*****I own none of the Hunger Games characters or the Hunger Games. My OC's are mine though.

Chapter 4

After dinner we watched the review of the reaping's. District 1, I had to look out for the guy, the girl seemed unintelligent. District 2 I had to look out for both of them. No one else worried me, until the guy from 11. I felt bad for the little girl. And 12, she volunteered for her sister that was a brave and foolish move. The guy from 12 didn't look like a threat. After that Tully made us go to bed.

I was in light blue flannel PJ bottoms and a white cami. I was lying in bed and I couldn't sleep. I can't stand being caged inside like I am right now. I grabbed my knife from under my pillow and stuck it in my pocket. I got up and grabbed a black jacket that was hanging up on the wall and put it on. I went to the elevator pressing R for roof. The elevator dinged and I walked out to the somewhat fresh air of the Capitol. There were too many lights shining, so the stars couldn't be seen.

"Who's there?" I heard a guy ask sounding angry.

I looked at him; he was taller than me and very muscular. He had blonde hair and blue eyes. His cold, angry expression gave him away easily he's the guy from District 2…shit.

"Uhh…hi?" I said, he chuckled.

He instantly seemed happier now. I don't know how, he just looked like he was ready to kill me and now he seems really nice towards me.

"You're the girl from District 9," he said smirking.

"My name's Star Weakley and you are?"

"Cato Valentine," he said his smirk changed to a smile. "So what are you doing up here?"

"I could ask you the same thing, but I came to look at the stars. That's obviously not going to happen though," I said sitting.

"Star trying to see the stars kind of ironic," he chuckled sitting next to me. "I was calming my mind. I saw your reaping you're definitely different."

"What, my take a picture it last longer comment," I laughed.

"I believe it was take a fucking picture it lasts longer."

"Sorry, I was pissed and tired of everyone staring at me," I shrugged.

"You're just not what everyone's used to. Why do you have a knife?" he asked.

"How can everyone here tell I have a knife on me? Anyway, my dad gave it to me when I was a kid and I always have it on me," I said.

"I've been trained to see weapons even if they are concealed."

"Damn, the teachers at my school needed you when they were checking me for my knife. I got in trouble, so they started checking me, but the never checked my boot," I said.

"You pulled a knife in school. Please tell me that there's a story."

"There is," I laughed.

Cato and I spent an hour just talking about any and every thing. Finally we decided we had to go to sleep.

**Cato's POV**

I layed in bed thinking about Star, I don't know what it is about her. I'm not supost to feel anything for the people I have to kill, but when I saw her my whole demeanor changed. I don't know what's going on. Like right now, she's all I'm thinking about and in a few days I have to kill her.

**Star's POV**

Ok I'm pissed; I've been waxed, plucked and poked for like 3 hours. I'm tired of all of this already and nothing has started yet.

"Star there you are, are you ready to put your costume on?" Keans said as I slightly glared.

"I know you're in a bad mood, but its procedure get over it princess," he said.

"Fine," I sighed.

The dress was amazing it was gold and went to mid-thigh. It hugged my body showing my figure off.

"Holy shit I actually have boobs in this," I said.

"I was trying to tell you t-shirts do nothing to show off your figure Star," he said attaching a cape to my shoulders.

"What's that for?"

"Waves of gold, now go to hair," he said pointing at his assistant.

I sighed and went over to her. She started curling my hair while the others were putting makeup on me. When I was done Keans pulled me in front of a mirror and my eyes widened. I couldn't believe that was me standing there. My hair was curled in waves down to my shoulders. My makeup made my blue eyes stick out to everyone. Along with the dress I looked amazing.

"You look amazing, now here are your shoes," he said handing me a pair of gold heels.

I put them on and was ushered out of the room. I saw Scott in his cute little outfit with a matching cape standing by a chariot looking scared. Cerisse was with him trying to calm the kid down, but it wasn't really working well. I went over to them and he smiled, I could tell seeing a familiar face calmed him down. I looked around at the other tributes, when my eye's caught Cato's. He smiled looking at me and I smiled back. He looked hot in his gladiator costume. Wait, did I just say he was hot; I need to figure out what the hell is going on in my head. In a few days I'm going to have to kill him, before he kills me.

"Ok, are you two ready? It's almost show time," Keans said walking over with Conner.

"Make them love you," Conner said I nodded and smiled.

I climbed up on the chariot along with Scott. Soon the doors opened and you could hear people cheering. Soon the chariots started rolling out and I was getting nervous. I took a deep breath and let it out, I could do this. District 8 went through and then it was our turn. We started rolling so I smiled and started waving to the crowd as they cheered. I kicked Scott's leg and he started waving. I could feel the cape moving in waves behind us, just like the grain I'm used to seeing. We circled around with the other districts and waited for all of them to come out. District 12 came out and they were on fire literally. Soon they were around where we were. President Snow came out and started his speech. I have a tendency to zone out during these things, which I did. The next thing I know were moving again. We stopped and doors closed behind us.

"Ohh shit," I said climbing off the chariot.

"Way to go they loved you," Keans said coming over to us I smiled.

"Tomorrow your training starts," Conner said.

"Is this going to be an every night thing?" I asked walking towards Cato.

It was night and I came up to the roof to relax and again Cato was here. He turned and chuckled looking at me.

"Apparently it is," he said. "Training starts tomorrow."

"I know, I can't wait, I will finally not be forced to be a dress up doll," I said.

"Well if it makes you feel any better you looked amazing," he said smiling at me.

"Thanks, you didn't look half bad yourself," I laughed making him laugh, and then it got quiet.

"We're going to have to kill each other in a few days," he said I sighed and nodded.

"I know, I wish we would have met a different way."

"Me too, you're an amazing person. You're beautiful and intelligent. And you obviously know how you use a knife," he laughed making me laugh.

"I shouldn't be feeling the way I do for you, but I can't help it," he said softly.

"Then don't," I said his eyes came up and met mine.

Before I knew it we were both leaning forward pushing out lips together. The kiss made me feel sparks through my whole body. We pulled away and stared at each other.

"I don't think I can kill you," he sighed.

"That makes two of us."