Clove; Girl With the Knives
Chapter 6
“What are you two doing! No, no,
no no!” she yells at us. Cato and I exchange confused
glances. “What do you mean, Ms. Joel?” I ask.
“I mean you two sleeping together! For Lord’s sake,
thats just, ugh!” she says and rushes away. Cato and I
laugh at each other. I glance out the window to see the Capitol.
“Oh Cato, it’s lovely!” I breathe out.
“Mmhmm. Those are the people who are thirsty for our blood
Clove..my blood, yours. They just want their precious little
Victor. And it’s going to be be you Clove.” He says,
a serious tone flooding his voice. “N-no! Cato, you
win..win for me?” I ask, hopelessly. We both sigh and make
out way off the train. Reporters bombard us with questions.
“So, Cato. How do you feel about the Games this year?
You’re a big man, confident you can win?” Cato gives
me a pained look, then looks the reporter in the eyes, “No
sir, Clove here is going to win. For me.” With that, we
duck into the training center
to meet our stylists.
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“Oh, Clove!” shriek the airheads, who are my prep
team. Delia, Carra and Robbi surround me, massaging goo into my
hair, over my body and plucking hairs from me. It takes three
hours to get me pretty enough to meet my stylist, Layla. She
strides in, her bright pink hair in an ugly bob cut. “So,
Clove. How are you, love?” she asks, not really caring.
“I’m fine. You know, preparing to fight to the death
with 23 other pathetic tributes, whom I plan on
slaughtering.” this takes her by surprise, and she gives me
a nod of disapproval. “Temper, temper.” she mutters
to herself. Good, I want a damn temper. She interrupts my
thoughts by saying, “Clove, we’re going to be putting
you in a tight fitting black body suit inlaid with small rock and
a crown of knives and rockpicks. How does that sound. I look at
her in disbelief.
Knives? I smile evilly.
“Sounds wonderful Layla.”
~I'm busy with The Witty Hunger
Games!:) Ohh, Clove is kinda a little b//tch isn't she??
Anyways, yeah thats not what she wears in the movie, but I like
this better than that gold suit thing..Disclaimer: I do not own
The Hunger Games, but I will be using quotes from it :)! There
will be swearing. Comment for notifiation
XoXo~Maddy