What! No. Thought Clove

"Alright you two. Shake hands," They did.

They both got on the train after their families said the usual goodbye. Neither Clove nor Cato cared about what was in the train. They were to shocked to even believe they signed up for the same year. Same day. Same death.

"What the heck was that?! You signed up for the same Games that I did and know we have to kill each other!" Clove said furiously.

"I had no choice. I didn't think you would volunteer until you were at least 17! If I didn't volunteer, they would do something bad."

At dinner they didn't know what to do. Finally they decided to form an alliance. They wouldn't kill each other. They watched the reapings. A few stuck in their heads. Both from one-alliance, male from 11-alliance, girl from 11-leave her alone, girl from 12- That bravery of volunteering for her sister, Primrose. Primrose probably wanted her to come home. We'll wait and see what she's got.

Clove and Cato's mentors came in. They were Brutus and Enobaria. Clove showed Enobaria her skills by throwing a table knife at the food while it was coming. Cato showed his skills to Brutus by chopping the chicken into pieces and throwing it at the plates with perfect aim. They're good. They can win.

Finally they arrived at the Capitol. People were screaming at them. Cato and Clove went over to the windows. That way Capitol people would remember them as "OMG they were the ones who waved to me!" and that would lead to sponsors.