I gazed around the training center, its empty space, the shivering nervousness, and the thin breeze from the coolers. My hands are cold, and I look at the people who will be watching me. They are in robes of red, all prepped up, sitting in a table and looking at me with those animal-like eyes.
I square the room, found the edible plants station, and darted my fingers through the touch screen panel, connection plants and their uses, and successfully getting a perfect score. But I am not done yet. I go to the ropes station, tied some acceptable knots. Then I went infront of the Gamemakers. Well, I won’t do my best to please them, who the heck do they think they are?
Oh, only the people who will hold my life in the arena.
They dismissed me, with sorrowful faces, showing disappointment. I understand, but I’ll just play Annie Cresta in the games right? This is the right course.
Night broke in, and dinner was served. Ilignma chattered about how well we are doing the past few days, and how Blaron shows masculine strength, like a career.
“Blaron is so perfect to be a career! Have they ask you to be part of their team?” Ilignma chirped. I think I saw Blaron blush before he answered.
“Well, not yet, but I hope so. I really want to be part of their alliance.”
Dread filled me, thinking about Blaron being a career. Sure, he has a shot, but what if the alliance is broken? Careers are vicious,bloody killers. Poor Blaron will suffer a bloody death.
I was snapped into reality again when I heard Ilignma call out that it is time to reveal the scores of the training.
“Oh my, I sure hope you guys get good scores.” Chriva said.
The faces of each tributes flashed in the screen. My Marvel got a ten. Great! District five male gets a seven, everyone clapped and Blaron got appreciative hoots from his prep team. Then my face flashes, Emilia; six.
Some of them clapped, and I was feeling okay, it’s not good nor bad, so that’s okay I guess. All was well until the pungent taste of puke fill my mouth.
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Okay this is a weird and boring chapter :P. Sorry, I can't think of anything awesome or anything new for her to show at the training center. Please vote anyway! Thanks!:)
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Through a Fox's Eyes
FanfictionShe sees things. She understands. She has a burden larger than any tributes, even Katniss'. She's the typical wallflower, who was smart enough to be in the final five. Join her in the games, see the Hunger Games through a fox's eyes.
