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Warning: This is a Clato fanfic. It's also an AUish one. Sorry any Glato shippers. I ship Clato. You are welcome to read this fanfic, but please, no hate.

Chapter 2

Glimmer's POV

I checked my watch. My lesson should start in about 30 minutes or so. That gives me enough time to call Cato and put our plan into action.

"Cato? It's Glimmer."

"Hey! Has her father put her on the show?"

"Of course he has. My letter alone was enough to convince him. I didn't have to waste my time going over and talking to him in person. More importantly, are you on the show?"

"What do you think? My application was easily unbeatable."

"Do you have any information on any of the other bachelors?"

"One's named Marvel, and one's named Peeta."

"Anyone else?"

"Nope."

"Alright, I think it's time to put our plan into action. Do you remember the plan?"

"How could I forget? You've told it to me over ten times."

"Tell me again."

"I go on the show, and act based on what you've told me about Clove. That way she'll choose me to go on the cruise with her, and then I'll choose the money and we split it."

"Good. And how are you supposed to act?"

"I'm not supposed to underestimate her, because she hates being underestimated, and I'm supposed to respect her privacy, and I shouldn't try to be a gentleman because she hates that. She also will hate her time on the show, so I should hate my time on the show as well. I'm also supposed to challenge her to things involving strength, because she likes to prove that she's strong, and plus she likes to use her knives to intimidate people. And I can't act like a wimp when she does so, or else she'll be disgusted and the whole plan will fail."

"Okay. I think we're good."

"Tell me, why do you want revenge on Clove again? You're supposedly her best friend."

I grit my teeth. "I already told you, she's ruining my chances at the Games."

"How? You're from two different districts."

` "She's the best at the Academy, and plus she's the Mayor's daughter, so she'll volunteer, and no one will object, because she's the Mayor's daughter. Which means I'll have to go into the Games with her, and since she's the best at the Academy, she'll win and I won't."

"Can't you just wait a year? That way she wins her Games, then you volunteer next year and then you win your Games."

"Idiot. I'm 18. It's my last year to enter the Games. Listen, I've got a class in about 5 minutes. Call me when you start filming."

"Got it. Bye."

"Bye."

I slip my phone back into my pocket. Then, I grab my bow and head into the Training Arena.