I finally fullfilled my promise! I finally put a chapter up on Friday! Hooray to me! Anyways, enjoy :D

I set my alarm clock to wake me up as early as possible. A strange kind of excitment filled me as I was ready to train. I went to the bathroom and managed to set up the shower to my preferences, then I put on my "training clothes" that I was given out, matching for all the tributes.

When I arrived in the dining room I was surprised seeing Maysilee sitting at the table reading a magazine. When she heard my steps her eyes rose up and she smiled saying:

'Morning, sweetheart'

'Could you stop calling me sweetheart?' I groaned.

She gave me no response but instead called an avox and ordered some food, then returned to reading her magazine. After a long and awkward silence our food arrived and so did Ariana, today wearing a silver wig and a forest green dress. Her dress distracted my attention for a second since it reminded me of the oh so lovely forests back home, but I was called back to reality by Ariana whom was scolding me.

'It's not very polite to stare at others' she said.

'Your dress is lovely today' I said, giving my most chraming smile.

'Oh, thank you' she responded her powdered cheeks slightly blushing.

'Shouldn't you go and wake up Will and Dorothy?' said Maysilee seeming quite bored.

'Yes, thank you for reminding me. I see that you two have no problem waking up though' she said and left us alone.

I ate until I felt like my stomach is going to burst. They're called the Hunger Games for a reason and that's why I need to put on as much weight as possible before all the food I have is taken away from me. I only saw Maysilee eat very little so I aked her:

'Don't you wanna put some more weight on?'

'I was brought up in a candy shop, so, I don't think I'm the underfed one over here. Altough I don't think it would hurt to put on a little bit more'

She grabbed a couple of pancakes and started chowing. I got up from my chair and went to the living room to watch TV until the others are ready, when I opened the channel I was hit by Claudius Templesmith's voice that was discussing our odds. In the background there was a table with all the tributes that contained their name, basic information and odds. In the bottom right corner I spotted District 12 with our stats going like this:

45. District 12 - Dorothy O'Connel - 18 - 5'7 - 104 - 1/33

46. District 12 - William Baxter - 13 - 5'4 - 81 - 1/58

47. District 12 - Maysilee Donner - 16 - 5'2 - 117 - 1/25

48. District 12 - Haymtich Abernathy - 16 - 5'10 - 123 - 1/17

"One in seventeen? What are they thinking?" I thought "Where do they come from with these statistics?". They would change thier mind once they see me in training, maybe I would plummet lower than the Aurora, the girl who looks like Maysilee from 6, with a one in seventy chance. Maybe they put me this high since I'm the new "sweetheart" of the Capitol, the one that most sponsors would throw all their life savings on if he or she'd be from the richer districts. But no, I have the misfortune of being from 12, possibly the worst District to be from and be in, being the circumstances. I was lost in my thoughts until they were intrerrupted my Maysilee shaking my shoulder.

'Come on sweetheart. I don't think you want to miss the first day of training'

I jumped up from the couch and we went to the lift, descending to the training centre. Whilst on the lift I thought of a rather ingenious plan in my opinion that I had to voice to my "teammates".

'I thought of something, it's kind of a plan that you might want to hear'

'Let's hear it then' said Maysilee

'Since they expect you to show off your talents whilst training I say we do it the other way around. We souldn't hone skills that we already know, but learn new things that might come and save our life in a life or death situation and when the gamemakers evaluate us separately we can impress them with our best skills which they haven't seen yet'

'So we should learn new things and after that show off?' asked William.

'Exactly' I said, not so convinced if those skills would end up aiding that poor kid.

'But what if we won't want to stick to your plan?' asked Dorothy arrogantly.

'Do whatever you wanna do, but don't blame me for your death when I get to the afterlife' I responded coldly.

'Yeah, like they're gonna let the new sweetheart die' she whispered.

'Where did she get that attitude?' whispered Maysilee in my ear so she won't hear.

'Don't I have one too?'

She giggled, our elevator stopping. We entered the training centre, which was not full yet only about half of the tributes having arrived. The wait for the other tributes was way longer than needed and about half an hour later, including a little speech from the head trainer, we were left to go and train. I went over to the plants section where I can learn to recognize the poisonous ones from the normal ones and it was a breeze, impressing my instructor with my rather good knowledge of plant life. I still learned about some new ones before I moved to the knives, disrespecting my plan of not showing off the things that we're good at. I had a strong desire, almost an urge, to inspect and test all the different kinves. Some other tributes were training here, both girls from 4, Syren and Arielle, Jasper from 1 and the little girl from 6 who, to my surprise, wasn't that bad.

I looked over all the different types of knives, throwing kinves, dual sided, one sided, all with unique handles and blades for all of our preferences. I grabbed a handfull of throwing kinves and positioned myself in front of the targets, throwing them until my hand was empty. The first two didn't make it onto the target, the third and fourth ones struck the target's torso and the last one managed to strike the head. The Careeres were looking at me, jealousy wirtten on their faces. A District 12 tribute being better at throwing kinves than them. Instead of basking in their jealousy, I rushed out and headed to the fire starting place where Maysilee was gathering some wood.

'Great job with the knives' she said whilst arranging some logs.

'I am so, so dead...' I said nervously biting my nails.

'Why? Because you're better than them?' she asked.

'No! It's because if they saw how good I am with knives they'd want me dead faster since I pose a threat' I responded still biting my nails.

'You're implying that they'll hunt you down?'

'Yes! Exactly! I will be dead in a matter of seconds if they fight me since they tend to band together'

'You need to stop worrying, there are fourty more tributes beside you that they'll want dead. Now, sweetheart, why don't you help me with the fire?'

'Yeah, sure...'

We started piling a couple more logs and with a little effort we managed to make a nice warm fire. After we made a couple more with different plants and kinds of wood we moved to hand-to-hand combat. I couldn't say I was bad at it, I got fourth place last year at the wrestling championship at school, but I wasn't excellent at it. Still, that diploma and medal was a prized possesion of mine that I kept framed in my room. Maysilee offered to go first, her fighting skills impressing me. For a girl that was brought up in wealth, never having to fight, she was one tough cookie that could take a few blows before she'd go down.

'How are you so good?' I asked after she paused.

'Having a sister means there's a lot of fighting. Don't you fight with your brother?'

'He's younger than me, why should I fight someone weaker than me?' I asked rather confused.

'Because you will have to fight people weaker than you' she said pointing towards the girl from 6.

I sighed walking into the ring. I readied my fists in defense, waiting for the instructor to strike. The match was quite hard, but I did get some hits in. It was time to go in the canteen for lunch and, like everywhere in the Capitol, there was a huge array of foods to choose from, so, as always, I tried to pick something from everything. After the lunch break was over I went on a tour visiting the trap section, camouflage section, archery section, climbing section and sword fighting section learning basics and new things until it was time to go back to the apartment.

The next two days of training went on like a breeze. Ariana informed me that an escort can't try and get us sponsor gifts, a fact that made my little glimpse of hope of returning alive disappear. On the fourth day we had to "practice" manners with our escort and how we should behave during the interview that was going to be tomorrow. The escort would've been responsible with only the manners part, but because we don't have a mentor anymore, Ariana had to do both at the same time, in the same day, with four tributes without losing her temper at all. I was the first one to go in just because I am the "difficult" one, there was not much on the manners part since I knew proper manners. The hard part was yet to come which was the behaving part, Ariana knew I was a very unsocial and unabbordable person so she had to practice about ten types of personalities with me until we got to the right one, the sarcastically snarky person. That was the right personality for me since I wasn't sexy, I wasn't a gentleman, I wasn't spiritual, I wasn't the social boy and I wasn't the innocent one, I was just me.

So, whaddya think? I feel like I could've made it a bit longer but I hope you guys still like it. I cannot wait to get to the interviews though *excited fangirling* Until next Friday, toodles!