-Clove-
We walked to my room and as soon as the door closed Cato embraced me in a tight hug.
"Listen Clove whatever he said you're not like that.Don't listen to him.Whats the most important he should never talk about your mom Like that." He said it but it felt shaky."Are you okay Clove?"He whispered as he put his head on mine.
I just nodded while hugging him back.Again i felt lost it didn't feel like i have control over my life.Like im losing it every time Cato is involved or my anger takes over.Its like feeling like im never enough.
Some time went by and i made my way out from the hug.Leaving Cato standing in the middle of my room."Well i guess goodnight and see you at breakfast."I told him as i turned towards my bathroom to get myslef ready for sleep.
"Yeah i guess.Goodnight."
He left and i went to brush my teeth and wash my face.
Soon i was in bed under soft comfy sheets ready to sleep.My head just melted into those pillows and i driffted away to the world of dreams.This night i didn't have a dream though.I woke up in the morning as the alarm went off at seven.I didn't set it but maybe it was set by Enobaria for the whole floor i don't know. I got ready and went to meet them for breakfast.To my suprise i was first to arrive.I sat down and started eating.Some scrambed eggs and toast never killed anyone.As i stuffed my face others arrived."So foday first day of training.Pay attention to others but show off at the same time and try to make district one respect, fear and like you.Got it?" I nodded and Cato said yes as he just sat at the table.
"Well im done i will go change into training outfit and i will be back." At that point training was only 45 minutes away and he just started eating like he has all the time in the world.
I went to my room found training clothes that consisted of black sweatpants with red and silver ish stripes on the sides and t-shirt with the same designe but with a number two in the square on both sleeves and on top of my back.Dressed like that i left my room and headed for the elevator where all three of them waited for me.I joined them and went into the elevator with Cato.
"Ready?"
"As always Blondie."
We made our way down to training center that was indeed in the underground of our apartment building.When elevator stopped and door opened we saw that almost everyone is here accept twelve.I guess that they don't have to appear as they made such a show on the parade.Walking over to other tributes gathered around some pedestal with darker complexion women standing on it i sppoted our allies just waiting for us.We went over to them as the coal miners arrived.When they were in the group with us woman started talking.
"In two weeks 23 of you will be dead, one of you will be alive.Who that is depends on how well you pay attention over next four days. Particularly to what im about to say.Fist no fighting with other tributes.You will have pleanty of time for that in the arena.There are four compulsory exercises the rest will be individual training."I locked my eyes on redhead girl from 5 and fire girl I think they weren't prepared for eye contact with careers since they snapped right back to girl giving the speech "My advice is don't ignore survival skills.Everybody want to grab a sword but most of you will die from natural causes.10% from infection, 20% from dehydration.Exposure can kill as easily as a knife." With that we knew there is no fun involved before the games and we were free to go for now.
Cato went straight to swords with Glmmer following him.Marvel and i made our was to throwing station.I took some knifes and he picked up a spear.
"Spears huh?"
"Yeah long range easy to aim.Dead on the spot. Knifes i see.You not only stare daggers at people you also throw them?"He laughed.
"Good one now show me what you can do." I laughed along.But when he realesed that spear my heart sank.Enobaria was right he is a power house.The biggest spear flung over 20 meter in the air and hit dead center on the target.This guy is a threat.
YOU ARE READING
Was it all worth it?
FanfictionLosing means certain death, but does winning bring peace? The characters and the idea are Suzann's Collins's. Bless this woman for what she gave us so far. (The hunger games)