Finally the day rolled around. The day for my private training, great! Right now I'm in a room with every tribute. I looked at everyone, some were smirking (the tributes from 1-4 was) and the rest looked quite terrified. Knowing this might be one of the most important day. I sighed sitting next to Ace.
"You scared?" Ace whispered. I also could hear other whispers but they were awfully quiet so I could not listen in.
"No," I whispered back. Ace looked confused.
"Bailey," I heard a high pitch voice say. I looked up to see a tall blonde woman who looked about 17. "What?" I said already knowing she was the girl from 1. "You had sometime with Oliver and he and me are not so happy about it." The girl said with her high pitch voice. I felt my ears ringing from her voice.
"Oliver Cunningham" A voice boomed. Oliver walked out of the room. "Oh, how rude of me, if you did not know I'm Ruby." Ruby said with jazz hands,
"You better stay out of this." I spat in her face.
That's when she tugged on the collar of my shirt and pulled my face close to her's. "Just so you know six, since I'm from district one I have to act all fragile and innocent and stuff. Capitol men love this kind of crap but once we are in the arena I'll tear your limbs off. You hear?" Her voice changed from this glass shattering voice to this intimidating voice in a split second. What she said actually gave me goosebumps.
"Ruby Campbell" The voice boomed again.
"Ta ta~" Her voice rang as she left the room.
Slowly people where getting out of the room. I was left with the boy from 5 and people from 6-12.
"Soren Serrano." The voice said and that boy walked out of the room.
Finally the voice said "Bailey Weiss."
I got up and walked out of the room I into the training center. I went over to the knives and I gulped. No one was paying attention.
"Ahem!" I said loud enough to get there attention. They all stared me down. "
Hello, I'm Bailey Weiss." I said while grabbing the knives.
I walked over to the targets. I turned around fast in a circle and hit the target straight on. I jumped up into the air pretending like I'm in the games and I ducked and threw the knife at the head of the person. Without stopping I threw the knife at the last target and missed. "Damn" I muttered to myself. I looked at the judges and bowed and walked away.
Soon enough I found myself on the couch gathered around the TV. It was dead quiet waiting for our results. The TV finally turned on. Of course the hosts talked about the games and their favorite tributes from last year. They also did talk about the 46th victor Star and how they liked her 'sassy-ness'. Finally they got to the scoring.
"And time for the scoring, From District 1, Oliver Cunningham with the total of 10." Said one of the judges.
"District 1, Ruby Campbell with the total of 9." "
"Dove Dalton with a total of 11"
"From District 5, Spark Dickerson with the total of 5."
Finally they got to my district. "And Bailey Weiss from district 6 with the total of 8!"
One of the host cheered. "What." I said with my eyes widen.
"Ace Francis, from District 6 with the total of 9!" Another host cheered.
I stood up and gave Ace a hug. "Good job!" I whispered in his ear. I continued watching the other tributes scores.
District 8, Johan Kent with the total of 7
District 8 Ruth Payne with the total of 4
District 10, Ryleigh Gold with the total of 6
District 12, Boston Woodard with the total of 7
After we celebrated with wine and beer and went to bed.
Hey guys sorry that this chapter was short. Bye?
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Fanfiction"Why are you up?" Ace asked running his fingers through his dark hair. "I cant sleep." I said. "Neither can I. Are you scared?" Ace asked. "No." I plainly said. Ace looked at me confused. "I'm terrified." I said looking deep in his eyes. •]•·'º'·» «...
