A/N: Hey guys ^.^ So it seems like everyone is cool with the shorter POVs and some of you even said you preferred them, so we'll just keep doing shorter POVs. This will give you more to think about as not every aspect of a tribute will be revealed at once.

So here's District 3,

~ Anna ;D


Chip Cable, 17

District 3 Female


Quiet. Perfect silence. To someone else it may seem lonely or scary or sad to appreciate quietness such as this. But not to me. It's rare to get any sort of time to myself in the orphanage. The boys are always shouting and playing stupid games, teasing me and the smaller kids. But at lights out...

I take a deep breath as I allow myself to unwind from the stressful day.

There's just me time.

"Chip?"

I stand corrected.

"What's wrong, Toshi?" I ask, my voice a bit sharper than I intended.

There's no answer and I sit up in my bed, glancing toward the little six-year old standing in my doorway. My heart sinks as he stares at me with his wide, dark eyes.

"I had another dream." he says quietly, walking in when I pat the bed beside me.

He carefully slides onto the bed next to me and I put my arm around him, holding him close. I allow him to cry for a few more minutes before I try to get him to calm down again. A year or so ago a few of the older boys eligible for Reaping Day finally gathered up the courage to sit through the entirety of a past Hunger Games. They had been trying to avoid it for as long as they could, but they had to get familiar with the Games just in case they were reaped.

Uncomfortable with what they were watching, they decided to make jokes and not take it seriously. They even pulled Toshi into it to see how he reacted. They thought it was funny when he practically had a heart attack from witnessing all the violence on the screen.

Ever since then Toshi's been having nightmares and his older roommates have been doing nothing to help him. They always send him to me. At first I hated having him around, it kind of felt like one of those little bugs that always flies around your face in the summer. The ones that would never leave you alone, that would approach you then fly away when you got annoyed enough to swat at them.

Yeah that's how he made me feel. Except he started to grow on me and eventually I learned to tolerate. He's one of the only people I don't mind having around I guess.

After a few minutes of holding him close, I glance at him.

"What happened this time?" I ask quietly.

He rubs his tired looking eyes and then leans closer to me again.

"There were scary animals... they wanted to chase me." he explains shakily. "But then when I woke up Cordin and Jarvis were laughing at me then got mad when I started to cry."

I narrow my eyes as he speaks then take a deep breath and huff. I slide toward the edge of the bed then glance back at him and throw him the kindest smile I can force myself to give.

"Just stay right here," I say softly. "I'll be right back, okay?"

Toshi looks nervous but then nods and I slip on my worn-down fuzzy socks, then quietly leave the room. The hall is dark and silent aside from the faint creaking of the floorboards as I lightly walk down to the room at the end of the hall. Instead of knocking I throw open the door and lean in the doorway, crossing my arms as I glare at the two older boys sitting up in bed.

"Are you kidding me?" I hiss, not really caring if I wake anyone else up.

"What?" Cordin asks, getting out of bed.

"You idiots have no idea how to take care of anyone but yourselves." I continue bitterly.

Jarvis sighs and rolls his eyes, staying in bed.

"What are you even talking about?" he asks tiredly.

I shake my head. It's annoying that they don't even how they've screwed up.

"Toshi?" I say. "The six-year old that you share this room with. That you treat like some kind of pet? He needs care when he wakes up like that, not ridicule."

Cordin and Jarvis finally realize what it's about and share a knowing glance then Cordin nods and gives a sort of relieved smile.

"Why don't you just relax, Chip, we didn't do anything wrong." he says, sitting back down on his bed.

My jaw drops slightly and I give a short laugh of disbelief.

"Didn't do anything wrong?" I ask and Cordin shakes his head. "Because of you he can't sleep at night because he knows you two won't do crap to protect him if anything were to happen."

Jarvis waves a hand and groans, leaning back on his pillow.

"Nothing's going to happen!" he says. "We're literally in a building provided to us by the District, guarded by Peacekeepers to keep us safe."

"And what do those Peacekeepers do for us on Reaping Day?" I ask sharply. "What does the District do to protect us then, huh? We're never actually safe, so the least you can do for Toshi is make him feel like he is."

Cordin walks over to me.

"No point in lying to the kid," he says. "If anything this is a good experience for him."

I growl and grab Cordin by the collar of his shirt, staring him right in the eye.

"The next time Toshi comes to me the way he is tonight and tells me you two didn't do anything you'll regret it."

I shove him at the wall then turn and walk out, slamming the door as I go. Ms. Pexley, the supervisor of the orphanage, pokes her head out of her door with slight concern.

"Chip!" she gasps quietly.

I ignore her and continue on to my room as she quietly tries to reprimand me for waking some of the other kids. I open the door to my room and close it quietly, turning around slowly when I hear Toshi sniffling again.

"Am I in trouble?" he asks.

I shake my head and sit down beside him.

"Why would you be in trouble?" I ask him, putting my arm around him again.

"Because I woke you up and got you mad." he continues.

I give a small smile and push some of the hair out of my eyes as I speak.

"Cordin and Jarvis got me mad, not you." I explain. "You're not in trouble, they are. They're in trouble with me."

"Oh." he says.

He then yawns and leans against me as I rub his back a little to calm him down.

"Do you think you can go back to sleep?" I ask him.

He nods then looks at me.

"Can I stay with you?"

I nod, inwardly knowing it's going to be a long night if he keeps waking up with nightmares. However, he does seem happier and calms down when I give him the okay to stay. He curls up on one side of the bed and I tuck him in carefully with the warmest blanket. Then I lean back in the bed and cross my arms, staying awake.

If he needs someone to protect him, then I'll be that person.


Techarris Cuit, 16

District 3 Male


My head throbs as I stare blankly at the book in front of me. I hold it up over my face so maybe the teacher won't notice that I look like I want to die right here and now.

I don't get any of this stuff. Why do we even need to learn half of the things she's talking about? If anything we need to be more focused on the physical aspect of education, that's what's important. These books and tests and lessons and all that stuff, it's supposed to prepare us for the future? Well what if our future is being sent on a train to the Capitol where we're going to fight to the death!

We need to be prepared for that kind of scenario, you know what I'm saying? What's algebra going to do for us in an arena? Unless x is a sure way to win the Games I don't really care about finding it.

"Techarris," the teacher's voice makes me jump a little in my seat and a few girls around me giggle slightly.

I peer over the book and glance at her.

"Mhm?"

"Do you think you can tell us what we need to do next to figure out the equation?" she asks, gesturing to the board.

I blink and sit up a little straighter, staring at the board. Okay... the numbers written on the right side of the board connect to the ones written on the left somehow to form an equation that I don't care about solving...

"Uh..."

"That's what I thought, please pay attention." she smiles, a bit smugly.

I return the smile a little then quickly drop it when she turns away. I make a face at her when her back is turned, making the girl next to me laugh again. The girl sighs and flips her hair a little, never taking her eyes off me.

I wink at her then glance back at the book, shifting a little uncomfortably. I know I'm more looks than brains but sometimes the stares I get from girls... and even some boys.. are a bit creepy. I feel another pair of eyes on me and slowly look over to my left at my best friend Isaac who gives me a weird look. He leans over a little and talks quietly.

"They're not going to let you run with the team if you keep spacing out like this." he says.

"Don't worry about it, I'm getting someone to help me." I respond.

We both quickly sit up and stare at our books when the teacher glances over her shoulder at us. Once the teacher turns back around, Isaac gives me a curious glance, wondering who I'm going to ask. I use the book to cover my finger and point to a blonde girl a few desks in front of me. Isaac's jaw drops right as the teacher turns back around.

"Alright, we're out of time for today, but please keep reviewing." she says, staring right at me.

I give a sheepish smile then collect the books from off my desk, sloppily tossing them into my bag. Isaac scurries over to me, almost tripping over his chair.

"You want to ask Chip Cable to help you in math?" he asks with disbelief. "Dude, she hates everyone."

I shrug and give a charming smile.

"Maybe not everyone..." I respond slyly.

Isaac continues to stare at me.

"So now you're going to try to flirt with her to get her to help you..?" he asks. "Well have fun with a broken nose and black eye."

I scoff and pop my collar up a little.

"If she gets annoyed I'll leave it be but..." I drawl. "She's pretty.. and smart... so that's always a good combination. Besides I make friends with pretty much everyone I meet."

Isaac rolls his eyes.

"Yeah.. I'm sure she'll be so easy to win over." he teases. "Don't be late for track."

I give a wide smile then grab my backpack, slinging it over my shoulder. I follow Chip out the door then swing myself in front of her as she moves to close her small locker.

"Hey, you're Chip right?" I ask, shooting her a charming smile.

She keeps a straight face and turns to me.

"I'm guessing that's a yes," I continue. "I was wondering if you could help me-"

Chip gives me an odd expression then turns and starts walking away.

"Hey hold on," I hurry after her then stop short when she turns quickly and stands in my way.

"Quit flirting with me," she says quickly. "I'm not going to help you with anything if you think I'm shallow enough to be manipulated like that."

I blink, slightly taken aback then force another smile back on my face to be polite.

"No, no, you're misunderstanding..." I explain quickly. "I just noticed that you're super smart and I need some help in math..."

She sort of smirks and nods while listening but I trail off because it seems like she's already made up her mind about something.

"Here's a tip," she says, taking a step toward me. "Quit worrying about the things that don't matter and stay focused on learning. We're insanely lucky that the education has been improved over the years. The teachers used to try to find books out of the garbage to use so appreciate being able to come to school."

I struggle to respond, not really sure what to say. She doesn't understand.

"Well I want to learn, I'm just... not good at it..." I say.

"So quit worrying about your looks and being popular and start catching up in class if you can." she says. "I'm not going to give you an easy way out and be one of your typical girlfriends who drools over you and does everything you want."

With that she turns and walks off with a bitter look on her face. I stay where I am, a little hurt, then look around to make sure no one saw. I keep my head down to conceal my face which I can feel is quickly turning red. I didn't mean to offend her... maybe she was just having a bad day... or maybe she fell for all the rumors that I'm just some brainless pretty boy jock.

Maybe that is all I am...

I quickly shake my head and push open the door to the bathroom, wincing at the loud creak of the door. I set my backpack down and walk over to the sink, splashing some of the water on my face to cool down. I look up and quickly rub away some tears pooling under my eyes and smile.

I'm going to be fine. I'm just not used to being rejected like that. It's fine. It's all good.

"Techarris!" the bathroom door swings open revealing, Vexus, another one of my friends. "What're you doing in here, everyone's waiting for you outside."

I quickly turn and give a quick smile.

"Whoa, are you okay?" he asks, walking over to me.

"Sure, yeah." I respond quickly. "Just not really feeling that great.."

I give an awkward laugh then frown when Vexus glances at my backpack. My friend rolls his eyes and sighs, putting a hand on my shoulder.

"You're still trying to learn?" he asks with a slight laugh. "Look, being smart isn't for everyone. It obviously doesn't work for you, you've got your looks, and you've got your game. That's all that matters, right? Forget that other stuff."

He kicks some of my books into the corner and grabs my now half-empty bag for me.

"Yeah, you're right..." I say with a scoff. "I don't need that stuff..."

Vexus grins and slaps me on the back then we both walk out to the back of the school where our make-shift track team meets. There's not really any official sports associated with the school because it's just not funded and not everyone feels perky enough to play sports after school.

The majority of my shy classmates focus on their schoolwork, and reading. They're all extremely closed off... sometimes I wish I was like them so I could fit in better but.. I'm just not. I guess it's okay to be different though because it's made me a ton of friends.

I squint and smile when I walk outside then glance at the few people gathered around the small grassy field. The grass has gradually become more brown and shriveled like it normally does. The workers have tried to keep it looking green and healthy but in Three, plants and the environment don't really matter as much as industry and engineering.

My smile lifts when my friends spot me and wave me over. I jog over to them and talk about maybe beating our previous mile time then head home. Dark clouds start to swirl around above us and I worry about getting stuck in another thunderstorm like last week. We had just started running a three miler but it started to rain and we had to stop in the market until the rain let up enough to keep going.

We all start at the school then take off running, but as the others get ahead of me, I slow down a little. I eventually stop and watch them all disappear around the corner, none of them really noticing my absence. I turn and grab my backpack which Vexus left on the muddy sidewalk, then I quietly enter the school, heading for the bathroom.

I open the door then hesitate for a moment before picking up the pile of books Vexus kicked into the corner. I slip them back into my backpack, zip it up, and stop by my locker. I dust off some of the dirt and mud and shove the backpack into the small locker, closing it quietly.

Then I turn and hurry for the exit, hoping no one saw me. The reason I'm so popular with the students is because I'm unique... I'm not closed off, or quiet, or aggressive or nerdy or insanely smart. I'm just... me.. bubbly, happy, friendly me. The opposite of everyone else and if anyone knew that I've started to feel more interest in learning then... I could ruin that.

I burst through the doors, keeping up my quick pace to avoid being seen, but then suddenly crash into someone. I scramble to my feet and turn a little, concealing my face with my hand a bit, then drop my hand when I see who it is.

"What the hell!" Chip scowls, getting to her feet. "Watch where you're going! I thought you left already, what are you doing here?"

I back away from her, avoiding her many questions then smile a bit sheepishly.

"I left my sneakers in there, I need them to run." I say quickly.

She glares at me suspiciously then tries to rub off the mud on her faded white shirt, turning away from me. Guilt washes over me and I take a step toward her.

"Look... I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking," I begin.

"Apparently you never do." she snaps, then turns and hurries off.

Recoiling slightly, I watch her go and blink slowly, then turn around and run away from the school, beginning to clear my mind. I remember why I love running so much.

It helps me clear my mind so I can forget about all the bad things.


A/N: Yay District 3!

I'm in a really happy write-y mood so keep looking out for more chapters. Typically I would update twice in one day but then no one gets the notification so I may do that... or I may wait till tomorrow to post again but yeah.

I hope this was as good as the other chapters!


Post-Chapter Questions:(these are optional)

What did you think of Chip?

Techarris?

Do you think Chip's personality will be helpful to her in the arena? Or will it hurt her?

Did you like Techarris' not-so-stereotypical personality?

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Anyway! Keep your eyes out for the next chapter... or two... c;

~ Anna ;D