The boy with the blonde hair
'Hey you over there!' A boy with blonde messy hair called. 'What do you want Cato.' I snarled back. 'I just wanted to know your name princess.' He smirked to himself smugly. 'It's Clove and never call me that again!' 'Someone is fiesty.' He whispered to himself. 'Thats it!'
I pull out two knives from the back of my pony tail and throw them straight at him. Luckily, he dodged them. He spun around with his sword right behind my back and my knife to his throat. 'Not so bad' he said. 'Well you weren't to bad yourself.' I smirked back. 'So are you going to volunteer for the games?' He asked in concern. 'Oh we'll is the brave ranked number one Cato taking interest in me?' Don't flatter yourself Clover.
'What did I say about nicknames!' I screamed. 'You know how cute you are when you complain right?' Ugh!
'Well weren't you two splendid!' Ryan who runs the training center said while applauding. Cato stood tall with arrogance. Everything about him sucks! But his eyes are dark blue when he was in 'killing mode' but then when he asked if I was trying out for the games, they turned light blue, almost concerned.
Snap out of it clove! He doesn't like you and you don't like him. Your enemies and that is all it will ever be! 'Shove it Ryan.' I said. He backs away slowly outside of the training center.
'Well clover, since we're going to be In the games together might aswell be allied right?' 'Just allies nothing more.' I hissed in arrogance. 'See you at training tomorrow Clover.' He said. 'See you tomorrow Cat.'
I walk home up to my bedroom noticing one of my knives are gone. CATO! God that bastard is going to get it tomorrow, I swear. That night, I go to bed only thinking about Cato. I will get him back for what he did.