The hunted in the games

Arrival

-Chloe's pov-
Ha. Ha. Ha. Had Peafowl said I would regret teaming with him? Wow.
I thought he would actually be worse. Cry every time he talked, that kind of thing.
As I laid on the silky covers of my bed, I couldn't help but think that he was a bit loony. The way he ate and interacted.
I guessed that was the side effect of loneliness. He never really had much friends.
I pondered this until I drifted into uneasy sleep.

I wake to sunlight streaming through the giant windows of the car. Just like at home, when the light peeked through the canopy of trees.
I sat up and realized that the train had stopped moving. Had we arrived already? I wasn't prepared to face the cameras yet.
I would never be able to.
Knock knock
"What?" I growled grumpily.
"It's time to go. We're here" an obnoxious voice replied. Peafowl.
I groaned in reply and rolled out of bed.
""Chloe, are you listening" Peafowl asked loudly.
"YES, you overgrown nematode!"
Silence.
After a few seconds, I stand and walk towards the closet. Now I have another problem.
What am I going to wearing?
I knew all the Capitol citizens will understand the latest fashion but I was the opposite. I didn't even know what to wear for vanity. All my district is is just hard labor. No time for looks if you have a family to feed.
Looking for an idea, I just played it simple. A few years ago, a tribute name Johanna Mason acted weak and innocent, then killed loads of tributes and won the games.
That was ages ago. Some years before the drug twins won their 2 games and retired to a blissful life full of syringes and pills.
A pink shirt and green shorts will floral patterns will do. I took the ring that Grace had and slid it onto my ring finger. It was best that she not die in the arena. Or watch me die.
Before Peafowl could come back and bother me again, I made my way out of the room and into the dining hall that appeared to be empty. No, someone was there.
It's the drug brother.

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-Peafowl's pov-
Where was she? We were going to be late for the Capital people.
If she wrecked it for me... No, don't want to talk about that.
I sat on the train platform with Birdy, Salser, one druggist mentor and six brightly people that wore the most ugly clothing I'd ever saw. There skin was aqua colored.
I hoped they weren't my prep team. Or anyone I had to associate with.
"Where are they?" Birdy growled, interrupting my train of thought.
"Who?" Asked a lady with a purple mane of hair.
"Well, for starters, our female tribute"
"Here they are!" A voice shouted. It's a peacekeeper in a blue uniform lugging Chloe and our missing mentor.
"Where were you?" I yelled, trying to act important.
"Having a chat" she said, matching my tone. I just stared. There she was again. Was it the long, cascading hair of hers put into a sexy messy bun. Or her dark, endless blue eyes. She was just so... Intriguing.
Never mind that. Snap out of it, Peafowl!
The guard dumped her onto the ground, along with a mentor. He scrambled up to his feet and hugged the other mentor. They collapsed back onto the ground in a flurry of limbs and kisses.
Ewwwwwwwwww. Pardon my gagging.
They stopped and stared back at us, as if to ask what to do.
"You need to get off the ground" Chloe snapped "And help us. If not, then leave. We don't want you."
The drug twin's lip started to quiver. In a few seconds, a full blown tantrum had erupted.
Birdy groaned loudly "c'mon then. Let's move.

We made our way into the city.
"Where is everyone?" I asked.
"We were running late" she replied "everyone's gone."
Why did that not surprise me? Perhaps it was because my luck had already run out. Or just because no one cares about district 10.
I walked in absolute silence, with only the brightly colored houses to keep me company.

Short chapter, sorry. I've been a bit busy lately with school work and all that jazz . Plus, a writers block never helped anyone. No, not giving any shout outs any time soon. Sorry if you wanted it.
I need more reads and votes to do something for all you good guys out there. Perhaps... A contest?
Like I said, need more people participating.
Sooooo.... See you till the next chapter, my tributes.