Zebra POV
I was meeting the rest of my tributes today. Yes the rest. Since there wasn't one victor per district they were giving us four tributes, 2 districts each, except Cole who only has his district.
My other district was 9. I would be meeting them over lunch.
Around 11 I took the elevator up to the 9th floor. I walked into the dining room and found two teens sitting at the table already. The girl was blond and the boy had brown hair.
I sat in a chair facing them. They just stared at me.
"Well…I'm Zebra" I told them. They didn't say anything. I'm here to mentor you to try to keep you alive. First off what are your names?"
"Payson" the girl said.
"Elijah" the boy said. I nodded and we had a very silent lunch.
Sayde POV
I had just met with my district 13, tributes, Sera and Alaric. I hated to say this but out of all four of my tributes I felt that Alaric had the most chance of surviving. He was dashing, quick, and was already good with daggers. He would get good sponsors.
I entered the elevator. It had 16 buttons, the lobby, one for each district, the mentor floor and the roof, I pressed the M button and the elevator started to move. As soon as the doors opened I went straight to my room.
I punched the button on the wall and my door opened. I was surprised to see who was standing there in my room.
He was tall, and handsome. He had perfect brown hair and piercing green eyes. He was smirking and looking at me.
He was dressed in a nice gray suit and was holding flowers in his left hand.
"Ace" I said.
Ashlyn POV
"Oh brother" I sighed looking at m y tributes, the two from 4. They were dressed as a mermaid and a merman.
It was a good idea, just a little over-used. I waved my hand at them "Just get on the chariot."
My District 5 tributes weren't any better. They were dressed in yellow suits that covered their entire body with a light bulb head cap; I sighed and sent them off into the chariot.
I walked over to Fabien who had just sent his tributes off also.
"There horrible" I told him. "Mermaid and light bulbs"
"Not as bad as mine. There trees and a dress and suit made of patches of clothing."
"Do their stylists really think they're going to get sponsors?" I asked him. He shrugged.
Sayde POV
I knew I was late but I didn't care, Ace was here.
A few months before the last Games Ace had left with his parents to the Capitol. I didn't see him last year so I thought he had forgotten about me. He had been my boyfriend. When he moved we broke it off, we thought it would be too hard to keep up.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I wanted to see you" Ace said walking slowly towards me. "I tried last year, but they wouldn't let me." I finally smiled. So he hadn't forgotten about me. He was still making slow and steady steps towards me, probably unsure about what I felt about this. He was about a foot or so away from me when I threw my arms around him, embracing him in a hug.
Ace had set the flowers on the bed when he started walking so now he put both his arms around me also
Cole's POV
I was leaning against the wall. I had sent my tributes off already. I looked around, Ashlyn and Fabien were talking, Wash was with his tributes, Zebra too, Malaya was petting a horse and Sayde…Where was Sayde? Her tributes were looking lost.
I walked over to them. "Hey Sayde's just running a little late" I told them. "Just smile and wave" They nodded and left.
I looked at the door as if I expected her to walk in that very moment, she didn't.
Actually, she didn't come in until the tributes were halfway to the circle.
"Sayde-" I started and then realized a guy was with her. He was a few inches taller than her, had brown hair and green eyes. I looked down and say their hands were clasped together who was this guy?
"Hey everyone, I would like you to meet Ace" Sayde said.
"Oh! You're Ace!" Zebra exclaimed and noticed their hands. "Are you two back together?"
Sayde smiled and Zebra squealed.
Together?I was really confused.
"Sorry, Ace, you're probably wondering who I am, I'm Zebra!" Zebra said.
I silently slipped out the door. As soon as the door closed I punched the concrete wall angrily. I bit my lip, keeping in a yell of pain.
I looked at my hand; it was bruised, bloody and probably broken. It hurt a lot. I glanced around quickly and I was lucky that no one was around.
I took off my jacket and wrapped my hand in it before leaning against the wall, deep in thought.