Author's Note: Well, the two people were Marcus and Conan. Trying to update more, but I still don't have my computer charger, so who knows what will happen. This chapter features…Safin S. Bayview! And there might be a *tiny* bit of romance. Also has some parts from Anna Garys.

Safin S. Bayview – Training Center

Well, it was the second day of training, and I have to say everything was going pretty well. I guess I was now part of the Careers, but I knew that I would eventually ditch them, probably stabbing them all in the back as I go. Marcus and Swan aren't your typical Careers, I think they're just in to get protection from Conan. Flare is pretty competitive, and I have a feeling that she could even take down Conan if she wanted to.

A lot of alliances were made yesterday. Surprisingly, after her defeat by Conan, Ruby made an alliance with Cain Ceders, the boy from District 9. Maybe they thought they would work together to stay alive. Too bad that Ruby was one of Conan's primary targets.

I stood in front of a red punching bag. The side of it wasn't stitched very well, and a little bit of sand leaked out every single time I punched the bag. I didn't have much to do. Training wasn't fun anymore. I couldn't wait to get into the viewing room with the Gamemakers.

Punching was all that was going through my mind right now. I had no intention of ditching Conan's group and joining someone else, but I did notice about four people that were in no group whatsoever. Surprisingly, they all had their strengths, especially Alexander, but he seemed to be alone. I wonder what he would do when the Games started.

My fist struck the punching bag, creating a small cloud of dust from the sand. Ruby was staring at me, wondering if I would blow up the damn thing just by punching it. Dust flew from my fists, getting into my face. I stopped punching and started to cough.

Ruby went on her way, and I moved to a new station.

Next to Anna now, I was practicing archery. I wasn't that good of a shot, but I could still hit the target. Anna pulled back her bowstring all the way to her shoulder, and let go. The arrow flew through the air and embedded itself right in the center of the target. She pulled out another arrow and hit right next to her first. Why wasn't she a Career?

I could guess why. She wasn't heartless. Most Careers were. If they happened upon someone in the forest, they would kill the tribute instantly. Anna wasn't heartless. I'd seen her cry before, during the chariots, and I knew she couldn't be that mean.

Anna glanced over at me with a smirk as I barely hit the target, right on the left edge. I looked back at her, but she never acknowledged looking over. I wondered…

My eardrum throbbed as I heard Conan yelling at Atlas again. I cursed again. If they kept this up, who knew what would happen during the interviews, where they would be watching each other brag about themselves.

I sighed, when Isolde called everyone for dinner. The rest of the day would just rush by, until I fell straight onto my bed. Lying on my back, I looked out the window. The stars were beautiful tonight. I thought I saw some flash in the sky, and I got out of bed to look closer. I glanced down to see the Capital at night.

"Wow…" I muttered. The view was absolutely amazing. The Capital was pretty quiet at night, but the lights would blind me if I left the shades open. As I rested there, staring out the window, I heard a knock at the door.

I thought for a second. It was almost ten at night. Who would come this late?

I jogged over to the door and opened it. Nobody was there. I looked out into the hallway to see the elevator doors closing. I thought I saw blonde hair…

"Who…" I muttered. Whoever it was had disappeared, the elevator doors closing and putting them out of view. I racked my mind. "Anna?"

I leaned out of the door…and then remembered I had only my boxers on. A bit embarrassed but glad that nobody had seen me, I rushed back in the room.

Two minutes later I was back out in the hallway. I walked up to the elevator, but then stopped myself. What was I doing? Maybe my escort was checking so see if I was awake? Probably not, but who knew?

I had seen the elevator display – it had gone up. It wouldn't be someone from the Capital. It was another tribute. Climbing into the elevator, my finger pushed down on the button for floor seven. I rubbed the back of my head. Would I do something awkward? Oh, what was I doing out of my room in the first place?

I looked around the small, cramped space. The Capital decked out their whole hotel, but they seemed to have forgotten the elevator. The elevator was not really decorated, but I had only just noticed it now because I wasn't rushing to get anywhere else. I saw a few really old posters on the wall behind me. At further investigation, I realized these posters were not from Panem. They were from the civilization that had existed before…

The bell dinged and both of the large steel doors opened wide, and I was given a grand view of the hallway. I gingerly stepped out, brushing off my jacket and looking for any spots or stains. I stood there for a second and nearly turned back to the elevator, but I stopped myself. What was I going to say? Open the door and shout, "I like you!"?

I realized I'd quietly said that aloud and backed up against the wall. I covered my mouth with one hand as I regained my composure and walked over towards the door that was labeled "Girl."

Anna Garys – Floor 7 Training Center, "Girl"

Ooh, what was I thinking. I caught him looking at me during training , and I thought I had enough courage…oh, no matter how tough I looked, I was not on the inside. Just a regular girl that's gotten muscles from lifting wood around. Nothing amazing or showy. Just your average District 7 girl.

I laid back on the bed in shorts that went down to my knees and a black t-shirt. My light blonde hair fell to my shoulders and I stared at the door, willing for it not to open. If someone came up and knocked at that door…

There were two knocks. There was a silence, and then another. I cursed under my breath.

"Ok, nothing to it." I thought to myself. "It's probably not even him." But who else would come to another tribute's room this late?

I opened the door, almost hitting Safin in the face. I stood there with my mouth open, stupid as I was. Safin stared back, before blinking and managing to say something.

"Did…you knock on my door?" He asked. My lips managed to make a slight smile.

"Um, yeah."

"I…can I talk to you?" Safin straightened up – he seemed to become himself again. Only if I could do that.

"Yeah. Sure."

"You know, I'm not expecting to win the Games. I want to get far, but the odds are stacked against everyone. Even Conan has someone who could easily beat him." I wondered who that was. "And the thing is, I'm not so sure about being part of the Careers anymore. Conan is an asshole, and, well, maybe after the first day we could ally."

"What if…what if I joined the Careers? I've been thinking about it." No lie. I didn't want to be all alone in the forest, because someone would come and stab me straight in the back. Safin's face displayed shock for a moment, and then he replied.

"Really? You'd join the Careers?"

"Yeah, I…" Safin accidentally touched my hand. I pretended to ignore it.

"Are you…" We both stopped talking and stared at each other for a second. I averted my eyes.

"We shouldn't be talking this late." I managed to say. "We should be resting. Tomorrow is when we perform."

"Perform?" Safin smiled. He stood there for a second, and then shook my hand.

"Thanks. For the alliance, I mean. Because I really don't like Conan. And I…well…" Safin stammered. I kissed him on the cheek. He looked back at me, shocked. I blushed.

"Um, yeah. Goodnight." I closed the door and literally jumped into my bed and pulled the covers around my head. Oh, what had I done. He looked really surprised. Was he really just asking for an alliance, not…

I slapped myself and laid my head back. Get a hold of yourself, Anna.

"Well, I'll just see tomorrow. If he was disgusted, he'll stay away. If he wants to talk, he'll talk." I thought. With that resting on my mind, I was quick to lie my head back and fall asleep.

Safin S. Bayview – Elevator

Christ! I didn't know what to say…and she kissed me? On the cheek, yes, but still. I needed to sleep on it. She could tell I liked her. I mean, why else would I go to her room in the middle of the freaking night!

I rested back against the bar of the elevator wall. My hand went to my cheek, like she'd slapped me instead of kissed me. Would she avoid me tomorrow? Oh, god, what would I say?

The door opened and I rushed out, almost ramming into Swan, who was walking down the hallway in a sleepy daze. She pushed open the door to the bathroom and stumbled in, causing me to smile. She looked like she was drunk.

I walked into my room and threw my jacket off and quickly changed. I laid back in the bed, the covers beneath me. A gentle breeze blew through the room, and I could see the stars outside. It was peaceful, and before I knew it, I was asleep. Ooh, there were kittens of anticipation jumping around in my stomach.

It was the bright, yellow sun that woke me up. I felt like a vampire sitting in the sun as I covered my eyes and tumbled off of the bed. My jaw hit the floor and I heard a slight crack. My hand flew to my jaw and I cursed in pain. Not a good way to start off the day.

Throughout that morning, I was having bad luck, which convinced me that my conversation with Anna would turn out badly. I spilled toothpaste on the floor and ended up slipping on it, hitting the back of my head on the sink. Going out the door, I forgot the room service tray was on the ground and I tripped over it. The elevator doors closed on my hand as I motioned for Swan to hurry as she made her way out of her room. I stubbed my toe on the carpet (don't ask me how), and they were all out of hot chocolate when I finally made it to the dining room. It was not a good morning.

I glanced over at District 7's table, but Anna wasn't there. I quickly finished my plate and thought about what to do. Well, even though Training didn't start until another hour, I could still go down and practice for my "performance."

As I reached the bottom floor where the stations were, I heard something like someone was unsuccessfully trying to cut a carrot with a knife over and over again. I turned the corner to see Anna hacking away at a straw dummy. She wore a white tank top and jeans, and I couldn't help seeing her bra strap through her shirt. I averted my eyes.

"Hey." She said, noticing me. Looking at her, I could detect the nervousness in her eyes. Was that some impulse move last night?

"About last night…I'm really sorry about that, it's just." I grabbed her arm. She looked back at me.

"You're not being too forward." She grinned.

"Then…"

"Let's just practice. Maybe I'll talk to you later." She smiled and then put a hand on my shoulder.

"Thanks. Thanks for not…getting mad at me."

"Why would I?" I grinned.

"Oh, shut up." She said as she went back to hacking away at the dummy. I smiled again. Maybe I wasn't a goner after all. Today was beginning to be a pretty good day.

Author's Note: Well, that was my first attempt at writing a bit of romance. Tell me what you think, but I wasn't sure about myself. If you can't keep track, here's the list of alliances:

Careers (Marcus, Flare, Conan, Safin, Swan, Anna)

(Thor, Daniella, Cannan, Swift)

(Ruby, Scarlet)

(Atlas, Ryder, Heron)

(Mason, Rain)

(Rupert, Penelope)

(Prophet, Bea)

Anybody else is on there own for now. If you own a lone character, and want them to form an alliance, then just PM. Make sure to give me feedback. Next is the interviews, then the catacombs, and then the Games!