Heeey Guyss! Sorry I haven't updated like I promised. This is a non-edited chapter, so sorry for the mistakes! Hope you like it, loveeee!

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-Ro

Morning light awakes me the day of the private training sessions.

I blink twice, trying to remember where I am. My eyes finish focusing and I see where I lay. I'm in my bed in District 12's floor. How did I get there?

Did Jace bring me?

Did I fell asleep in the roof?

The last things I remember about last night are Jace's words.

Because I' m sure as hell that you will she said.

I still don't understand the meaning of her words. Why would she save me?

I'm just a poor little girl that she met a couple of days ago.

I stay in the bed, wrapped in the silky white blankets. Someone opens the door, and I pretend I'm sleeping. A soft hand touches my cheek as the person sights.

It's Effie.

Slowly, I open my eyes and turn my head to see hear. She's wearing a green dress with yellow high-heels. Her blonde hair is in a normal braid, and her mockingjay tattoo isn't hidden as usual.

"Morning" I whisper, stretching out, "How did I get here?" I ask her.

"The lovely girl of District 5, Jacinda, brought you here some hours ago; she said you fell asleep while you were in illegally in the roof" Effie answers me, remarking the word "illegally".

Her eyes are like my mother's years ago, full of worry and love for a daughter, "You could got in trouble" she tells me, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"I'm sorry" I whisper, ashamed, "It's just that I needed to think, and none of the places here in the floor were comfortable or relaxing enough to let me."

There were a lot of things going through my mind last night, such as Katniss, training, weird nightmares, survival strategies, and, of course, Peeta's attitude. He changed from a sweet, caring boy, to a cold, non-interested person. Nevertheless, there are so other many things to worry right now.

"What time is it?" I ask Effie, remembering that I need to be ready at 10 for the private sessions.

"It's 9:30" Effie answers, standing up.

"Get ready, breakfast already started," and walks out of my room.

I run to the bathroom to take a quick shower. I press randomly the buttons, so at the end, I smell like coconut with cinnamon. I brush my hair, untangling it and throw it into a messy bun, just like yesterday. I put on my training clothes while brushing my teeth. I stare at the arm that I injured when I fell of the climbing rock. It's bruised, and it hurts. I should tell Effie. I get out of my room, and run to the main hall, where everybody already ate. Haymitch is a step to be drunk, Cinna and Portia are working on some fashion designs, and Peeta's glaring at me. Surprise, surprise.

"You're late" Haymitch says when I sit down.

"Sorry" I whisper, "Well, at what time are our sessions?" I ask, trying to make conversation.

"You're the last ones, but you have to be down at 10:00"Portia says. I finish my breakfast and go to brush my teeth again.

I want to be presentable for the Gamemakers.

I still don't know what to do. I go back to the main hall. Effie and Peeta are waiting for me next to the elevator. Effie looks impatient, hitting the floor with her heel. Peeta looks indifferent; he doesn't even look at me.

Wait, why do I even care? He is neither my friend nor my acquaintance. And I'm totally sure I'm not in love with him. So I just decide to ignore him, too. We reach the lobby, and Effie leaves us in the waiting room, where the other tributes are waiting for their sessions.

I search around the room, and quickly find my target. Jace is sitting in a corner, eating the other with her look. She's analyzing them. I stand right in front of her.

"Thanks, for last night" I tell her, blushing, "Did I fall asleep?" I ask, embarrassed. She laughs. I like her laugh. It's natural, and makes her look naïve, young, and free.

"You actually fell asleep. At one moment your head was over my arm and then over my lap!" she says, giggling.

I smile widely.

"Did they say something to you?" I ask, sitting next to her, "They didn't hopefully; only a thanks and a goodbye" Jace answers my, fixing her topknot bun.

Suddenly, the tributes get called. One by one, they enter, but never come back. Jace leaves after her male partner, and then everyone is gone, except Peeta and me.

Because I'm 12's girl, I'm the last. Peeta leaves. And then my name is called. I walk slowly to the training door and open it. The gamemakers are in a podium.

Some of them are drunk, some others bored, and some others pay the needed attention. I go straight to knives, and star throwing them to the dummies. I miss some, making me lose the poor attention I had. Then, the doors open, and two avoxes enter carrying pork with sausage. The gamemakers all run to it, trying to get some of the best pieces. My blood starts burning. I'm almost in the doors of death, and they can't take some freaking minutes to pay attention to me. I quickly grab a bunch of knives, and start throwing them to the wall, forming a word. When I finish, I grab one knife and throw it to the pork. It lands right in its belly, and sausage fly through the air. All of the gamemakers glare at me, but then freeze because the word written with knives in the wall. I excuse myself and leave, letting them "enjoy" the word I wrote.

ASSASINS.