Reborn into the Hunger Games ( Finnick Odair x Male oc)

Chapter 2: Training, School, and More

Chapter 2: Training, school, and more

I believe, after I left off on my rant in the last chapter, I was 4 years old, when I received my memories back along with the wishes I had asked for. I have only eight years to train and train my body to focus on speed, agility, and flexibility.

It will take years, but the payoff was worth the blood, sweat, and tears. Many facets needed to know and train like my fighting skills, hunting, fire building, weapon handling, agility; and how to walk and run silently like a ninja. 

Many years will take, but it is worth it to know that I will survive till the end. The goal is to survive, and to thrive in my new environment. No holding back, because it will just lead to an early death bed. So, planning is key along with time.

Year one begins my training with building up endures, stamina, flexibility,and agility. Along with yoga poses, and basic workouts.

Year 2 is for practicing fighting styles, silent walking, pain tolerance, fighting with a log,and practicing hunting skills.

Year 3 is for weapon handling, battle tactics, survival skills, practice fight, and the rest of my long to-do list of the past years.

Year 4 through 6 is for acting skills, running silently, hunting, food gathering, fishing, tying knots, fighting skills, and other stuff that will benefit me.

Year 7 through 8 is for more survival skills, and working in different terrains, and putting everything into practice. Along with more crazy workouts, and even more practice.

The years were rough, tiring, painful, and guering; but all the suffering was worth it. All I could think is that these skills, and routines will keep me alive for a very long time. Also, help with my performance in a hunger game one day, but time will tell.

You maybe thinking, “is that all I had been doing”? I would answer yes and no. I had spend time with my family, and to learn there personalities. I experienced family love and care. Each day, I spend with my mother, father, and brother I learn new things about this life. I also went to school, help out my father and brother in our family business of Fishing. Learning how to use a trident from my father, and learning to be patient and wait. I till trained, while with my family though, but I also learn to relax and to enjoy life itself. I got to live in the moment and not distant future.

I got to learn valuable lessons and skills from my father and mother. I learned how to fish,hunt, and swim expertly through the unruly ocean waters from my father. My mother taught me how to cook, how to act, how to dress, manners, and how to use my charm and beauty. I also convinced my brother to practice fights to learn how to use my new combat skills and knowledge. It also helps in learning to take down people taller and bigger than I. It was a fun experience and fun watching my big buff brother fall down against his small petite young brother. LIfe went on and it was great. I created many new great memories, and got to learn what a family truly is.

School was okay,no I take that back it was horrible. I was relearning everything from my past life, except for history. I got good grades, but going back to school sucks. It wasn't a career school that prepared you for the Hunger games because my parents couldn’t afford it. I suck things up, and put on my big gay boy panties on; and muster through all the long boring years of schooling.

If you ask that I have friends, then sorry to disappoint you, old habits die hard. I’m bad at social interactions, and being an introvert does not help me. Even all the new experiences and training, does not translate well into how to interact with peers in my age group. By the years that went by, I had built up my courage to go outside my own comfort zone that I had always known.

Through trial and error, I started to break away from my social anxiety to be able to talk to new people. I gained some friends but true friends, but no true friends. I learn to live my life without fear of judgment and not being afraid of interactions with others. That’s how I met my best friend and future husband, the only and only Finnick Odair.