"Get up, get up!" I heard Sycamore slamming his fist against my door, "it's the first day of training, you don't want to be late!"
Great. I though, turning over and going back to sleep hopeing he wouldn't continue. Boy was I wrong. "Jezabell," he sang. "Time to get uuup!" He waited a minute and when I didn't respond I heard the door open. "Come on!" He whined, "your the vicious district 2 female tribute! It would completely ruin your image if you were late!" He whined again then walked away from the door and grabbed my should to start shaking me.
At that moment I grabbed his rist and twisted, there was a snap sound and Sycamore cried out in pain. "What the!" He shouted.
I rolled over to look at him and sneered, "don't touch me." Then stood up and walked towards the bathroom, leaving Sycamore quiet tears running down his face, carrying makeup with them. He was supporting his wrist. It really did look broken.
I don't know why I broke it I just knew that I didn't like him grabbing my shoulder.
After I got out of the bathroom, Sycamore wasn't in the room anymore, in fact I don't even know if he's in the building. But Alex, Memphis and Harland were looking at me like I was crazy. "What?" I asked and they all looked away, except for Alex.
"Why did you do it?" He asked
"Do what?"
"Brake his wrist!" Harland stupidly but in. I glared at him and he looked away, man these mentors were crap.
"He grabbed my shoulder." I said putting my hair in a ponytail and walking towards the elevator. Both Alex and I were wearing or district training outfits.
"That's no reason to break it!" Alex shot at me, he sounded angry. "You can't just go breaking people! He's probably not even going to try to help us now!" He was angry, really angry. And the worst was still to come.
I didn't respond. I couldn't think of anything to respond with.
"You've changed Jezabell-" Now I spoke.
"It's survival Alex! You of all people should know that!" I was now angry at him. Why was he treating me like this!
"I know what it is! But it's not just survival! It's something else!" What was his problem! "What about Luna! What would you do if she saw you like this!"
I was shocked! flabbergasted! How could he bring her into this! For a moment I was speechless then I found my voice and said, as horribly vicious as possible, "don't you DARE bring her into this!"
"She already is! She's your sister! And she's watching, routing for you to win! And come home! but do you really think she'd want to see that! You like this!"
"This? What the HELL is that supposed to mean!" I snapped. This is probably the worst we've ever been to each other. Sure we've had our disputes but never as big as this, and Alex always knew the line that should not be crossed! And I knew mine. I was being careful not to cross his, but he's dancing at the edge of mine!
"I mean that your acting like your parents!" The shouted, crossing the line. My eyes widened and stared at him, shocked and hurt. "Your acting just like your father! Abusive and angry! Do you not realize how STUPID your being! 'I'm not my dad!' You always told me that! So prove it! Cause I'll I'm seeing is that man you've always described!" Tears started to form in my eyes. I'm not my dad. I will never be my dad. Alex used to reassure me about that, but not anymore. "Have you not seen what you did this morning and how much it resembles him!" My mind flashed back to the times when my father would beat me or try to beat Luna, I would never let him lay a hand on her. "Look at yourself!" Alex was still exploding at me when the tears started to fall.
He didn't seem to notice though he just kept on going, as the tears started to fall faster and harder, Memphis and Harland just stood there, shocked. The saddest part was he was right. I was like acting like my dad, exactly like him. A abusive person, but when the authorities came to check it out, a blubbering wimp. I kept crying, quietly though, I've always cried quietly. If my mom heard it she would tell my dad and my dad would just beat me more. Alex kept going, telling me how Luna would be disappointed and the only person who would be happy would be my father, thinking he taught me right, taught me to kill and injure and make people suffer. Finally I couldn't take his insults anymore and I broke.
"SHUT UP!" I shouted shacking my head making my tears fly off my face. "SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" I said through my still flowing dears, the damn things were starting to bug me. "I GET IT OKAY! I GET IT! I'M A HORRIBLE PERSON! JUST LIKE MY DAD! I UNDERSTAND! Just please," I whimpered lowering my voice, "please stop."
Alex stopped and stared at me shocked as if he just realized how what he said affected me. "Jez! Oh Jez! I'm, I'm so-"
I cut him off whipping my final tears off my face. I never let Alex see me cry, I always thought it would make him think that I was weak. And that is something I will never be. "Just stop okay. Don't even talk to me." I turned toward the elevator and pressed the down button.
Alex stood there shock, Memphis and Harland not saying anything ether. When the elevator arrived I stepped in, Alex walking in behind me. The mentors stayed in the room.
As soon as the doors closed Alex tried to apologize again. "Jez," he said in the sweet tone he used whenever he was talking to someone younger then him. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean any of it. At all. Your nothing like that man your better. So much better. And that's one of the many reasons I-"
"I'm tired Alex, and were late, so please just stop." He did.
When we got to the training floor I was still upset and mad, and Alex hadn't said a thing. Which makes me a bit less mad, at least he can stay quiet. WE walked down the corridor and into the room, surprisingly we were just in time. As soon as we walked in the person at the front started talking. She was telling the tributes about what will help them most. I ignored her and looked around the room to size up my opponents in person. I managed to figure out that most of the men were strong and tall, except for the one for the district I'm guessing is 12, he was short and scrawny. Most of the girls were thin and average high. I saw a couple camera's a few faced on the lady talking and the others on the tributes. I saw one looking straight at me. Looking away and back at the lady, I saw a man staring at me. He looked at me with a small smirk on his face, not on saying he was going to kill me first, but one that was curious. I looked at him for a minute, our gazes locked, then quickly I looked away and back at the instructor person.
When she finished talking everyone dispersed, most going to the weapons. I leaned over to Alexa nd whispered, "am I the only one who doesn't know what to do?"
He looked down at me as if shocked I was talking to him, though I could understand why he would be. Then he smiled a bit. "Didn't pay attention did you Jez. Typical." He laughed a bit as I punched him in the arm, lightly though.
"Seriously!" I said starting to look around wondering if we should introduce ourselves to the other careers. Only two districts are careers district 1 and 2. I guess the people from these districts are luckiest. Though there is a rumor district 4 will join. I doubt it though, they don't seem to viscous.
"Let's go look for the other careers." Alex said putting his hand on my shoulder and stering me in the direction of 2 people.
"No need to." A voice came from behind. I jumped and turned, Alex on the other hand just turned. The man who was looking at me earlier was standing behind us, with a girl I'm gonna assume is his district partner. They were both tall, the boy was muscly and the girl was very slender. "Morgan district one male, and this is Star my partner. You are?" He asked looking down at me, I was quite a lot shorter then him.
"Jezabell Miller." I said looking up at him, "and this is Alex. Er Alexander." I said gesturing at Alex.
The girl apparently named Star, looked up at Alex and winked. "Well hello there." She sad eying him.
I cut in, not liking where this was going. "Well great! Now we know each other. Awesome cool! Lets get training!" I grabbed Alex's arm and pulled him towards the nearest station, it was knives.
I'm good with knives, it's something I've been able to do ever since I was younger, it took practice though. I could easily kill a moving target with one though. I picked on up, studied it for a minute, trying to determine how far I could make it go, but my concentration was broken by Alex and Morgan talking.
I glared at a dummy in front of me and looked back at my knife. They continued to talk. I tried to focus but it didn't work. I couldn't focus. I whirled around and shouted. "Will you two SHUT UP!" I let go of the knife and it whizzed in between their heads and hit the dummy on the other side of the room. Whoops. I thought.
"That. Was. So. Awesome!" Alex gawked. The careers have different classes depending on your gender just so there was no meddling with one and other, so Alex had never really seen me throw. Morgan nodded in agreement.
"I can do that too you know!" Star said detaching herself from Alex, who suddenly looked relieved, and walked over to the knives, snatched one up and chucked it at the dummy closest to her. It missed by miles and landed on the ground. She turned red and looked down then mumbled, "I meant to do that..."
"How bout we move on?" Morgan suggested looking back at me, I looked at him for a bit then looked down.
"Yeah, I'm cool with that." I said. Then looked at Alex, he nodded, so we moved on.
When the day ended I learned that Alex was good with a spear, Star with an axe, which is extremely unusual for people of district 1 and 2, and Morgan could use a sword.
I also learned that Star had an extreme hate of me and probably wanted me dead.
HI! NEW CHAPTER! YAY! SO SOON! THE REASON DISTRICT 4 ISN'T A CAREER IN THIS IS BECAUSE IT TAKES PLACE IN THE 28TH HUNGER GAMES, AND SO I JUST DECIDED THAT 4 WONT BE IN THE CAREER PACK YET, JUST IN CASE ANYONE WAS WONDERING...
