"I volunteer. I volunteer as tribute!" screams the girl from District 12. I can't help but be drawn to her selflessness of the moment. I don't think I could do what she's done. She will die to save her sister. I try and make my way closer to the stage but just can't seem to get anywhere. For a moment I swear her grey eyes meet my brown eyes.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Suddenly I am no longer gazing into her eyes but instead I realize I am in my room in the Training Center.
"Mason, let's go!" yells Blight from the other side of my door.
'I hope I didn't miss breakfast,' I think as I throw on the long grey shirt and black shorts I find in the top drawer. As I make my way to the dining area I'm pleased to see that breakfast is still going on. I'm not even the last to arrive because right behind me comes Marley at a running pace. She barely avoids knocking me over. I raise my left brow at her and she puts her head down, as she walks to the table. 'Too easy,' I laugh to myself.
Breakfast is over before it even begins; Trina comes and gathers our tributes and before I can blink Blight and I are the only two left. "Where were you last night?" I question him.
He looks around cautiously and hesitates. I catch his gaze that has drifted to the Avox by the door. "I'm not at your disposal Mason. Just because you're lonely at night doesn't mean I am."
I roll my eyes at him, "In your dreams."
We are both aware that our tributes don't have a shot but it still doesn't make it any easier. Marley may be clumsy but her smile lights up any room she enters. And as quiet as Wit is, you can tell he just wants this to be over. Both are currently meeting with their prep teams which gives me time to shower and look presentable. We won't be face-to-face with them until before the opening ceremonies. I excuse myself rudely from Blight's company and make my way back to my room.
