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The tributes lined up in the gym, stretching for the first day of training. Of course, the Careers went over to the spears and axes. The Districts 3, 6, 8, and 9 went over to the archery section or the sword fighting section. The other tributes, except for Prim, went and wandered around the Training Center. But Prim just stayed in the center of the room for a few hours.

She thought about what had happened to Katniss and tears rolled down her cheeks. After the few hours though, she was angry at what the Capitol had turned her sister into, dead. All at once, the tears stopped and her face morphed into that of a determined human. Which she was, she was determined to win these Games for her sister.

Prim looked around the Center. She looked at the Careers first. They each outweighed her by at least 100 pounds. She watched as they easily wielded the axes and cringed as one of the largest, Grady, easily hit the dummy from 20 yards away. Prim turned away and looked at the other tributes.

The others were trying hard, but Prim could tell that they hadn't a day of training with the weapons. One of the swords had even slipped from Derek's hands ad almost chopped his foot off. Prim almost laughed, but realizing where she was, kept the straight face.

Prim then closed her eyes. She thought of a few things that she was good at. She was good at healing, caring, and loving. Unfortunately, none of those things were good to have during the Games. She then thought about Katniss and her knowledge of plants and right then, she knew where to go. She headed over to the plants section of the Center.

The trainer knew at once who the young girl was and his face turned sad. "Ah, I see that you're the sister of Katniss. Such a tragedy..." the trainer trailed sniffled slightly, but she dove into memorizing all of the plants, not unlike her sister.

The trainer's face turned slightly happier as he saw that Prim had inherited the knowledge of plats like her sister. Even though Prim didn't know the names of all the plants, she memorized most of the ones she felt sure that she would need to know of. She was at the plants section until they call for lunch.

As she sat down to eat, she thought I've never seen so much food!

But before she could dig in, she saw a shadow appear over her shoulder. She looked behind her and saw a boy that neared six feet, but he wasn't overly large. He was more lanky and looked pretty fast.

"Hi," he said friend-like, "my name is Maverick, but everyone calls me Mav." Prim peered into the boy's eyes and saw herself in him. She saw that under the tall boy's composure was a scared little boy.

She smiled slightly. "Well, I guess you can eat with me."

Mav smiled and sat down beside Prim. They ate and after they were done, they went down to the Training Center together.

The rest of the days went by fast and Prim spent most of it with the boy from District 11, Mav. She really enjoyed his company, but she was upset and frustrated that if she was to honor the death of her sister, that Mav had to die. The rest of her free time she spent with either Effie, Cinna, or Olive, her District 12 counterpart.

Then it was the night for the 15 minute sessions. Prim would be last. And as she waited, she talked with Mav, Ollie, and Mav's counterpart, Jackie. Prim waited for her turn and as the room thinned, her nervousness became greater.

Then finally, Mav went in to the Training Center and the rest waited.

Then about 15 minutes later, Jackie went in and Prim and Ollie waited.

Then Ollie went in and Prim waited alone. They called Prim in later and she realized, as soon as she entered, that the Gamemakers were drunk. Suddenly, she was filled with rage. She immediately went over to the plants section and found what she thought was deadly plant. She tossed it into the air and caught in her mouth.

She smiled before she fell down into unconsciousness. When she awoke, it was morning. Staring down at her was Cinna and Effie. Effie was going frantic, but Cinna kept a cool composure.

"What did you do?" Effie asked frantically.

Prim showed a hint of a smile. "I guess I just lost it. I ate a plant that I thought was poisonous, but I guess it wasn't," Prim shrugged.

Cinna looked down at Prim, "well I guess we can't do anything about it now."

Prim then sat up, "what were my training scores?" She asked.

Cinna smiled a little, "I believe they were an eleven," he said, before he walked out.

Prim laid back down and smiled. She knew deep down that she would never win, but she felt good knowing that her last free act was of defiance at the Capitol, who had killed her sister.

After the interviews...

Prim was tired, but she couldn't sleep knowing that tomorrow she would have to confront death and probably lose. But she felt good knowing that she had three allies instead of just one.

Over the days, Prim, Jackie, Ollie, and Mav had become allies and would stay in the arena together through the end. Everyone knew, even though they didn't say, that only one victor could be crowned.

Prim laid in a restless sleep. She couldn't help but think about the next day's events and beyond. She hoped she could last long enough to bring honor to 12, but she also hoped that she could go early, so she wouldn't have to mourn the deaths of her allies. So for the final hours before she had to enter the arena, she laid in the bed thinking about tomorrow.

Cinna came in to wake her and she felt her heart sag slightly. No matter how much she hated to admit it, but she was still the scared girl who had been chosen two years before.

Cinna led her below the building and waited for the hovercraft. They only had to wait a few minutes before they were on the hovercraft. From there they were taken to the arena. The ride lasted about 25 minutes before they stopped and were lowered beneath the ground. They were dropped in a room about fifteen feet below the ground and there they waited silently. They waited until the voice instructed them to step on their metal plates. When Prim was secure on the plate, she was lifted toward the ground. When she was at ground level.

A voice boomed the instructions out. When they were in silence, a countdown started. A countdown that lasted a minute. Prim knew this minute would be agonizing, but she couldn't expect how bad it could be. She waited until the voice slowly rang out the remaining seconds.

Ten...

Nine...

Eight...

Seven...

Six...

Five...

Four...

Three...

Two...

One...