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Finding the Right Talent

Well, this is the third chapter of the ongoing the Cresta Diaries. Hope you vote, read and comment. Any suggestions c'mon tell meh.

- Page Summers.

                I shake my head vigorously, it's like a huge bomb exploded in my head. Oh, now I remember. I skipped the first day of training to figure out phase one of my plan. I better have a huge explaination for being absent or else Mags or Finnick are going to kill me. Literally.

             Icy jets of water pelt down on my skin as I lightly tap random buttons on the controller. There was so many buttons to push and accidentally I press the button that had a picture of a reddish flowy river, which was lava. Hopping from one foot to another to avoid the searing hotness of the lava, I punch another button which cools it down. I will never press that button again, I think.

           After the shower, I change into jet black pants, and a blue t-shirt. Walking down to the kitchen, the clock said 8:12. Which meant it was breakfast time, I am starving.  Two tables are filled with fancy desserts and food, drink's are being served by the pitcher. I sit down alone, while a brunette haired Avox comes in and pours me a glass of orange juice. I chow down on my lamb stew, eggs and sausages too. I ask for seconds and the Avox nods, and then comes back with a huge bowl of Lamb stew. I guess, I'm addicted to it already.

             Finally, Theo, Finnick and Mags arrive and they take their usual seats; Theo beside me on my right, Finnick on front of me and Mags beside him. Now they're going to start yelling and scolding me in . . . three . . . two . . . one.

             "Annie, why couldn't I find you yesterday? The last time I saw you, you were at the knive throwing section," Theo asks.

            "You sure? I was there. At the archery station," I lie, perfectly. "Dan from District two came to talk to me."

             "I've been watching the moves of the tributes from, one, two and three. And they don't seem trustable," Finnick admits. "And Mags told me she's been watching you and Theo. But Annie, she saw you run out of the Training Room."

            I am in complete shock, I thought I walked out of the room with complete stealth. Now, I have to think for a great excuse. If not, they will be literally training my head off. "Fine. You got me," I throw my hands up. "I went outside the Training Room to practice swimming." That was an obvious lie, and Theo knows me a whole lot. And he wouldn't even dare to believe my story, he knows I hate the water, and that's one of the worst lies I've ever told.

            "Really? That's great!" Theo says, with a thumbs up.

             Is he kidding me? He believes my lie. Well, that was easy. Now, do my mentor's believe me? I hope so . . .

             Mags gives me a toothless smile, while Finnick is like a statue. No remarks or replies. Must be thinking about out strategies. If he wants one of us to survive. We continue to eat, but it seems like Theo wasn't hungry. After the breakfast feast we both went to intensive training. I change into a jet-suit like training wear like yesterday, and both head to the Training Center.

              Most of the districts are already there. Both tributes from 1, 2 and 3 keeps on staring at us. I guess they want my response to their group. I'll tell them later. We walk over to the spear throwing section. I grab a platinum colored spear, with both of the edges having spikes. I aim the spear at the target ---- which is a dummy ---- and throw it. Surprisingly it hit. I am really happy with myself, now I can actually see my potential.

             Theo also hits the target, and we both give each other a high fives. Then we glide to the edible plant station. I wasn't really great at distinguishing toxic plants and the safe to eat ones. The only thing I'm great at is shooting spears or knifes. Maybe . . . I can use it for my time with the Gamemakers. If . . . if I could get better at it. In the other hand Theo passes the test with flying colors. I wonder how he does it.