Romani caught in an arena.

Chapter 8.

I would say today is the second day of training. This means tomorrow, we will be on our third, and last day of training. That also means that we will have our Private sessions with the "important people" of the capitol. The ones who will provide us with scores for our ability's that can be useful in the arena. The highest score we can gain is a 12, I'll be lucky if I get a 7 at least. But tomorrow, well, it will be the day that will show the sponsors that we have a chance to win. Tomorrow is the only thought on my mind. Tomorrow is an important, and very busy day. Uvuar is giving me a short brief of how tomorrow is going to go, and what is going to happen, and how we have to act. I hate it, but she sounds about right about how our behaviour should be.

"Right, tomorrow will start with all of you tributes, going to training. Basically, a normal day!" Her voice squeaked more than usual today. It was really getting to me. I wonder if she is still upset after yesterday. I basically, just ignored her for the day, and carried on as usual. Now, is the first time seeing her since yesterday. I went for dinner later than everyone else, so I wouldn't face anyone. 

"Then, in the afternoon, you shall have your private sessions with the capitol people. You'll get around 15 to 20 minutes each. It really depends on what skills you choose to show to them. If they get bored, then they will dismiss you sooner than usual. If they like what skills you have, then you will probably stay for the whole 20 minutes." God, she is making this whole thing bigger than what it is. Yes, okay so it is important, but she's turning it into a whole fiasco. Before she spoke, I thought all I had to do, was go in and try out the different stations there, trying my best. Now, I need to be careful which stations I choose, because they could dismiss me before i show them anything good that i can do. Why does she have to make everything so complicated. 

"And then, after that you can return to your rooms, or just your floor, and do whatever you want. Then dinner will be served at normal time. But, Romani, You have to be here for 8 o'Clock to watch the scoring for the different tributes. You both have to be here. I mean this." I guess she meant me by that. I haven't exactly been willing to show up for dinner recently. Don't want to bother with the "chit chat". But i guess tonight, i have no choice.

****In Training****

"So what are you going to do first then?" Tryst says, while containing a grin on his face. I don't know why to be honest. This is the last full day of training. Why is it so funny to him?

"Err, I dunno. What you smiling about?" I ask, curiously. I honestly don't know why he's finding it so, funny. 

"We may be from District 8, but we've got quite a good few skills. I mean, sure, you've got the careers, but then you have the tributes from the other districts, like 10, 11, and 12. I don't see any potential in them, at all. I think they'll be first to die. What about you?" 

"Tryst, you're starting to sound like a career. Have you been talking to them? Are you going to have an alliance with them?" I feel a bit startled by this. I mean, I expected this, but I didn't think that he would actually try to be in alliance with them. But then again, i didn't think I would be a tribute this year. 

"Yeah, why not? More chance of me surviving. If you alliance with the careers, then more supplies, more sponsers, and more chance of being alive towards the end. More chance of winning. I mean, you must have had these thoughts?" 

"To be honest, I don't think I have enough skills to be considered as a part of their alliance. I haven't really thought about being in an alliance with them. I'm just going to die soon enough in the games anyway". I can't believe I just told him what i'm thinking. I never really tell anyone what i am thinking. This is a first.