CATO'S POV
Her head slowly rises up. Mine more so shoots up, and our eyes meet.
Two victors may be crowned-
Two victors may be crowned if both originate from the same district.
We could fix the mistake we made by volunteering. Her face is showcasing an expression I've only seen once before. It was the night before the reaping.
"Cato" Clove called my name. She was lying in the grass, beneath the tree that was on both of our property lines. I was sitting up against the trunk.
"What happens when you die?" she asked. "I don't know what to think. When I die, I want to die and be able to go on as if I never did.."
I grined at her in the night sky. The stars were so clear, that's the only reason we were out the night before the reaping. She loved to look at them.
"I don't know." I said to her.
"Whatever happens, I hope I will be able to see everyone I lost." Clove sat up instantly. She knew I was talking about my best friend that was lost in the games two years ago.
"You'll see Pault.." He taught me everything that I know, but her face was so full of hope. I believed it.
Her eyes were bright then, and weren't full of the rage they are now, I can see her bottom lip tremble slightly. This is the fix. We could fix the mistake we both made less then twelve days ago. We can fix the mistake we made of volunteering. We can return victors. and live the life that was written if we were home.
Her hands find mine. Clove practically tackles me, she's on her knees, I'm sitting on mine as well. Her arms fall around my neck.
"We can win Cato. We can win!" she says into my chest. I'm still taken off guard by the rule change, but my right arm holds her into me.
"Together Clove." she pulls away with a smirk on her face.
"Together."
CLOVE'S POV
Two victors may be crowned.
TWO victors may be crowned.
TWO. NOT ONE. WE CAN GO HOME.
I can love Cato the way he deserves, we can forget this mess and...
I crawl over to him, throw my arms around him.
"We can win Cato. We can win!" His arm holds me there, his hand sprawled on my back.
"Together Clove." I pull away with a slight smile on my lips, mized in with my game face.
"Together." I repeat.
I finish our bags. An orange backpack for both of us, stuffed with things to survive. The entire time I am packing, I can feel his eyes on me. And I can't help but feel hope, hope that we will go home. Neither of us have to die, there's only one other team to destroy-
The star-crossed lovers of District twelve.
There's a boy from eleven that Cato can destroy, and there's a girl from five that I can take on easily. Then we both take on District twelve. Two victors from district twelve. Imagine how proud our district would be. I have to stay composed. I can not become sloppy in my kills, there's so much to lose now.
