The 35th hunger games

chapter 3

Hugo soon left after our chat. I heard Tandoori sigh, knock on my door, and call,"dinner Harry!"
I got up from the bed, closed my eyes, and thought of my mother. So strong and confident. So amazing, even through Heather, My mother didn't let us starve. neither did dad.
"Harry, you coming?" Hugo called.
"yeah!" I shouted and half-ran.
I sat down at the long table. I ate alot of the food, but didn't talk much. I never do.
I went to bed without a word. at 3 in the morning, we arrived in the capital. people were shouting and clinging and touching us as we walked to the training center where we will stay.
"Harry, this way." Hugo called. "usually the boy stays in the boys room every time, but they gave you the girls room. for her." he said. Hazel, had slept in this bed, walked these floors, and she lived in this room. I fell asleep with that in mind. that I was pretty much here with hazel.
***
Opening cermonies.
The words stick to my mind, as I get up and head out to the dining cart.
"Hi Tandoori." I say,yawn, and sit down.
"Oh!harry! you scarred me!" Tandoori rolled her R's sometimes. it's really annoying.
"I guess I have that effect..." I mumbled. Roseley, our stylist, slides into her seat, across from Tandoori. Beatrice and Hugo haven't showed up yet. then, at 9:00 on the dot, Hugo shows up. "the cermony has been pushed back due to train problems in district 7." he said. "so, you have an hour or two to kill."
I nap the entire time.
I mean, why not? Anyways, when I get up, Rosely, is up and running. she running her head crazy. getting everything in order, with Tandoori acting the same way.
I didn't even see Beatrice at breakfast, so I knock on her door.
"Hey." I say.
"Hi."
"Where were you?"
"Here."
"Why?"
"I wasn't hungry."
"Oh."
It wasn't the explanation i was expecting. I nod and walk out.
"Harry! get Beatrice! back room! 3 minutes!"
The back room is this room that's in the back. Tandoori showed us last night.
I call for Beatrice, trying to get her attention.
I tell her 3 minutes, and she runs out,grabs a fruit, and runs the maze of doors the capital calls a 'hallway'. it's more of an obstacle course.
***
"Of course Harry's late. pick up the pace!" Rosely shouts. "sorry," she adds,"just stressed."
"Okay!" she claps her hands,"so, same as last year, were gonna do the reaping clothes with nets over it. but, it will be," she strikes a pose,
"GLOWING." me and Beatrice Look at each other.
Rosely laughs, then I laugh to, and the next thing we know we're all laughing.
***
We throw on our reaping clothes,(plain blue shirt,dull, with a dull pink tie. regular pants.) then, Rosely throws a type of net on the clothes, it automatically clings on. She presses a button on the back of my tie. The net starts to glow in different shapes. it's a dull pink tie, and it's lit up with blue waves and fish. it's amazing.
Beatrice is beautiful.
Her eyes match her dress, with her red hair, she's just... gorgeous.
Rosely presses a button on her barret, and then there's a sunset on her dress. the yellow sun a background for the fish that jump around on the moving picture. oh it was amazing.
We walk down the hall to where the elevator waits.
Tandoori's already in there, looking at her nails. we step in, press 1, and were on our way.
***
We step off the elevator, where Hugo's waiting for us, and then he's leading us to where our chariot awaits.
He's talking 3,000 miles an hour, so neither of us can understand him.
"Okay, Beatrice, I want you to give the appearance of strong.and Harry... the exact same thing. Beatrice and Harry stand a little taller then normal, be proud. okay, go,go before Tandoori gets so mad, she's as red as a tomato. Go!" we chuckle a bit and walk to tandoori, who's barking orders at servants.
"You two! in the chariot!"
You don't have to tell us twice.
We hop in, Beatrice taking a little time, while I hop up with a grin spreading across me face.
When the line of chariots begin, the crowd yells,(More like chants)"District 4! District 4!" Over and over. I have to admit, it was pretty amazing.
***
"Training!" Hugo called in the morning. of course. I forgot going to bed last night. weird.
I threw on the gear they left for me and slipped out the door, grabbing an unfamiliar fruit and stepping in the elevator. I waited for Beatrice and then the elevator dropped to the first floor where the training room and to offer.
"hi." I said to Beatrice in the elevator. "Bea." she replies. "Huh?" I ask.
"don't call me Beatrice. call me Bea." she says with a straight face. we arrive and leave the elevator. The jump suit they left me allows a little room, but tight in the shoulders. which sucks. I've never been good with a bow, but I'll train a little bit more.we walk over where a group of the tributes waits, some of them wear a look of smug on their faces,some look scared, and some are tuned out.
Then I sneak a glance at Bea. she looks a little scared, but she's good at hiding it. She also looks tough, like if you do the smallest thing she'll break you. But she doesn't have much muscle in her arms, more in her legs. she's got a Little muscle in her small frame, where her shoulders sag the slightest bit with terror. just a pinch.
The trainer dismisses us. and I head over where the bow station. I see the girl from 2 follow me over here.
"Can you shoot?" she asks.
"Yeah a little." I reply while looking at the bow and arrows they set out for us.
She breaks in a smile and waves some people over here. the careers. duh.
I'm a career.
I pull out a bow and shoot and hit the 3rd circle. I frown. usually I hit the second circle. oh well. I shoot again and hit the 3 circle again. their smiles leave and are replaced with looks of disgust while they walk away.
What ? I think. what happened?
***
I've been through most stations. Then I turn to my right and see it. like a vision. I see hazel Impressing the careers and gaining their trust.i see her killing them and telling me I'll be safe. I've never missed her more then right now. Suddenly something takes over me. I haut want something of hers. I walk over to station i didn't want to enter. the knife throwing station. but I throw clenching the knives with might. my eyes closed, my arms sore and tight with tension. when I'm done, I open my eyes to see everyone staring at me or the target. I finally turn around slowly to see the target. and find every knife sunk deeply in the middle circle on the target. on the bulls eye.