After a while Skeeta and Clove had to go back if they didn't want to miss the training. She left her friend at her door and had to walk home alone. As she reached her own house her mood wasn't very good. She had to obligate herself not to turn around and walk away.
She opened the door and went up the stairs to her bedroom. She was glad she hadn't met her sister or mother yet.
Her bedroom was a quite basic room:
There was a big bed, a desk, a wardrobe and a shelf. Her walls were completely white just like her bed sheets, the wardrobe and the tidy shelf.
Her bedroom was one of the few things her mother did not complain about- except of her knife collection on her shelf.
But Clove didn't care about that. These knives meant a lot to her. They all were memories and she liked simply looking at them because it made her feel good and protected.
When she came home after a shitty day she took them in her hand and that single feeling of holding them brought her back the happy thoughts she was missing.
It was a bit magical, she had to admit.
"Hurry up, loser! Training starts in half an hour!" her sister Daria yelled through her door.
"Coming" she grumbled.
Quickly she got changed, grabbed her sport sack and ran down the stairs.
"Thanks for having me waiting this long for you" Daria snapped at her.
Clove just rolled her eyes and together they made their way to the gym.
As they reached the building her sister couldn't hold back her comment.
"Oh look, there's your stupid friend waiting"
"Oh and look there! There's your… Oh my bad, I forgot you don't have any friends!"
She left Daria behind with these words and felt much better.
"Wow, it seems that you`re sister's in her usual good mood" Skeeta greeted her.
"If you only knew" she replied.
"Well, todays training should sweeten your temper!"
"Why?" Clove asked surprised.
"Don't you remember? Today's again one of those contests of testing our skills and checking how we're going and stuff"
"Oh yeah, great" Clove didn't understand Skeeta's excitement.
"Gosh, Clove! Sometimes I wonder on what planet you live on!" Skeeta laughed.
"Just think of all those hot guys wrestling each other and later taking off their shirts and…"
"Yes, I understood" She stopped her.
Great. That meant that today was the day SHE had to wrestle these guys. Not all of them but the ones her age because she already skipped the girls. This wasn't quite her idea of hot. No, she was definitely not looking forward this.
Hey guys! This is my very first try to write a fanfiction, so let me know how I`m doing :)
Also English isn't my mother language, I´m doing my best but I guess there will be some mistakes, so just ignore them! Hope you enjoy the story x
