The Hunger Games: Peeta's POV

Chapter Seven

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Peeta's POV-
The following day is the second day of training. I change into the same outfit which reeks of sweat and otter because they have not washed it yet.

I walk downstairs and Katniss is already there, eating breakfast. I sit down next to her and quickly gobble down some pancakes. I don't stuff myself because if I end up doing physical stuff again with a full stomach, I might vomit and be the laughing stock of all the tributes.

"You ready?" I ask, breaking the silence. She just nods and we go down to the training center.

The first thing I see is Cato stabbing dummies with a sword. He's defiantly the leader of the career pack. It's obvious. He has a strong build and he's not afraid to fight when it comes down to it. Me on the other hand, well I have a strong build, but if it really came down to it I would let the last tribute kill me. I couldn't bear with the guilt on my conscience.

I get in line for throwing knives. I'm trying to do something that I don't know how to do, so I don't show my strengths, but yesterday I had no choice.

I stand in the front of the line and stare at Clove, the District 2 girl tribute, she always throws knifes durning training and she has never thrown one without hitting the center of the target. I get worried that if I ever come face to face with her in the arena I will die with in five seconds.

It's finally my turn so I step up to the stand and grab a few knifes. A light flashes to a dummy which is my signal to start. I throw the first knife and somehow it hits somewhere close to the center is the target.

That's not possible! I've never thrown a knife before!

I throw the next one and the next one. They hit the center again.

How?

I step down to find everyone's eyes glued to me. It was just a lucky shot, why do they care? Even Katniss is staring at me, her eyes filled shock and amazement. I just stare back blankly. "This concludes day two of training!"

Already?

I walk out without another word.