I was grateful Xavier's arm was around me. I swear, I might fall out! Even though we had already stopped. It was getting dark, so our chariot was showing more. The fire flickered, and it was hard to take your eye off of it. President Valentine went around all of the chariots, but the cameras stayed on District 12 until we got to the Training center.
Pierre and Blair, Xavier's stylist, a woman with caramel brown shoulder length hair, a good tan and beautiful violet eyes helps us down from our chariot. Xavier grabs a rose off the chariot and hands it to me. I slightly bllush. No, I thought. Remember the three H's.
He was dangerous.
He would actually kill.
He would be my murderer.
I sigh, but reluctantly take the rose and smile at him. I knew his game, and I decided to follow it. Then I would come out and get him. I would act like I love him, I would then trick him, and eventually, kill him.
Love him.
Trick him.
Kill him.
It was that simple. He might've saved my brother, but he was not going to kill me. But maybe, just maybe, this wasn't an act. It wasn't an act with my mother and Peeta. I somehow thought I could trust him.
"Thanks." I whisper to him. "I almost fell off." I say. He just smiles. I then see Katniss and Peeta walk up to us, Peeta glaring at Xavier and Katniss staring at my dress.
"You look even more beautiful than I did!" She says and gives me a hug.
"You missed the whole thing!" I say. She smiles.
"No we didn't, We saw it on a screen. We would probably get killed if we actually went out there." She says. I frown and look at dad, who was glaring at Xavier. Then I look at Xavier. He was pale, trying his best not to look at my father.
"Peeta. Remember what I told you, sweetie?" Mom asks, looking at dad. He softens a bit.
The Training center has a tower designed exclusivley for the tributes on their teams. District 12, as well as the other districts, has it's own floor. We go up to it on a crytal clear elevator, seeing people shrink into tiny ants. Xavier stayed as far away from Peeta as possible; he was mushed to the wall. I wanted to ride again.
"I wanna ride again." I whisper to Katniss. She silently laughs.
"Me too." she says. I laugh and so does she. Everyone gives us strange glances. We stop as we get to our floor. I could see that Xavier kept his hand on his cheek, smiling. Peeta glared at him, then looked away and sighed, he knew glaring wasn't going to keep us apart.
"God, you remind me so much of Katniss! You two are just like eachother!" Effie says to Katniss and I, and we can't help but smile.
"And wow! Your outfits, that really got their attention! Not to mention the ki-" she stops herself as Peeta continues to glare at Xavier. I roll my eyes.
"Dad, it's no use." I say. He turns away, his hands crossed on his chest.
My quarters were about twice the size of my living room at home. There are so many buttons, I could press them non-stop for five days and still not finish. The shower has more than a hundred options to choose regualting water temperature, pressure, soaps, shampoos, scents, oils, and massaging sponges. When you step on a mat, a burst of warm air goes all over you to dry off in under a second and take all the tangles from your hair.
I program the closet to an outfit that fits my personality. I put on a dark purple of the shoulder t-shirt and some ripped bright blue bootcut jeans. I just wanted to wear socks, and I put my hair back up in a side french braid. Effie calls me to dinner.
Great. So now I can see my father and how he just might kill Xavier.
I walk out and see that only Effie, Blair, Xavier, and of course, my father were there. I sit next to Xavier, which my father did not like.
"Prim, dear, do you mind sitting next to Effie?" He asks, through gritted teeth and trying hard not to yell. I roll my eyes and sit next to Effie, who looks at me affectionaly. Just then Katniss walks in. Peeta pulls out a chair for her and she gratefully sits. The start whispering to eachother, which led to bickering.
I clear my throat, and Katniss looks at us a mouth closed forced smile while trying hard not to hear Peeta bickering in her ear. She slaps his arm, not taking her eyes off us. He finally stops. A girl with long black hair and a white tunic walks over to me and offers me wine. I noticed she was an Avox.
"No, thankyou." I say politely to the wine, only because Katniss and Peeta won't let me.
"It's alright dear. Could you please give her just a little please?" Katniss asks the Avox, who smiles. She fills a little bit of the cup and leaves, only to trip and fall. Katniss, Peeta, Xavier and I then get up to help her. Her mouth was wide open, eyebrows raised high. Maybe she thought we would hurt her.
"Oh, my goodness, let me help you up!" I insisted. She shook her head and and tried to get up, only to slip again on the wet floor. I grab her hand and help her up as Peeta and Xavier are drying the floor and Katniss was picking up broken pieces of glass.
The Avox shook her head and sat, picking up some glass. I shook my head, knowing I had been defeated.
We walk into a room to whatch the recaps of the opening ceremonies. Peeta left before it even started. After about six minutes, I decide to leave. Our district had the top floor, so I went onto the roof. I was surprised to see my father, standing there, looking more sad than I've ever seen him. I cleared my throat, and he whirls around to face me.
"Oh, hi Prim. Would you like to join me?" He asks, and I nod. I walk torward him and face the view. I look at him with true concern.
"Why are you so sad?" I ask him, and he is even more sad.
"Memories. I first talked with Katniss here, and figured out that I was in love with her. She told me about the Avox, and then we talked about... Gale. I thought she loved him, and when when she started crying at your reaping. Do you think that she even stopped loving him?" He asks me, and I shook my head.
"Dad, of course she loves him. They grew up together. She only loves him in a different way. She loves you as a husband, but she loves him as a brother." I say, and he smiles.
"Of course. You're just like your mother, the smart one." He says, I give him a side hug.
"I know she is." I say. He laughs and playfully punchs my arm.
"Thanks alot. Well you definately get your humor from your dad!"
"Sure..."
"What does that mean?"
"Nothing, nothing." We silence down. Peeta frowns.
"Dad, are you worried about the Games?" I ask. He sighs.
"Of course I am! You could die-!" I stopped him.
"I'm not going to die! I know everything you taught me! The camoflauge, the medicine, fightning and hunting skills, everything! I'm going to win, just not end up like you two. Xaviers not going to hate me, District 12 will remain, there will be no war! Dad, I've got this." I reassure him, and he seems to relax a little.
"Alright. It's getting cold, you should get some sleep." he suggests. I nod and leave. When I get back to my quarters, I don't care for pajamas. I just curl up in bed, only having on underwear. I close my eyes, and quickly fall asleep.
I have a horrifying dream.
I stand above the trees. When I look down, I see every one of them, armed. Ready to kill me. They have weapons, they even have my weapon. I don't know what to do. They start throwing. I dodge most of them, but one arrow pierces through my heart. And guess who did it?
Xavier.
The image fades, and a new image appears.
I see Rue, my mother's old friend. I also se the spear in her heart. I hear Katniss singing to her. Then I see Cato, and the mutations eating him. I see Mags walking into the poisonus air. I see the bombs dropping on Prim. I see Gale after he's been wipped. I see Katniss digging her fingers into Haymitch's face. I see Peeta being hijacked. I see the bullet through the District 11 man's head.
I wake up, screaming my parents names silently. I put my hands on my heart and breath heavily. I decide to take a shower. I press a button and warm water sprays me. A strawberry soap deluges me and I immediately feel better and more awake. I walk out and suddenly I am dry. My hair is tangle free. I choose and outfit of my liking. When I press the button, it goes to a certain outfit, and not the one I like.
Oh, well.
I put on the tight bright blue jeans, black noodle strap tank top, and my black tennis shoes. I put my hair back up in the side french braid. As I walk out to the dining area and see that everyones was there but me.
"Goodmorning, Prim. Did you have a nice sleep?" Fabiola asks me as I sit down. I smile.
"Um... yeah." I lie. There is an awkward silence in the air.
"So," Katniss says. "Telll me your skills." I look at Xavier. He shrugs.
"I guess I'm pretty good at snares." he says. Katniss smiles sadly, and I hear her mumble, 'Just like your father.' I guess I was the only one who heard.
"Anything else?" She asks. He tries to think.
"I guess I can do pretty good with knives." he says.
"Alright, Prim?" she turns her head to me.
"Um, well, fighting, camoflauge and some hunting skills I get from dad. You, I guess, bow and arrows, snares, medicine and other hunting skills." I say, and they smile.
"Wow, you know alot!" Effie says brightly. I remember my dreams.
"Yeah," I mumble. "I guess I do." They look at me with concerned faces.
"Are you okay?" Xavier asks. I look up.
"Yeah." I say.
"Well, what the game makers like, they like rebellion. You really have to surprise them. Maybe even shoot an arrow." Peeta says, looking at Katniss in the last sentance. I chuckle.
"And you see how that went." I say, and they frown.
"Sorry." I mumble. We sit and eat in silence. I dip some of my bread in some hot chocolate, as Xavier looks at me with curiosity.
"Try it." I encourage him. He does it, and smiles. That makes me laugh. I accidentally snort, and everyone laughs.
"Alright, well, would you like to be trained together, or seperately?" Peeta asks. Xavier and I exchange glances.
"Why should we be trained seperately?" Xavier says. "We already said what we could do, so it's not really a secret." I nod.
"Yeah. We'll be trained together." I say. The nod their heads. We eat in silence. I took that time to examine Xavier. He had the same outfit, except he had on a t-shirt instead. Hi red hilights were still there, just like mine.
"Well, I think you two should go make sure you're ready for training." Katniss suggests. We nod and leave.
