Chapter 3

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-------------------------------------------------------------Finnicks POV----------------------------------------------------------

I smirk at Casey knowing she will think something up, she walks into the library and quickly begins a talking to Jade as if she thinks I'm not there. But before I can walk over to them I realise that its almost 12:00 I quickly hurry to the training hall. After an hour of throwing tridents and spears my time is up so I set of home as the rest of the lessons have been canceled for the tests.

-----------------------------------------------------------Jade POV---------------------------

It's 1:00pm so I hurry towards the training room I have never been late before so I don't stop until I reach the hall. It feels like hours of throwning dagger and knifes before I am told to leave but just as I am about to go through the doors I here Mags whisper something to Rowan. Panic runs through my veins as I run home what if I'm chosen to go in the hunger games what if I lose my life.

------------------------------------------------------------Casey's POV---------------------------

I walk out of the main hall after completing my test although I don't think I'll be picked because I can only use a spear and make fishing nets. I start walking towards the lake in the middle of the district even though my dad probably won't be there. Yep I was right the sea green water the colour of so many people eyes in this district was as still and empty. Walking around the corner I see my small house in the distance smoke bellowing from is chimney all though it nearly 10:00 my mum will have stayed up waiting to see how I did on the test I can't imagine the look on her face if I told her I have a huge chance of being picked for the games (after she didn't want to sign me up for training when I was seven)

------------Next Day-----------------------------------------------

I woke to the sound of my mum shouting my name "Casey you have a letter." dread fogged my brain it will be the letters to say if I have to volunteer for the hunger games. I take the letter with trembling hands and read it carefully taking all of the words

Dear Casey

I know we don't talk much but do you want to meet me at 6:00 tonight call it a date if you like.

Finnick Odair x

The panic that had filled my brain quickly disappeared. I had know Idea how to reply so I grabbed a jacket from the coat hook and set off to seek some advice and I know just the right person.

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