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Chapter3_showing what I can do.

Cloves POV

"Wake up girls" shay says and then the same chourus or moans. It's the same everyday. Except today is 25th January exactly 6 months till the Reaping. Some people call it Christmas people who believe in Jesus but here in T.A it's the day we pick who volunteers to enter the deadly Hunger Games.

"Girls get changed, have breakfast then come into the training center to be redgisterd okay?" Shay adds.

"Yes" everyone says in unison.

"Clove this is my year, but I don't want to" Abbie complains.

"Abbie, You being my best friend, I will try and get in this year just for you" I reassure Abbie.

"Aww, Clove are you sure?" Abbie questions sounding concerned

"Yeah, don't let me change my mind" I tell her

When we get to breakfast, we get our porridge and sit down and eat in silance. l sit on a table with Abbie, Hana and Megan. My only compation here is Megan. She uses a bow and arrow. The only problem with a bow and arrow is you can't use close contact. The trainers want us to be able to close contact fighting.

After we all finish we walk down to the training center to get registered. We walked into the training center and there was two lines a male and female. We all went into the female line, obviously.

"Name please." the trainer said.

"Clove Bailey." I tell the trainer who I didn't recognise.

"Age?"

"15 years old."

Any health concerns?" He asked again

"None that I am awear of." I reply honestly

"Okay go wait in over there" he says pointing to the right.

I wonder why I am in this area? I see Abbie come over but Abbie and Hana go to the left. When Abbie comes I ask her.

"Abbie, why are we in this waiting room where as Megan and Hana are in the left?" I ask her. But before she could answer me I see Cato come into this waiting room.

"I guess we have a chance to go into the Games this year"

"Wait Cato is going to go in the Games" I gasp

"Yeah, you can kill him easily" Abbie encourages me.

I can't kill Cato, I can't how the hell can I kill my childhood best friend? This isn't right. I can't get picked but then again I promised Abbie I would go in the games for her. Unlike some people I can keep promises.

"Yeah, I guess I can" I lie.

I look around the room and Cato andI make eye contact for just a spilt second. That spilt second I felt happy. There was about 20 female and 20 males that made it to the Games.

"Right everyone, you are here because you have a chance to volunteer this year. We pre-record the reaping. Okay? Any questions?" Ren tells us.

No one puts the hand up I guess no one has any questions.

"Okay follow me"

We follow Ren into the training Center only it looks Different. They have more Dummy's and weapons. There is a treadmill, and a nurse with an injection. Great injections.

"Okay, so we have privet training in that room over there. Where we have a one on one session. The treadmill over there is testing speed and stamina. The nurse will check your bloods to see if you have any medical problems and you are fit enough to compete in the games" Ren explains

At least they care about our health. I thought they only care about bringing "Pride" to district 2. Maybe they don't care about our health. Maybe this is like survival of the fittest.

"Okay we will go alphabetical order, Ladies first. I will give you 10 minutes to practice. In 10 minutes I will call for Clove Bailey" Ren explains

Everyone turns to me. I was first great,

I grab some knives and I practice my left handed throw. I'm getting better but not as good as my right hand. I know everything I am going to do. I don't want to show everyone my skills because people may steal them. I need to get into the Hunger Games.

"Okay, Clove Bailey please come in and show me what you're made of" Ren calls out.

Once again everyone is looking at me. I walk out into the little room that, I have never been in. When I get in I see it is rather big but not as big as the training center. There is four people In the room. One is Ren the other three I do not recognise.

"Hello, Clove, we are going to ask you a few questions, it's not scary or big we just want to get to know you, is that okay?" One of the men I don't know asks me. He is about 50 years with grey hair and glasses that are just hanging on his nose.

"Yeah, Why not" I reply sarcastically

"Okay, what angle are you going for?" he asks

"sadistic, ruthless, no emotions" I reply icily

"Ahh classic District 2" he says that gets a few nods

"Who cares if people have done it before? They normally win anyway" I tell thm

"True, what makes you special?" Ren asks

"What makes me special? Are you joking? I am Clove, Ruthless, doesn't care about anyone's feelings! I can kill some one from 10 meters away, I also could kill them from 10cm away. If I break my right hand I can throw with my left. If I break both of my arms I can use my mouth. I can use my elbows. I can kill. I will kill." I tell them.

There faces looked very shocked. I know they would like this. I gave them a speach. Maybe I told a few lies. I don't think I can kill.

"Okay, let's see you in action" Ren asks

I grab the knives. Okay. Here goes Clove your one chance to show these guys what you are made of. I grab two knives and stand 10 meters away. I throw the knives. Before I see where they land I grab another two of the ground and sprint towards the dummy. I kick it in the groin. I then stab it in the tummy and back. I see where my knives land. In the head and arm. Result. I then grab the knife from its arm and tease this fake dummy. I then slice its neck. I guess it would be dead by now. I look at the trainers there faces, shocked, full of fear. They don't look sorry that a 15 year old girl could do this to real person.

"Thank you" I tell them a then walk out the room.

I go out into the training center I see everyone look at me. "WHAT? If you don't want a knife stuck in you then I would stop looking at me RIGHT NOW" I yell .

Woo, where did that come from? I guess the games have already changed me and I haven't even been chosen yet. Everyone turns away except Cato,who looks shocked. I break eye contact and look down. I feel ashamed how could I of said that?

I go over to the nurse who blood check.

"This will only scratch a little, it won't hurt much" The nurse says.

"Oh I've had had worse than a blood test. Once I stabed my self with a knife.. One accident" I tell the nurse.

"Oh then I guess this is diffrent then, it probbly won't hurt you" the nurse tells me.

"Too right"

She puts the needle in my arm. A slight scratch but I've had worse in my time. She draws blood and stores it in a bag with my name on it.

"Okay You can go now. This will contribute if you get in the games or not." the nurse tells me

"Thank you, I hope I am okay " I wave and walk off.

I next go to treadmill. Shay is there.

"Hey Shay, what do I do here?" I ask Shay.

"Well we are doing two tests. First on is speed. See how fast you can run 100m from the top to the of the training center and the next is stamina. The pace you run for 10 minutes on the treadmill " Shay explains.

"Oh okay, lets get started" I tell her.

"Right are you ready?" she asks

"Yeah" I say leaning on the wall.

"Ready, Steady,GO" Shay shouts.

I take of. Before I know it I have finished that has to be a record right?

"What's my score? Is it one of my personal best?" I ask

"Sorry, I can't tell you" Shay says

"Fine, next" I demand

"Okay 10 minutes" Shay says

I run. I run like my life depends on it. As in the Games my life may depends on it, I just think that mutts are chasing me. I have to get out. The 10 minutes only seem like 1 minute.

"Okay you can go now, You have done everything right?" shay asks

"Yep, bye" I tell Shay

"Good luck Abbie" I yell to Abbie as I walk out.

I make eye contact with Cato. Just for a second. I don't show any emotion and neither does he. I can't talk to him. I can't kill him.

Cato's POV

She used to be so innocent, she used to love everyone and everything. She use to have a warlm glint in her eye. Now there is nothing. It's all my fault