A/N: This is the training chapter day 1 and 2. The next chapter will be showing the Gamemakers what you can do and training scores chapter. Thanks again for all the great reviews.

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Day 1 of Training

District 2

Harley Kinect

Our escort took Connor and me down to the training room. We were late, and Sindee tried to explain this.

"Late is the new 'in'," she said. "The new fashion in the Capitol."

Connor glanced toward me with confusion. I sighed and tried to explain it to him down the elevator.

Well anyway, we arrived and people were already off training. We went over to the Careers immediately. We had all met earlier during the chariot rides.

"Hey, Harley," said Adema, the hyper one from District 1. "Hi Connor!"

I greet them back and we all sit down at a table. Adema said we were going to talk about our plans before training.

"So, first thing is first," said Adema. "All of you want to be a Career, right? If not, then leave." Her quirkiness left in a flash, and was replaced by a serious girl who you didn't want to mess with. She stared at each one of us with intensity.

"That's easy, I'm in," said Blake. His sea green eyes told the truth. He leaned back in his chair and put on a flashy smile.

"Yes," Saffron said. He didn't look like the talking type, but he looked pretty deadly. He was only twelve, like Connor.

"We have a young group of Careers this year," I blurted.

It was true; Saffron and Connor were twelve, I was fourteen, and the District 4 tributes were thirteen. The only older one was Adema, who was seventeen.

"Yes, but that doesn't mean we aren't strong," Adema said. For the first time, I saw the dark glint in Blake's eyes. I saw Skylar's hunger for home. I saw the strong in Saffron and the crazy deadly look in Adema's eyes. The only innocent was maybe Connor, but he looked like he was hiding something. Maybe he had another reason he volunteered, that's why. I felt so sorry for him. It was my job to protect him in the Games from the other tributes.

"Anyway, you in?" she asked.

Skylar and I nodded.

"Is the boy any good?" Saffron asked me. He looked to Connor. "If not, he has to go."

Connor's eyes threatened to cry.

"Yes!" I said, coming to his rescue. "He'll be fine. I'll protect him. He won't be a problem."

"Good," he said.

"What's our plan?" Blake asked. He was obviously bored, because he was glancing at the other tributes training.

"Kill everyone else," Adema said. "Stay together and stay at the cornucopia on the first day."

"Can I go play now?" Connor asked. Everyone stared at him. "I want to go play with the ropes with them!" He pointed to two tributes busily working in the knot section. I groaned inwardly. Connor wasn't going to be very popular with the Careers.

"We'll talk later," Saffron said. Then we went our separate ways. Adema went to the sword fighting section, Saffron to the knife section, Blake and Skylar to the food section, and I went along with Connor to the knot tying area.

"Hooray, happy ropes!" he said.

I sighed.

District 9

Timmy Hemja

I went over to the knife section, where the instructor was telling others how to hold a knife and pierce a body with it. The girl from 3, the girl from 5, and the boy from 1 were there. After awhile, he looked at how we held our knives and tested if it was a good weapon for us.

Each one of the others passed easily, but when the instructor came to me, he helped me position it better in my hands. The girl from 5 and the boy from 1 left for another station, while the girl from 3 stayed and watched me. After I passed, the instructor allowed me to go. When I turned to leave, I found the girl from 3 still staring at me.

"You're pretty good at knives, aren't you?" I asked her.

"Oh, I guess," she said. "Are you any good?"

"No." I laughed. "Not even close." I held out my hand and smiled at her. "My name's Timmy."

She shook it and said, "I'm Ryan Laurent." Then as if realizing she said something bad, she clasped her hand over her mouth. I gave her a questioning look. The last name 'Laurent' sounded familiar. It was in the back of my head, but I couldn't think of where it came from. Perhaps it was someone from school with the same last name.

She relaxed once she knew that I had no idea why she did that. "It's nothing."

Ryan was pretty, and I wasn't exaggerating when I said that. She had striking blue eyes and beautiful dark brown hair. She was tanned and her smile made me have a headache from looking at it. She probably got a lot of boyfriends from her looks.

"So, want to go to the food picking area together?" I asked. I know, it was a sorry invitation, but I wanted to learn more about Ryan Laurent.

Her face turned the slightest pink, and you would have had to strain your eyes to see it. She nodded and we went over to the station together.

The two from District 4 finished up as we got there. The girl looked annoyed when the boy said something, so she crossed her arms. The boy laughed as they walked to another section.

The instructor looked pleased to have new students. He told us how to judge if a berry on a bush was poison or not, how to look for edible plants, and ways to find water. I listened intensely, for food and water was a big factor of surviving in the Games.

Afterwards, the instructor made us tell him five facts that we learned about his station. Ryan scaled through five easy facts quickly. It took me a little more time to think up of five more, but I finally did. We thanked the instructor and we left. Day 1 of training was almost over.

"Well, thanks for keeping me company," I said to Ryan. "I'll see you tomorrow?"

She nodded and gave me a slight smile. Her eyes had a light laugh in them.

I think I wanted Ryan as an ally.

Day 2 of Training

District 7

Leellia Sapnol

Tasturn and I rode down the elevator in silence. Our escort didn't bother to go with us, because our mentors didn't want other tributes thinking we were weak.

I yawned as the elevator opened with a cheerful ding. Others were already busy training. It was day two, and I had spent most of my day yesterday trying my luck in the bow and arrows section. I was okay at it, but my favorite weapon was the whip. I could fire those things fast, and I ended up slaughtering a dummy until it was in heaps on the floor yesterday.

I left Tasturn to go to the camouflage station. Another tribute from 8 was painting herself in different colors to match herself with grass. That wouldn't exactly be helpful in a scorching desert or a snowy mountain though.

The instructor gave me some plants and paint-like substances to paint over my skin. She told me to match a tree. Since I was from District 7, I was fairly familiar with trees. My chariot outfit was even one.

I painted a dark brown color over my face, but the instructor told me to save camouflaging my clothes for the arena, so I wouldn't get my clothes all dirty. I actually didn't mind getting dirty, but I shrugged it off and just did my face and arms. After succeeding, I washed it all off in a bathroom and tried to find another station.

Next, I tried my luck with shelter building. The girl from 9, the boy from 11, and the girl from 12 were all there trying to string together temporary beds. I grabbed some grass and weeds from the pile and started to copy everyone else. The group I worked with was quiet. They seemed to be concentrating hard on their work. They all looked a little younger than me.

I finally finished my bed after a good hour. If it took this long to make a temporary bed that you would only use for maybe one or two nights, I wouldn't waste the time in the arena. Some actually would though.

It was lunch time, so Capitol servers put many different foods on platters in the center of the training room. Other tributes finished up and we all went to fill our plates with delicious lunch. I sat next to the girl from 9, because she looked like she had no one to sit by either.

Back home, I would've been hunting in the trash bins for some scratch food. If I was lucky, I would get an apple that wasn't too rotten or a few days expired can of carrots in the mayor's trash. Perhaps I would get some leftover bread from the nice lady at the bakery. She was always giving people on the streets bread she didn't sell for the day. If I won the Games, I planned to give the lady from the bakery a proper thank you.

I smiled at the thought of winning, as I finished up a portion of salted green beans.

There would be no more living on the streets like a poor girl.

District 5

Tancered Ride

After lunch, I went over to the throwing section, where several others were practicing their aim. Most of the Careers were there and a couple of others. I grabbed a knife and hurled it with no effort at a target. It landed in a bull's eye.

"Nice," said the twelve year old from 1. I felt the eyes from the girls from 1 and 2, as well. The boy from 1 hurled a knife at my target and it chunked right next to mine. He gave me a stare as if wanting to see more of what I could do.

I grabbed another knife and watched as Omega, my district partner, attempted to throw a knife at her target. I threw quickly at her knife and both knives collided. They landed on the floor with a clank.

Omega turned to me, anger on her face. She grabbed the nearest weapon she could find, which was a sword and tried to slash it on my arm. I grabbed a sword as well, and I deflected the blow.

"You're totally asking for it!" she screamed. She tried to stab me in the stomach, but I barely shielded it with my sword. I aimed for her head, and she ducked.

"Shut up," I said. We battled it out with our swords intensely. Other tributes watched with fear. Instructors tried to break us apart, but it was hard with our swords jabbing everywhere. Finally, they pulled us away from each other and grabbed the swords from our hands.

"NO FIGHTING AGAINST EACH OTHER!" the sword instructor shouted. "That is against the rules!"

Omega rolled her eyes and got up close to me. Her violet eyes glared at me as she threatened, "If you ever try that again, I will literally kill you. You hear me?"

I laughed and shoved her away, which made her angrier.

"Hey!" the boy from 1 said. "You guys fight well. Do you two think you would like to be with the Careers?"

Omega shrieked with laughter. "I would never join such a wimpy group!" She gave me one more glare before trotting off to the bow and arrows section.

I was very perplexed at the offer. The Careers wanted me? This was a real opportunity to take. I could hang with the Careers and survive for a long time, until the final eight. Then I could kill them off while they slept.

"I accept the offer. Besides, I am better than that 'Omega' girl anyway," I said, loud for Omega to hear in the section over. At first, it looked like she was going to storm over and battle me again, but she turned and ignored me instead.

"Good," Saffron said. He looked like a good ally, even though he was twelve.

"Welcome to the Careers."