Hello all! :) This is my first fanfic, it is about Cato's slightly crazed girlfriend who finds out she's pregnant right after Cato goes into the arena. R&R!

Chapter 1
"I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!"
The words ring into the air, silencing the angry clamors of the thousand boys trying to volunteer as male for District 2.
"Excuse me?" chirps our thin, anorexic-like escort.
"I said," He repeats, trotting up to the stage with a grin on his face. "I volunteer to win this thing."
The crowd erupts in applause. The petite dark haired girl, Clove, glowers at the audience. Her fists clench at her sides.
"Lovely, sweetheart. Now, what is your name?" quips the escort, handing Cato the microphone.
He eagerly takes it. "My name is Cato Strider."
The escort smiles. "Well, Mr. Strider, we hope to see you coming home as victor."
"You will."
The audience claps and cheers for what seems like forever as the escort introduces the tributes to the District.
I'm happy for Cato, I really am. After all, this is his dream. It's not like I'm afraid he won't come home, because we all know he'll win.
Something doesn't feel right, though.
Cato and Clove do the traditional handshake that is usually exchanged between tributes. Usually such an action doesn't bother me, but the way her eyes seductively flutter at his touch- the way he runs his fingers up her wrist-makes my stomach twist into nervous knots.
Okay, I'm not completely comfortable with this whole ordeal.
My name is Delia Taurik, and my boyfriend Cato is about to run into a death trap with a mysterious, seductive knife freak.
I think I have the right to worry.