Chapter two- training

Thomas's Point of View

The girl and I parted. I met back up with the group.

"Find anything interesting?" I asked them.

"I met that blonde-haired boy over there, Peeta!" the boy turned and walked over. "Peeta, this is Thomas he's my... friend."

"Hi, nice to meet you Thomas, I see you have met Katniss?"

"Yeah I did. And I see you have met Teresa."

"Yeah I did. Katniss and I are actually in the same District." I wondered what was going on in his mind. We all just stood there in awkward silence.

Peeta's Point of View

Awkward...

Thomas's Point of View

"So I will see you in the games then Peeta." I concluded.

"Yes, you to." and with that last statement, he left. Two people came up to us and said we were needed in our rooms. We rode up in an elevator, moving quite fast. But it seemed to take forever to get to our floor. All of us were in that little elevator squished, dirty, smelly, sweaty. What really helped was the music in there. *sarcasm* our room smelled like lemons and teresa called taking a shower first.

So far this place wasn't too bad. After Teresa, I took a shower then we were all refreshed, we looked through the draws and all that was in there were a bunch of tan pants and solid color shirts. Even though I have no memory of school something triggered my thoughts to relating the strange clothes to it.

"Turn on the T.V." Minho ordered. I grabbed a soda from the fridge and picked the remote. The power button was the the top, so I pressed it, aiming as close as I could to the monitor.

"Way better than the bloody Glade, right fella's?" newt said.

"Yeah, so far." Minho replied. The T.V. Screen lit up and a woman that I saw earlier today was on, but she was much younger. She was reading names, like Katniss said, the reaping. Next thing the people called out were dressed up in costumes in front of the same arena. The they were all running toward a giant pile of weapons and backpacks in the middle of the woods it looked like. Next thing, they were killing each other. It was harsh and scary to look at. We all bared it to the end where we saw the last two people fight, and the one who won was a 15 year old boy named Haymitch. It must have been the first Hunger Games.

We watched all 72 of them. Through the night. When the tape stopped Newt said, "That's what's going to happen to us? And they are going to film it! We can't kill each other!"

"Katniss told me all about this. It's harder watching it than it is hearing it."

"OK, this is way worse than the Glade man." Alby said.

"Katniss told me tomorrow we will have to start training to kill with different weapons, and we will have to lean how to tie knots, make traps, distinct a poisonous berry from a normal one, things like that. And we have one week to prepare. Then the games start."

"Dude, lets just escape." Minho said.

"If we do, the Peacekeepers will find us, cut off our tongues and make slaves for the Capitol."

"We have to figure something out, lets look like we are playing the game, but somehow lets still at least try to escape. We can take Katniss and Peeta if you want." Alby suggested.

"We will figured something out, but I remember one thing Katniss told me that I will never forget."

"What is it? Teresa asked.

"Happy Hunger Games, and may the odds be ever your favor."