of me, I make eye contact with Cato, the other tribute from District 2, and the love of my life. He winks at me and I try to hide my smile. My name is Clove. This is my story. Let's start from the beginning, the day the volunteers were chosen.
I wake up. Ugh….. another day to go train. I have knife throwing practice today. I am training to be a tribute in the Hunger Games. My biggest fears, I will not be chosen to be in or that I am, along with my crush, Cato. I have trained my whole life for those few weeks in the arena where I can prove myself not to be weak. I get dressed and go downstairs for breakfast.
"Good Morning mom."
"Good morning sweetie. What are you doing today?"
"Same as usual."
"When are they picking the tributes to volunteer?"
"In five days. These next couple practices have to be perfect!"
"Well I know you'll do great. I have strong hopes for you Clove," she says while looking down at the newspaper and drinking her coffee.
"Thanks mom."
As I eat my breakfast I wonder who my biggest competition is. There's Leah, that bratty girl from the richer part of the district, but she's not persistent enough. There's also Shannon, but she's not accurate enough. In my opinion, I am the best option. As I finish my breakfast I hear a knock at the door.
"I'll get it Mom!" I answer the door, and there stands the most gorgeous man alive, Cato.
I stand there, speechless. I must look like a fool. I finally get myself together enough to say, "Oh hi Cato! What brings you here?"
"Well, when I walk to training I pass your house, so I was wondering if you would like to walk there with me?"
I'm stunned. "Um, sure! Let me go get my shoes on! Feel free to come in while I look."
"Ok, thanks," he says stepping in. "Nice house."
"Thanks," I say, "Mom! Where are my shoes?"
"I put them in your room!"
"Stop touching my stuff!"
As I say that I see Cato grin. I am still a little confused as to why he came here today, but I don't care. As I find my shoes and put them on I have a thought, what if he knows something? What if he knows who's going into the arena?! I quickly push the thought out of my head. I head back downstairs to the living room and see my mom talking to Cato. I hurry to get us out of here."Bye mom! We don't want to be late!"
As we walk I say to Cato, "I'm sorry about her, she gets a lit-,"
He cuts me off. "Clove, there is something I need to tell you."
"What is it Cato?"
"This is um… really awkward, but I really like you. And I was wondering, would you like to go to dinner with me?"
I stand speechless once again. "I would love that!" I finally muster out.
"Oh, thank God! I thought you would say no."
"Well, I didn't!"
As we approach the training center I see them, Leah and Cathryn, the stuck up twins. They have tortured me every day for seven years. "Um, Cato, I'll talk to you later."
"Ok," he says as he kisses my cheek.
I swear, my heart skipped a beat. As I walk towards Leah and Cathryn I hear them laugh. "Look at you, miss no one going out with the hottest guy here," Leah says.
"She probably thinks she's so cool," Cathryn laughs.
"Don't you guys have anything better to do? Like train."
"Oh please," Leah says like she knows everything, "we all know I'm going in this year. And next year it's Cathryn's turn to shine. And where does that leave you? Oh yeah, nowhere! Ha ha ha."
"We'll just see about that," I say as I walk away.
Did you like it? I own none of this except for the few characters I've added! All credit goes to Suzanna Collins! Please give me suggestions! Should I do Cato's POV?