Chapter 9

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Scar in the pic above
I woke up like I normally do in this dreadful place, to the speaker blaring in my ear.

"Up up up! It's time! Report to the clearing in 5 minutes, or be hunted!" Isn't he peachy?

I get up and leave all of my things here, like he had told me last night, and walk towards the clearing. I remember last night and how I over heard Brittany talking to that boy about her plan to kill me. I'm just a going to act like everything is normal and trick her instead. Muahahaha!

Once again I stand on the little silver circle with my name engraved on it. I wait for the other ten people who are left to come and join me. I always seemed to be to fuckin early for these things.

When Brittany arrives I act all normal towards her, smiling and acting like we were besties. That's when the annoying speaker comes on again.

"Attention everyone. It's time to begin. I am sending out some of my warriors to collect you. Don't fight them, they have weapons."

The walls that we came in on open up and out comes these dangerous looking men and woman (A/N: I am in no way sexist. Girls should never be limited in what they should or should not do. Ha! My fuckin bitch of a teacher is sexist, so this goes out to him.) that hold large machine guns and probably have other weapons strapped to their bodies.

They all gather around us and a girl yells that we should go through the doors that we came in. I go with the girl and her crew while the others go with the other people into their tunnel.

We follow them through halls, going left and right. I feel as if we are just going in circles, and they do this so that we can't escape.

We finally get to two large doors. She pushes them open and I gasp and what is behind those doors.

It's a large gym with anything that soemone like me would love. It's got gymnastic equipment, it's got punching bags, it's got treadmills and other sorts of workout equipment. And in the middle of it all is a large clearing will blue mats on the ground.

We all take it in and the two groups emerge in the middle.

A tall guy wearing awhile rob walks over to us and looks at the group.

"Welcome, tributes, to karate class. I am your master, and that is all you will call me." Yes! Karate! I'm a black belt so this should be easy enough.

"Please raise your hand if you have ever done karate before." I raise my hand and two other people do to.

"What belt do you all have?"

"I have a high red, but I couldnt move on because I had to go to this damn thing." A girl with dirty blonde hair said.

"I went to maybe 5 classes then I quit." Says a boy with black hair.

"I'm a black belt and I have continued to go to classes since I was 7." Ha! Take that bitches!

"Very impressive. Now, everyone partner up. There will have to be one group of three tho."

"Want to be my parter?" I look over and Brittany is standing there.

"Yeah I guess." I answer.

"Cool, I just want to be with someone that I know won't try to purposely hurt me."

"Oh yeah, don't worry, I would never do that." Um, yeah I would. Ur a freakin lying bitch!

"Good." We turn back to our master, waiting for further instruction.

"I'm going to show you a few karate moves, and then you are going to spar against your parter." He shows us a few moves which I understand because I already know them, but when I look at Brittany, confusion is laced all over her face. Good luck.

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