I found Christia in her bedroom.

"Clove?" She asked as she put down her blush brush.

"Hi. Um, I was wondering if maybe you could take me to my room. I am not sure where it is," I asked nervously.

"Yes, yes, of course. She got out of her chair and put her hand on my back as she led me to my room. It was a little bit down the hall. She opened up the door and led me in.

"This is your room. There is a bathroom right there, a closet with clothes over there, and your bed. Dinner is at 5:45 sharp! Don't be late!" She smiled as she left the room.

I sat on the silkly, cyan covers. I laid there for a bit, just staring at the ceiling and thinking.

After awhile I felt like I was being watched. I sat up.

Cato was leaning against the door entrance.

"What do you want?" I asked obviously annoyed.

"Nothing," He said, but he still continued to just stand there.

"If you don't mind, I would like to be left ALONE."

"I mind. Don't worry I am not here." I looked up to still see him standing there.

"UGH!" I got up and stormed down the hall towards the main room.

"Christia can you please inform Cato that-" I stopped talking as I saw a women, that wasn't Christia. She was sitting on the couch reading a book.

She had dark brown hair and olive skin. She was beautiful, yet she intimidated me.

"Good afternoon Clove." She smiled. He teeth were sharp like daggers. Meg had told me that Enobaria ripped a person's throat out with her teeth when she was in the games. After she won, she got an operation to get her teeth shaped like daggers. I thought it was just a tall tale, but now I know that I was definitely wrong.

"I am Enobaria, your mentor." She stood up. Her hair went all the way down to her waist, and she was wearing a gold dress.

I was unable to speak. So mesmerized by her sharp dagger-like teeth.

Cato entered the room and as soon as he saw Enobaria his eyes widened.

"Woah," he looked so shock.

"Why hello Cato. I have heard a lot about you." She smiled, closing her mouth. She sat back down and continued her book. Christia walked into the room and sat down next to her,

"Wow Enobaria! You look dazzling in that dress." Christia nearly screamed.

"Thank you," Enobaria chuckled.

I left the room and walked into my room. I should probably get cleaned up before dinner so I do not smell. I took off my white and navy blue dress and laid it on the bed. I walked into the bathroom and got into the bath tub.

I laid in the warm water for awhile until I finally washed my hair and body. I got out of the tub and grabbed a soft towel.

I wrapped it above my chest and walked out of the bathroom.

I screamed as Cato sat on my bed.

"GET OUT!" I yelled.

"Why?" Cato pretended to be hurt.

"GET OUT YOU CREEP! Is this your hobby or something? Watching girls nude?" I said with a look of puzzled across my face.

"Only with you," Cato laughed.

I punched his arm and grabbed his shirt. I pushed him out of the room and locked the door behind him.

"Goodness gracious." I sighed. I slipped on my dress once again and combed through my hair.

I walked out of the room and into Cato's.

He was on his bed with his eyes closed.

"Cato's room. May I help you?" Cato said. He stayed in his same position.

"I just came to tell you that you are an asshole. See you at dinner." I said as I walked out of the room.

"Clove?" I heard Cato call.

"What?" I asked as I walked back in.

"Do you want to know why I volunteered?" Cato asked.

"Sure." I answered, a teeny bit shocked he even asked me this.

"I volunteered because you were reaped. I want to protect you," he told me.

"Oh, Cato I am flattered, but I just don't feel that way about you, " I said as I walked out of the room.

When it became 5:43 I hurried off to to main room for dinner.

I was really nervous about having to face Cato. I have no idea if it was true or not. He is 18 and he was at the academy. The only reason he volunteered was because he had too.

I feel like somehow he is trying to play with my feelings. He barely knows me, and there is no possible way he just sacrificed his life to protect me.

This is all just one big lie, so Cato can mess me up in the games.

Well, I am not going to fall for it.

I sat at the wooden table. There was some meat that looked like steak. There was some mushed peas, shrimp stew, and some bread. I helped myself to everything. It would probably be good if I added some pounds to this skinny body of mine.

I looked up to see Cato. This time he wasn't looking at me. I looked back at my food.

"Since you guys aren't asking for some life advice I will just go ahead and give you some," Enobaria said, breaking the silence,"when you first get into the arena during the bloodbath, kill. Your goal is to kill as many people as possible because you guys are careers. Once the bloodbath is over, make camp at the Cornucopia. Maybe make some alliances with the other careers, and kill them off later in the games.

"Um, I am not a career. Cato is," I corrected her.

"Of course you are," Enobaria looked confused.

"I was in the academy but I got kicked out," I informed her.

"How? I never heard of such treachery." Enobaria stopped eating.

"I killed someone there," I said as I looked down at the floor.

"How?" She asked again.

"I beat her until she was no longer living," I gulped.

"Well, than you're a career." Enobaria laughed.

"I'm not," I corrected her once again.

"So your telling me that you never learned any sort of killing method while you were there?" Enobaria raised her eyebrows.

"Well I did um learn how to throw knives," I told her.

"Career. Wow, are you any good?" Enobaria asked.

"She's great. I once saw her in her yard throwing knives at these targets," Cato told her.

"Did she make the bullseye?" Enobaria asked him.

"Yeah,"Cato told her. I just wanted to punch him the face right then. I don't want to kill, I don't want to be a career.

"I don't want to kill people. I just want to be weak, like everyone else," I snapped.

"Well hon, unless you want to be stoned by peacekeepers you are going to be a career, whether you enjoy being one or not," Enobaria yelled.

"What?" Cato asked.

"President Snow wants everyone in District 1, 2, and 3 careers or they are killed," Christia answered for Enobaria.

I stood up and threw my plate on the floor and watched as it shattered into a million peices.

"CLOVE!" Christia screamed.

"I am not going to be here and be something I am not. I would rather be tortured to death than bow to this bullshit." I yelled as I stormed out of the main room.

I crawled into my bed and cried myself to sleep.

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