Romani caught in an arena.

Chapter 6.

"So training was fun, huh?" Is Trysts only question. Really..His only question? Fine then. Mind you, neither of us are good with conversation. Not with my attitude. Urgh. Seriously people, why must I have an attitude. You know, that's how people actually say it. Just like that, with emphasis on the "Attitude". Stupid people. I mean, isn't it good to have an attitude? At least I stick up for myself. At least I don't take any hassle from anyone. That's a good thing, I think. If anyone thinks that I can't stick up for myself, and just go cry, and "whimper" from people being mean, or whatever. Then, I am obviously a good target for everyone in these games. One thing you need in these games is attitude and, being able to stand up for myself. No one is going to get to me. The only person that can, is myself.

"Err..I guess so. I mean, I know that i'm good with spears, so that could help. What about you? Learnt anything?" I don't know why i'm attempting this conversation to be honest, I don't want to be friends with any other tributes, especially Tryst. Because, well, we're from the same district. I don't want to be friends with the tribute from the same district as me. Because, if one of us wins, the other will obviously die. And imagine that...Going back home, to your district. Seeing the family of your friend that died in The Hunger Games. The games you were also a part of. I'd prefer it if I wasn't friends with anyone in these games. Make things much easier. Lift the guilt off people, for killing me. And if iIget any kills? Well, I would also be guilt free. Not totally guilt free. It would just make things easier. That's my opinion. 

"Not really. I didn't really try anything of use today. Just stayed around the little things, like the camouflaging station, and the rope station. At least I know now how to tie a know without breaking a nail!" He says with enthusiasm. Trying to be funny I guess. I'm not sure. I don't really know what goes through his mind. I bet his mind is full of so many different thoughts, and visions that no one really knows about, except him. I don't really know anything about Tryst, just to be honest.

"I'll attempt something harder tomorrow. I mean, I guess I have to show that i'm not just a pretty looking face, and that i have something to show". I don't really know what he's trying to say by this. So I just laugh and carry on walking. The rest of the way to our rooms, are spent in silence. No talking whatsoever. How "Awkward", could you call it. Well, I guess it was awkward in a way. An awkward silence. What could be worse? Oh yeah, killing him.

We finally arrive at our rooms, i don't even say "Hi". I just walk away, hoping he doesn't say anything. Luckily, he doesn't. I feel really tired. I might just skip dinner, and go straight to sleep. You know, get some energy into me, ready for tomorrow. All I can think is "Yay! Training, Big whoop", and then roll my eyes. To be honest, all it is really is to show off your strengths and weaknesses to the tributes, and important people to the games. Nothing really special. Nothing to be proud of if you do good, or show off. All you will be then, is just another person everyone else wants to kill. 

Ahhh my room. The only place i really want to be right now. Away from everyone, and just left with my thoughts. My thoughts, they do amuse me...

****Next morning in Training****

I wish I had ate more during breakfast. No one came to wake me up for Breakfast. To be honest, I don't know why. I would have expected Uvuar to wake me. But she didn't, which was surprising. I guess she just wanted to leave me alone, let me be. Especially after the last time I had a small rant at her for waking me up. Guess she learned. Good, i'm glad. And luckily, I wasn't awaken. I was left to sleep. Left to gain a few hours to myself. Just to sleep, and dream. Dream my life away.

Training. Second day of it. Not going to be fun I think. And it isn't. It's far from fun. People saw how good  I was at the spears yesterday, and now they are trying to impress whoever by using the spear station over and over again. I don't think its working to be honest, I mean, they're trying too hard, way to hard if you ask me. And they're making it perfectly obvious. It's starting to get annoying. I look around to see where everyone is at. Don't want to join a station with loads of people on. It wastes time, and I just get so awkward when I have to train or do something around lots of people. Especially when they're stood there, in person. Watching my every move. I mean, isn't that feeling just awkward to you? Because it is to me. I hate it. 

Tryst is working on the archery station. He's actually not that bad at it. This surprises me. Did he also mention archery when he was talking about his oh-so-amazing story of living homeless for a couple of weeks? I don't remember. He could have. I wasn't paying attention then, food was being served. But as i said, he's not that bad. Just missing targets by a few inches or so. I don't expect him, or anyone to be brilliant at archery, heard its a hard skill to gain. 

I'm basically just standing in the middle of the room, doing nothing but watching. Watching the way people handle the way they use their training time. It's like they have some sort of plan towards this. Like, keeping track on the different stations they visit, and how long they stay for. 

Over near the throwing knifes station, the boy from district 4, and the boy from district 11 are throwing knifes like there is no tomorrow. I just sit there, watching. Oh, yeahs, only now i notice that i'm sat on the floor. Got too distracted, as usual. But anyways, there they are, working away at the throwing knifes, hitting the targets, missing the targets, getting so many watchers. They really are gaining the attention of the tributes this session.

And thats when it happens. Even though they had a fair amount of people watching their every move, just like me, no one really notices what happens, until the gasps start. and then the blood. Just pouring from the gash in his lungs. I guess he didn't notice this coming. No one did really. But it happened. And now there he is, dead on the floor, with blood oozing out of his skin, like there is no tomorrow. But, there really is no tomorrow for him now. I think his name was, Caspar. Well, Casper now has no tomorrow, or now. He's dead. The blood is still oozing, the tributes now gathered in a large crowd, around his body. Then it turns crazy. Crazy for some. Others just sit there, watching everyone and everything. Kind of like me. Well, I think its only me.  Oh, and this other girl. Oh erm..She's from District 2 I think..Chloe is her name? Yeahs, Chloe. Or was is something else? Oh, no, i'm pretty sure it's Chloe.

People from the Capitol start rushing in, looking on towards the bloody sight ahead of their eyes. Choosing not to believe what they see. This is clearly noticeable, as they keep blinking, and rubbing their eyes, like they want to wish it away. Make it like they are dreaming. This is not happening. More people are ushered in and ordered to move us away, and into are rooms. I don't want to leave. I make this apparent. Just stood there, not taking my eyes away from the body. I don't want to miss this. I don't want to miss how the capitol handle with this problem. The problem that's going to cause them a lot of trouble. Everyone knows this. Everything is going to be bad this year, I can tell. 

Pushed. I am basically being pushed away from the sight. Everyone wants us up in our rooms, away from everything and everyone. Not being able to cause harm. So i guess i better start walking. 

"See what happened?" Tryst asks. It catches me in my thoughts. I really need to stop drifting away from this world, into my thoughts.

"Err..Nope. Not really. Anyways, i'm erm..going to head to my room. I'll catch you later. Bye!". Like I said earlier. Best to keep away from the other tributes, and not make friends. Only makes it harder to kill, or be killed. I guess.