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Onto the story! (P.S I'd already written this chapter but when I pressed save it deleted it all, so not sure how it's going to be).
Finnick takes me to a more private area and I hesitantly explain what just happened.
"Yes!" Finnick squeals "You. Are. A. Genius! I don't know how but Cato likes you! We can use this!" I roll my eyes and we walk to the elevator. The doors are just closing when we hear someone yell.
"Hold it." Finnick grabs the door and Brutus comes in joined by,...Cato. He glares at me before walking in. I roll my eyes and Finnick smirks.
The elevator jerks into life, much to my horror, causing a yelp to erupt from my mouth. Cato smirks and Finnick rolls his eyes. I hate things that jerk around, something surprising for my district is that I actually get sea sick and travel sick. I breath slowly, trying not to panic but imagining how embarrassing it would be if I threw up right now. The doors open and Cato and Brutus leave. When the doors close Finnick smirks at me.
"He was totally just ogling at your butt!" I blush and stroll out, off into our floor. I go to my room, carefully placing my dress across from my bed so not to spoil it. I shower and go to sleep. My dreams filled with mermaids, people burning to death, pink things and a roman gladiator stabbing me in the heart. I wake up with a start at 4am. I watch sunrise on the roof before heading back down for breakfast. I shower and change into my training uniform. A tight fitting top that has thin straps that rest on my shoulders and finishes above my bellybutton and flat stomach, the top making my bust look bigger and also having a four on the back in blue. The trousers are also fitted and hug my butt and thighs, finishing above my ankles. I also have black running shoes. I tie my hair messily in it's usual fishtail and set off to find Finnick. He's in the food cart.
"You look great Shells!" He explains, causing me to blush.
"Isn't it a little...revealing?" I blush. He laughs and shakes his head.
"We want Cato on our side. He may come from 2 but he's still a hormonal teen. I want you on tridents, machetes, fire building and edible food today. They have other stations. Don't go there yet. They have a pool. Not today." I sigh and he sighs with me. "I know you want to get back in the water but I've got Livaus working on a costume for you. You do not want to see the centres. Yuck!" He laughs as I roll my eyes and set off to training. The tributes from 1, 2, 5, 7, 9 and 11 are already there. I stand by myself boldly, ignoring the gaping tributes. I look around, taking in my competition again. The careers are standing together, whispering and looking at me. I roll my eyes and cross my arms. The head trainer, Atla, gives a short talk once everyone's arrived. The looks the careers are giving me is pissing me off so I go off to the tridents. The trainer starts explaining how to use them when I hold up my hand.
"I come from 4." I say pointing to my back. "I've grown up with these, I know how to use them." He nods and let's me pick up one that is perfect for my body structure. I see the careers looking at me and smirk. I throw the trident from 20 meters and it hits the dummy square in the throat. I pick up another one and throw it at a different dummy, from 25, hitting it's chest. I throw again, always hitting where I want. I spend an hour on the tridents before going over to fire building, having some experience as an upperhand. I learn many different ways and always have a fire within 3 minutes. I smirk and after an hour go to the edible food station. I spend 2 hours, memorising and revising strategies and tecnichues in which to remember about edible and poisons food. I think I'm pretty safe.
Next is lunch. I'm sitting down on my own when the careers join me. Cato looks at me stonily.
"We want you in the careers." He says.
"I told you. I'm not going to be your fuck toy Cato." I growl and his eyes harden.
"This isn't about Cato. We want you in. We were wrong about you. You look like a strong fighter." Clove snarls.
"I don't want to be in the careers." I tell them.
"Then your suicidal. 11 won't be a career either and barely anyone can take him on. And it would be a shame if you died in the bloodbath." Cato tells me, mockingly. I shake my head.
"I don't want to be in the careers." I repeat and Glimmer sighs.
"Just leave her, she won't join, Cato." She says and something clicks in his mind.
"Fine." He says, after shooting me a look. A look that yells 'I always get my way'. I know that this won't be my only run in with the Careers. they'll be back.
I spend the rest of the day working on machetes. I'm not very good with them but after a few hours I can deliver a vital hit with it. I go back to floor 4 and have dinner. Finnick checks in on me after I've retired to my room.
"So, how'd it go." He prompts.
"The careers offered again and I told them no." I say stiffly and I hear Finnick sigh.
"You're a hopeless case Shelby, you know that right?" He groans "You can swim tomorrow, I'll leave the bikini here in the morning. Swimming, knives, shelter and camouflage tomorrow." I nod and with that he's gone. From sheer exhaustion I'm soon fast asleep.
