Chapter 11

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It was a very insane plan that probably wouldn't work for any of us unless we get lucky. Rebellion. He told us that all the other districts were in on it. I stood there in shock. Haley was in automatically. Dad, if course, gave it thought. "Fine," he yelled out. "I don't care," Sofia said. "LETS DO IT," Samantha yelled. This was a terrible plan and was about to say no, but it was unfair. "I agree," I say. "Were supposed to meet in District 1 tonight.

A few hours later, we were in District 1. We discussed and we all agreed on it, but we had to train first. We are given a uniform for training before we begin. It was a grey tank top and khaki shorts. I start at a knife throwing station. When I get there though, it is empty except for a boy that looks fimiliar. He was throwing knifes at the flesh colored dummy. I shivered at something. He never missed. He turned at me and waved, still holding the knife handle. "I'm Zayn," he said. I wave. He hands me a long knife with a sharp point. "Wanna try," he asks. "Sure," I say. I grab it and aim it at the dummy. I throw it, hitting its leg. "Sorry, this isn't for me," I say. I look around and see the sword fighting station. Niall was there, but it was obvious that he couldn't swing a sword properly. He kept dropping it, as another young girl helped him. She was about 12 and had dark hair in a ponytail. I get closer and hear them. "I can't do it," Niall complained. "Its ok," the girl said, "I stink at all weapons." I head over there, realizing that Niall left to the spear station. The girl waves. "Are you running the station," I ask her. "Yeah," she says, "I seem young, but they let me," she says. She hands me the sword smiling. "My name is Mags," she says. I wave. "I'm Bailey," I say. Then I go up to the dummy's. I hold up the sword and swing it at the dummy's head. It falls off landing on the floor. I continue doing it to all the dummy's, stabbing them in the heart, cutting there heads, and hitting there ribs. Mags claps and cheers. "You could be the best fighter we had," she says.

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