Finnick O'dairxMixed Race reader

Part V

A tall girl probably about 6' something is throwing round metallic weights. She looks fairly slim but when curves her arms large muscles bulge through her suit. Her long black hair is scrapped back into a pony on top of her slightly pointed head. "Francesca," the boy says pointing to her, "that's her name."

Francesca waves at me but doesn't change her expression at all. She just continues to throw the weights at the targets and unsurprisingly hits them all in the center.

"I don't really care like I want to know your name," I say nodding my head towards the boy that lead me over. Francesca grunts a little at my comment but continues to throw.

"Marcus," he says picking up a javelin.

"Well then Marcus" I say dragging out his name, "Why did you spit at me?" I poke his chest and glare at him.

"Because when you walked in here you looked so cocky when you know nothing important," he says glaring back.

"I walked in here normally do you have a problem with me being confident?" I say walking up to him.

"Hey! Let's not start fighting okay! We could all work together that way if we really piss of the other that much our revenge could be to I don't know not help them?" Dionysus says standing in between us.

"What with the air quotations?" I say.

"Just stop okay!" A girl says.

She's at a bench sharpening a stick with a knife. I almost thought she looked like Francesca from the back but she has a completely different complexion. Apart form her straight black hair there's nothing similar about them. This girl has a friendly look on her face, her cheeks roundand her eyes shiny. Freckles identical to Annie's are spread across her sun kissed skin. And her lips are much more full and stuck in a permanent smile.

"Halle!" She says sticking her hand out for me to shake.

"Cool," I say ignoring her attempt to be my friend, "I need help on a certain skill. I have none and I want to get a good score."

"Flash the Game Maker?" Marcus laughs pulling the javelin out of the dummy's chest.

"Ew grow up!" Halle kicks his leg. They must be district partners because there no way I would mess with someone that had that build if I wasn't close with them.

Marcus' arms and legs are long and muscly but they don't bulge grossly they just sit there flexing themselves awkwardly. He's tall just a little taller then Francesca though, it would be hard to be taller then her! His shoulders are broad but that's it really he's not that much different to any of the academy boys back home.

"No but actually what do I do?" I'm really nervous because I need a talent and if I don't I'll get a low score which means I won't get any sponsors.

"Try something simple like fire making or hunting?"  Francesca says not even looking away from the targets.

"I can't do any of that! What about poison?" I say.

"Poison? This isn't a fairytale and your not a wicked witch," Dionysus laughs.

"No I mean like what if I poison some of the water then the others can't eat the fish and that limits their water supply even more! I know how to clean water and how to make it dirty. It's something we learn back in," I say answering his question.

"Yeah but how do you tell that to the Game Makers?" Halle asks.

"Show or tell?" I smirk.

"If you kill one of them you die to!" Marcus says.