KATNISS

"Okay you guys are going to be a team in the beginning, so you need to know your strengths and weaknesses." I grabbed a pad of paper and a pencil. Then I looked at the tributes in front of me.

"Let's start with Peeta, what are you good at and what are you bad at?" Peeta shifted nervously.

"Cooking?" I rolled my eyes.

"Oh come on, everyone has a survival skill. Cooking ain't it," Haymitch muttered. "Just looked at the girl from last year, she was from a flower shop and she did pretty well." Peeta twisted his hands, and the other boy shot a glare at Haymitch.

"I'm strong I guess, and um I'm not afraid of fire. I suppose I could camouflage okay since I do decorated cakes," he said after a few minutes. I nodded and wrote it down.

Peeta

Strengths

Strong

Camouflage

Not afraid of fire?

Weaknesses

Can't hunt

Doesn't know how to fight

Doesn't know about surviving

"Okay Kyla you're up," I said looking at the girl. Kyla must be about seventeen, and obviously she's from the seam, what with her black hair, and gray eyes. She also has freckles which I've seen on quite a few seam kids.

Kyla hesitated for only a second before answering me.

Kyla

Strengths

Smart; planner

Quick learner

Used to being hungry

Knows how to find food

Weaknesses

Can't fight

Hates hurting people

Not strong; partly from lack of food

"Now it's your turn, Zayn," I said nodding to the merchant's boy. I know Zayn though, well I don't know him but I've seen him around. He's like Peeta, Zayn is the butcher's son although he doesn't look like the typical merchant. Zayn has light brownish blonde hair that's not quite so different, but different from everyone else.

Zayn

Strengths

Big

Strong

Knows how to kill

Quick reactions

Weaknesses

Doesn't know a thing about trapping

Can't tell one plant from another

Bad at coming up with plans

Not the best at being quiet

The list wasn't that bad, I could work with this. The three of them might make a good team.

"Okay when we get to the Capitol one important thing is sponsers-"

"I have important news!" Effie exclaimed, cutting me off. "This year the training is going to be for a week, I believe they added more time in so they could put finishing touches on their arenas. Sponsers are going off performance, any interested sponsor you perform for, then the judges judge you and if the sponsor is interested you get money based on your score, because the sponsor, before the performance starts, sets out a certain amount of money. Your score is out of ten, so if you got a five the sponsor would give you half of the money they set out. They can give more money, but it can't be more than the first amount you received and they can only give every two days."

"That sounds….complicated," Zayn replied.

"It makes it more interesting," Effie retorted. Kyla rolled her eyes.

"The people in the Capitol just want extravagance, and the Quell is their excuse for it." Haymitch chuckled.

"I'd watch my mouth if I were you. The Capitol doesn't put up with that kind of thing," he muttered darkly.

"Okay, yeah listen to Haymitch you don't want to end up like last year's tributes. Anyway you have a week to train and become group like. Then you are going into a smaller arena to fight District Ten. Once one person dies the match is over. When there are eighteen tributes alive you're going to be placed in the arena for the regular part of the Hunger Games.

Now Peeta and Kyla, you need to learn to fight. Zayn you need to learn trapping and plant identification on the first day training. The next day you three are training only with Haymitch and I. We are going to come up with you performance for sponsers, and hopefully give you tips on fighting," I informed the tributes.

"I think we're pretty lucky," Zayn said after a minute.

"You call this lucky?" Peeta asked. Zayn shrugged.

"Well we have a week to train, and I think we'll get into the top eighteen. We all compliment each other, things could be much worse."

"He's got a point," Kyla said. Peeta nodded.

"Yeah, he does."

"Okay children dinner is in two hours, then we are watching the reaping. You have to know your opponents," Effie reminded the tributes before walking off.

A few hours later we were all sitting down to watch the reaping.

District One had a high end girl whose name was something like Sapphire, a girl who was obviously poor, and a boy who looked normal.

I paid special attention to district two. It helped that a commotion was made after the first tribute was announced. The first tribute was a girl named Sabrina, and the thing was the next tribute was apparently her brother, and another guy ran up volunteering (which you weren't suppose to do this year) so then a bunch of officials gathered together to discuss it and decided to accept the volunteer, whose name was James. The last tribute was a really buff guy by the name of Cain, and that's really the only thing that stood out about him. It didn't help that Cato was staring intently at the camera, as if he could see me.

The only thing that stood out to me about district three was that the guy Gigit (pronounced Gi-git) looked insane.

District four managed to get three tributes who all looked trained.

Districts five through nine all blurred together again, I really can't help it. I had made a mental note to watch district ten, since that's who we would fight first. The first was a tall boy who looked generally strong, his name was Jet. The next was a girl who looked like she couldn't hurt a fly, she reminded of a mix between Rue and Minnie, her name was Pyper. The last was another boy who looked like he'd been in a fight recently with his black eye and split lip, his name was Sasha.

One thing that I thought while watching this was that we're getting weirder and weirder, seriously look at our names. Enough with that though.

When the reaping was over I leaned forward.

"I think it would be best if you acted like you targeted the girl, but really go for the guy named Jet. I think they'll be protecting her, or expecting an attack on her, so attacking her isn't the best idea. Now go to sleep, tomorrow you have to deal with Capitalits shoving cameras in your face." The three tributes nodded, and left silently.

"So how good of a chance do you think they have?" I asked.

"I think they have a fighting chance, they'll be able to last long enough," Haymitch answered before taking a swing out of his bottle.

I'm back, Please Don't Kill Me! It's been a while I know but I've been busy. Anyway thank you everyone who submitted names, I'll use more later on. I hope you all have a Happy Easter, A good Good Friday(no school!), and good Maundy Thursday (today, hehe I get to take communion)

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