Chapter 3:
The steam coming from the train flew by us as we entered it. Our mentor, Myna, who won the games only a few years ago, greeted us with a mix of friendliness and fierce tones. The train was nothing like anything I've seen before. I sat down at a cherry wooden table set with rolls, juice and many different foods. Though perceived by the other non-career districts as snobbish and spoiled this is way more than what is served at our homes. I didn't feel like a career, although I am good with knives I never really an alliance before. I mean in training we have remakes of the games, not killing or with the fancy software the capitol has but an unrealistic smaller arena carved along the mountains bottom I'd never really team up with the others.
"Okay my name is Myna. I want to know more about you, your names are Cato and Clove. Am I correct?" Myna asked. Cato and I gave a small nod. "What are your talents and your family like?" she asked. Although she is probably around 21, she sounded very intelligent and mature. I remember watching tapes of her hunger games and she was kind of like the big sister among the rest of the career pack. She aided her friends when needed. If I for some reason want to be a career I hope Cato and the tributes from district 1 and 4 are the same. Before I saw the games when the poor girl from my district died because of allies I wanted to be a career. They were stronger, bigger and faster and along with fellow careers they would make an ultimate group.
Cato soon spoke up. "I guess I am pretty handy with the sword and spear." That was true. I've seen him practicing during training and he did okay. "My family-"he dropped off.
"What is it?" Myna said.
"My mother is the most caring person I have met but can't say the same for my dad." Cato responded with a light tone of frustration.
I really didn't want to here anymore. I feel nothing. Or I least try too. No it's no big deal if his father is cruel. I have heard that Mr. Brentwood is very abusive but nothing can… I stop my thoughts.
"I'm 15. I throw knives. I'm an only child. My mother is fussy. My dad is weird. I'm never going to be a career." I basically say what Cato and Myna didn't want to hear.
"Clove, imagine how much more time you'll spend alive with the careers than with anyone else!" Myna exclaimed.
"Who said I was going to make an alliance." I snickered.
"Why don't you want to be a career let alone make an alliance?" Cato told me. I see him bite my lips and his eyes weren't reflecting any happiness of anger, just emotion. I grew frustrated and embarrassed. My mentor and fellow tribute seem upset at me.
"Remember that girl from our district who partnered up with that stupid 12 boy? How did she end up? Oh wait dead, because they'll turn on you when they least expect it!" I stated my reasoning with my eyes swelling with water. The air outside was foggy as we passed by rolling hills and even an enchanting waterfall.
"Clove-"Cato grasped my hand on the table. "I don't know about District 1 and 4 but I won't do what that mutt did. I might kill you if we make it that far but not as early as he did." He didn't look right like he was upset with me commenting about the possibilities of him or the rest killing each other so early. I mean I guess the careers are always so loyal in the beginning but I don't know. I guess I can trust Cato for now but I don't even know the rest last name. I felt like pelting the banana at my prep team or someone. Not necessarily Cato and Myna who seem almost trust worthy.
"So how about joining the careers?" Myna asked.
"I'll let you know later but I'm going to sleep on it." I told her. That night I dreamt of the games and Cato killing me. It was a nightmare. Not only was I dead but Cato was the one killing me. After his promises… I felt betrayed; I started shaking and kept telling myself that he wasn't going to do this. In the end I screamed. I didn't know if I should kill him or not. I think someone heard me so I looked out onto the next room. Cato, Myna and my prep team looked frustrated. I started telling them about my dream. Myna and Cato frowned but Cato then lightly slapped me. It didn't hurt but I guess it was some sort of wake up call.
"What was that for?" I asked.
"What do you want me to do to you to prove I won't this?" He then lightly kissed me as in a sarcastic way. I stormed out pacing in my room.