CLOVE'S POV
We're shouting at each other. Cato has just admitted that he loves me, that he has loved me. I can't do this right now. The timing is completely off. So I tell him that I don't like him like that, and that there is only one victor. I turn on the heel of my foot, and walk to my bedroom. Closing the double door, I throw the first thing I put my hand on. There are no knives to throw here, just figurines. I break three of them before the tears come. Why does he have to love me? Why can't I tell him the truth- that I have feelings for him too? Why did the two of us even volunteer? It was his last year. I had only two to go...Even if I volunteered then, I could've come home a victor. I could have brought pride to my district. The odds are absolutely sucking for me today. I thought I was doing the right thing, but no he had to volunteer too. DAMN IT! I let out a vocalled scream, the cars are sound proof, so no one hears.
I have to forget. Forget he even said anything. Only one comes home. It can't be the two of us. I clean up my face, and pull my hair down. I have always hated buns. Rummaging through the drawers, I find a black dress. After changing, I decide to keep it on, it's much more comfortable than the orange one I came in. The bed I have is soft, I lay down, and wake up hours later. My face looks tired, whatever. I creep from my room, and find Cato with our mentor. They are disscussing stategy.
"What'd I miss?"
Cato has his eyes fully on me, but says nothing. Brutus tells me about our alliance and such. Something in me, the part that is just as in love with Cato as he is with me asks if we could pull a star-crossed lovers card. Brutus laughs, and tells me that there is only one victor; it'd be useless to pull a card that can't save us both. I understand. It's been the same way ofr seventy-four years- why would it change now? Our mentor leaves. It is just Cato and me now. He's looking as though he has something to say, but nothing comes out. I think the loud speaker in the train cuts him off, we are in District 1. I've never been outside of District 2 really-just heard things about the others. The automatic doors open, and in walks a blonde female; she stands at about five eight, and doesn't look too intimidating, the male that is with her must stand around six two-almost an even match for Cato. He doesn't look nearly as strong, but he has a dangerous look to him. They introduce themselves;
"I'm Glimmer." God her voice is going to get annoying.
"This is Marvel." As if the man couldn't speak for himself, he holds out his hand-Cato grabs it firmly. A manly shake.
"I'm Cato, and this is Clove." I try to smile, but it's meaningless. Cato is staring at the blonde, she's smiling at him like she has never seen a male before. I roll my eyes. For someone that just confessed their love an hour or so ago, he's being a bit of a dick.
CATO'S POV
The blonde is pretty good looking, and I can see my attention for her is pissing Clove off. Good. Maybe that's what she needs. The four of us sit down and start our stategy. Deep down I know I am going to have to kill Marvel, and this hot blonde, but I am also hoping I won't be the one that has to kill her. She sits across from me, next to Marvel, and Glimmer is next to me.
"So what do we do?" Glimmer asks.
"Kill one another!" Marvel jokes, but it is the truth.
"We form an alliance, kill off those that are the most dangerous. Then we will seperate. You're on your own." Clove seems to have it all figured out. Glimmer just glares at her, Clove smirks with an attitude. Great, two people on the alliance already hate each other.
Glimmer starts to rip apart Clove's idea, but Marvel instantly protects it.
"She's right Glim. It's probably the best way...I mean unless you want to have it be just the four of us in the end." Glimmer places her hand on my upper thigh.
"No I wouldn't want that..." She squeezes. Damn she is coming on strong. We're talking stategy and she's trying to seduce me. Marvel must know how she is, he rolls his eyes in an exagerated fashion. My eyes are staying right on Clove the entire time though.
"I think we're all pretty lethal at this point." He continues "We've been training. They've been training. I hear you are pretty good with a knife..."
Clove nods. "And you are good with...?"
"Spears, Glim's great with a bow and arrow." Glimmer starts in.
"The best in the entire academy. No one has been better actually. What are you good with Cato?" Her voice is flirtatious. I note it. I think Clove does too because right now she looks like she wishes her head would explode.
"Swords, hand to hand combat basically." Her hand is moving, I breathe deeper and excuse myself. The table disperses. I jog to my room. I don't come out for dinner, I just lay on my bed thinking about the girl that actually wants me, and the girl that refuses my emotions. The clock says eleven, and there's a knock on the door. Maybe it's Brutus, or an avox that sent dinner for me, but when I open the door it is neither. The person at my door is Glimmer. I guess my question is answered.
