(7) Questions Can Hurt

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by Peplermint

by Peplermint

I stared blankly at the back of Marvel's head, as I waited for my name to be called. Glimmer told Caesar about how she was prepared.

Cato tapped me on the shoulder. "Hey," He said.

I smiled. "Hi,"

"What questions do you think I'll get?" He asked. I shrugged in response, not knowing what to say. Vivian called my name. I turned around and looked past District 3's tributes. Vivian gave me a thumbs up. I smiled at her. Marvel was called, and his was done in what seemed like two seconds.

"Next, we have our very own, Clove Shear!" Caesar announced.

I walked on stage, carrying the front of my pink, flower petal covered dress. The top layer of my hair was pulled into a bun, and the rest lay untouched. Caesar grabbed my hand to help me sit in the chair without tearing my dress in front of the nation. "Welcome Clove," he said as he grabbed my hand. I sat down, waiting for his questions.

"Clove, what do you think of the Capitol?" Caesar asked. I smiled, the perfect smile that I had worked on for hours. I shrugged. Cecilia told me to be sarcastic, sweet, funny, and deadly.

"Well, it certainly is different from home." I said. Caesar laughed, and the crowd followed. "Clove, tell me, what is your hidden talent?" Caesar asked. I raised an eyebrow as if I were deep in thought. But I know my answer. Even though the question was ridiculously random, I answered. "Um, I like to song write and sing." I said. Back home, in school, I would write songs in music class and if the class behaved, I'd sing for them.

"I just loved singing in class. I would just be sitting there, solving a huge math problem and start humming to myself." I said. Everyone laughed. I laughed with them, the exact laugh I had done earlier during prep. I looked for Enobaria and Cecilia in the crowd. I found Enobaria and she was giving me a thumbs up. I smiled.

"What does your father think of you being away from home for so long?" She asked. I swallowed hard. I wanted to tell him that I don't have a dad anymore, since he was murdered. But I couldn't. I tried to open my mouth to lie, but nothing came out. I couldn't breath. No.

No.

I inhaled finally.

"He, he left my mother and then died," I said. I can't believe I was this honest. Everything seemed to blur out. My eyes began to well with tears, my head starting to spin.

Finally, the buzzer went off and I was dismissed by Caesar. I ran backstage and found Cecilia and Enobaria had already made their way back there. They congratulated me on a great interview, and that I will be showered with sponsor gifts. I smiled and thanked them. I was escorted back to the apartment.

"Here, have some dinner." Said Valentina. I shook my head. I knew exactly why. Tomorrow, the Games begin. Tomorrow, I die. She told me to go to bed to get some good sleep, and I spent an hour tossing and turning.

I tossed back the covers, little to no concern of where they landed. I walked to the elevator, and rode to the training gym. I walked to the knives and sat down with a handful of them. I polished them with my finger. I hurled it at a nearby dummy. I figured I should get some experience with other weapons. I walked to the spears. It looked like they each read Marvel on them. Spears were his thing. I grabbed one and threw it at a dummy, hitting it in the stomach. I grabbed another one and threw harder and higher. It hit in the heart.

I went to archery.

I grabbed the bow that seemed to have Glimmer printed across every part and every arrow. I shot, and missed my nine points. I got one. I grumbled under my breath and threw the bow onto the ground. I walked to Cato's swords, and stabbed a little bit. Then, I heard the door open.

"When did you start sneaking down here so much?" Vivian asked. I shrugged, not wanting to look her in the eye.

I continued stabbing dummies, attempting to decapitate a few. But I'm not strong enough. Vivian grabbed a spear and threw it at a dummy. Then she moved to the knives.

I eyed her carefully, so she didn't disrespect the knives. She was pretty good, but not anywhere near as good as me. I set down the sword and left the gym. I rode to floor two and snuck back into my bed. I snuggled the blankets to my chin and closed my eyes. Then I slowly, fell into a nightmare filled sleep.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Okay, don't stab me to death. I know this is an awful chapter. Plz dont judge me based on my bad chapter. They'll get better, I promise!