~Around two weeks later~

Clove stared out the window of her bedroom on the second floor. Her two weeks of training were over. She was surprised at just how fast the time had flown by. Clove had learned to camoflauge herself, find water, find food, and build shelter along with improvements on her knife skills. Glimmer had shown improvement as well. Clove quickly realized that although they hadn't known each other for long, she had developed feelings for Glimmer. Interesting feelings. But nice feelings all the less.

"Why am I in love with Glimmer?" Clove asked herself quietly. "I came here to kill and win, not have a crush on a fellow tribute!" But Glimmer was something else, you had to admit: beautiful, intelligent, and most important of all in this kind of situation, good with weapons. If only there was no such thing as the Hunger Games to tear people apart.

"You going to bed soon?" Clove's mentor asked, poking her head through the doorway.

Clove nodded. "Soon."

"Good. You really need some sleep for tomorrow."

The mentor shut the door and once again Clove was all by herself. She continued to sit on the window-ledge and gaze outside. The lights of the Capitol were so enchanting. Clove had never seen anything quite like it. The misreable Hunger Games...the city lights...and Glimmer. What a contrast.

Clove sighed to herself. "Is there even a chance I'll make it out of here alive? I mean, I know I've been trained my whole entire life, but..." Clove felt her heart sink. "The only way I can win the Hunger Games is if everyone but me dies. Including Glimmer!"

Clove's melancholy thoughts were thankfully interrupted. Someone was knocking on her bedroom door.

"Cato?" she called. Perhaps Cato wanted to tell her about a plan he had for killing off a couple tributes.

"Not Cato." a lovely voice replied back.

"Wait...Glimmer!" Clove was stunned when said Glimmer entered her bedroom, closing the door behind her.

"Yes, that's me." Glimmer said, smiling. She sat down gracefully next to Clove on the window-ledge. "I guess you couldn't sleep very well either, right?"

Clove shook her head. "No, I was just...pondering."

"Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't interrupt you, did I?" Glimmer looked genuinely concerned.

Clove laughed. "Oh, no. Actually, your prescence is very welcoming."

"Oh?"

"Yes." Clove gulped. "Actually, I was thinking about you a while ago."

"That's interesting." Glimmer said with a mischevious look on her face. "I was thinking about you also."

Clove blushed. "I was thikning, you know...We're both skilled fighters, but only one of us can win the Hunger Games. And I've realized..." Clove paused, "that I've really come to like you in the past two weeks."

Glimmer's eyes twinkled even more than usual. "Well, in that case, we may as well enjoy a night together, before we are ripped apart by the horrible horrible Hunger Games."

Clove turned to Glimmer. "What do you mean! A...night together!" Now her face was a rather lovely shade of scarlet.

Glimmer didn't give a reply. She brushed a hand under Clove's chin and gazed into her chocolate-colored eyes. Glimmer's emerald jewels entranced Clove. Slowly, they leaned in towards each other. Glimmer held Clove while Clove snuggled tightly against her. They got closer and closer before tenderly kissing the other girl. Clove felt her heart race like that of a hummingbird's. This was so exhilirating! Glimmer felt the same way about her!

Reluctantly, they ended their kiss. Clove sighed in contentment.

"I take it that you enjoyed that." Glimmer said, beaming.

"Affirmative." whispered Clove.

Glimmer gently pushed Clove down on her bed, pulling the covers up to surround both of them.

"In case you're wondering, my mentor won't care that I'm gone." said Glimmer, forming a nest in Clove's bed. "Actually, I doubt she even noticed. Marvel and I believe she's kind of into the mentor from District 4 if you know what I mean."

"That's interesting." said Clove, yawning. She snuggled into Glimmer's arms once more for the night.