December 16, 2012. Alright, one review. That's all? But shout out to Clato 27 for reviewing. I think this chapter will be interesting. Hope you like, don't be shy about reviewing either! Thanks and stay clovely.

The next morning Clove woke up to a purple headed woman staring down at her.

"She'll do," she said. The woman had green eyes and ear piercings. She looked back at Ruby, who was today sporting a platinum blonde wig.

"Yes I think we can make her very desirable," said Ruby.

"Wh-what?" asked Clove. They just shook their heads and Ruby said Clove had to report to the table for breakfast in 5 minutes. Clove pulled on a pair of black yoga pants and a green shirt. She flattened her hair down with a brush and pursed her lips. She thought she looked horrible, and considering Cato would be there it would be unacceptable to look the way she did. Sighing Clove walked down towards the other train car.

"Good morning. You must be Clove," said a cruel looking woman, though her eyes showed a young woman.

"Clove Kentwell," she replied. The woman gestured for a chair and said,

"We won't be doing much besides going over strategies and well we have to prepare for the chariot rides."

"You're Enobaria aren't you?" asked Clove realization clouding her face. The woman nodded.

"And this is Brutus. He's already taken a liking to your district partner. Cato."

Clove stuck out her hand but Brutus just glared at her. Clove growled, she'd have to prove she was worth it.

"Hey Clover," said Cato thinking no one would here. But apparently Ruby has ears like a hawk.

"Clover? I thought it was just Clove. My have you been lying on everything requiring your legal name?" she began shreaking.

"Tresse, settle down," ordered Brutus. Ruby just glared at him.

"No, of course not! It's a nickname, do you have to take everything so literally?" asked Clove.

"A nickname? How well do you two know each other?" asked Enobaria frowning.

"Since I was 10 and she was 8," said Cato.

"Well, this could potentially cause problems. There's only one victor," she replied.

"No duh," said Clove without thinking. Suddenly Enobaria lunged at her. Though really it was a test, Clove's instincts kicked in. Suddenly she whipped around and had Enobaria beneath her, Clove pulled out one of her more evil looking knives and pushed it against Enobaria's neck, drawing a little blood. In one swift motion Cato pulled Clove up and sat her in a chair telling her to calm down. Enobaria spit on a nearby napkin and rubbed it harshly against her neck.

"Alright Clove, you've proven yourself," said Brutus, satisfied. Cato and Clove sat next to each other and said

"Now teach us how to win." said Clove.

Clove and Cato listened as Brutus and Enobaria talked, taking in every single word. Then they began the dreaded discussion of the parade. Clove watched as her stylist, Kelston came out in his all blue etire.

"I am Kelston. This is Liza the stylist for the boy," said Kelston. Clove was dreading the discussion indeed.

-the parade-

Clove looked in the small mirror by District 6 tributes one last time before heading back.

"I suppose we don't look too bad," she said. Cato nodded and said,

"I think I look dashing."

"No comment on me then?" asked Clove. She was slightly surprised at her outfit when she first saw it. It wasn't revealing or very enticing to the eyes. Usually they tried to make the girls as appealing as possible. The only thing very girlish on Clove was her 3 inch gold heels.

"You look st-"

"Hello," said a very feminine voice interrupting Cato. Clove glared in slight disgust at her would-be-soon ally. The girl was batting her eye lashes rapidly at Cato who only looked slightly interested.

"You are?" he asked.

"Glimmer Thompson. From District 1 and over there's my partner Marvel Granite."

"I'm Clove and this is Cato. How old are you?" asked Clove.

"Sixteen," said Glimmer giggling in a high pitched voice.

"Glim, what are you up to now?" said a tall boy in a teasing voice. She turned around gave him a look and smiled back at Cato and Clove.

"This is Cato and Loaf from District 2!" Clove's eyes bulged at what she heard Glimmer call her.

"It's not Loaf you idiot, it's Clove," said Cato. Glimmer whimpered at being called an idiot but then said,

"Well how old are you Clove? Fourteen? You're a little young to be in the games. Hope you don't need a babysitter," she said.

"No, I'm fifteen. Don't underestimate me, Glimmer," said Clove. Before they could talk more Gloss, one of the District 1 victors and now mentor came over.

"Break it up Marvel, Shiny. You have enough time to go in the arena. Also, have you forgotten these are your allies? Let's go," he said yanking on their sleeves.

"What ridiculous outfits," said Cato once they were gone. Clove laughed along but Glimmer had done something to her. She watched as Glimmer flattened the top of her outfit revealing her very small skinny frame. Now Clove knew that girl needed more muscle but she couldn't help but wonder if she had too much extra. As if he could read her thoughts Cato said,

"You are a billion times prettier than her Clover."

Finally the chariots were lined up and Cato and Clove watched as District 1 went out. They could here chants.

"It's go time," whispered Cato. Suddenly Clove saw the faces of the Capitol people. There strange faces and too powdered faces. She watched as they began shouting,

"Cato and Clove," and she couldn't help but agree. She sighed and looked at Cato who was waving. She wanted him badly. He was her world, she wanted to go home, and tell him how she felt. They were almost to the end when they heard gasps and people yelling,

"Katniss! Peeta!" Clove whipped her head around and saw a dreadful sight. The idiots from District 12 were on fire. Clove was stunned too for a minute before gaining a new hatred for the two people in the final chariot. She glanced at Cato long enough for them to share a thought. Those two would be the first to die for stealing their glory.

After the parade was over they were undressing and talking in the main level. Clove looked around at all the tributes. She glared as she saw a blonde man walk over and nod in approval at the tributes from 12. That must be their almost always drunk mentor. What was his name? She looked back as Ruby Tresse waved her hand off in dismissal of the topic.

"So? You can win the Capitol in the interviews. We still need to come up with your angle, by the way!" said Ruby. Clove and Cato headed back up to the elevators first.

"Can't believe those tributes from 12, damn them stealing our glory," said Cato. Clove was about to talk when she tripped and fell right on Cato. Their faces were centimeters away as she stared into his beautiful blue eyes.

"Cato," she whispered in longing. The next thing that happened made Clove go to heaven. He kissed her. She started kissing him back, even more passionately. Cato pressed her against the wall, running his hands along her hips and thighs. They weren't even aware when the door opened, letting people get on the elevator. They almost missed the squeak of surprise and the louder gasp of another. Pulling apart Cato moved Clove behind him protectively. He released his grip when he saw it was Ruby and Brutus.

"My, my. That is not the proper way to behave in elevators. Must I go over etiquette with you sooner than I thought?" squealed Ruby in frustration.

Brutus gave an evil smile and announced, "Well, I think we just found our interview angle."

So, someone reviewed saying for Cato and Clove to go public, that is what I'm doing. Also, I know they finally kissed! Oh wait, it's only chapter two. I am hoping you will REVIEW or I'll be like Snape and whack you on the back of the head. Muwhahaha. With love, HeresThePlaceWhereILoveYou