9/6/14

Hi again! I'm trying to update more, I really am, but I've just been super busy recently (which is saying something because I'm homeschooled. I used to only get out of the house 2 or 3 times a week).

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Chapter 11: The Enemy

"Alright, let's prove to those weirdoes that District 4 will win this year," Marina grins as we walk down the flight of stairs. Since District 4 has one of the bottom floors of the training center, it's probably better for us to take the stairs. The stairwell looks a lot different from the rest of the Capitol. It's just kind of… gray. To say this disappoints me would be a complete lie. If you had to look at a living rainbow for a couple days like I have, you'd like the color gray too.

"They'll be so scared they'll all jump off their landmines like they did-" I pause, trying to remember what year it was. "Um… the year Ivy Birch won?"

Marina laughs as we open the door to the lobby. "I think that was the 41st Games, give or take a couple years. I really can't remember."

We're directed to a door behind the reception desk that leads to the training center. We take a seat next to the revolving door and wait for the other Careers to show up. Mags and Ariel specifically told us that our pack is supposed to stick together during training this year. Of course, they're the experts at these things, but I think it's kind of silly. I mean, what if I don't want to show them my skills with a trident? What if Marina doesn't want to show them her sword? Oh well, it's not like either of us have a better strategy.

A group from one of the outlying districts comes in next, but after that the pair from 1 enters.

"You must be from 4," the girl says with obvious bitterness in her voice.

"We are," Marina says, glaring at the girl ever so slightly. I can tell she's trying to keep her cool, but that's not always an option for her considering her temper. She's gotten much better at controlling it since she started training, but she still has her moments.

"I'm Brilliant and this is Shimma," her partner says.

Brilliant? Shimma? Okay, I'm used to District 1 having odd names, but I think this year they've outdone themselves.

"Marina and Finnick," Marina says, gesturing to me.

"Nice to meet you," I grin, holding out my hand. Brilliant shakes it without hesitation, but Shimma still glowers at us as if she's superior. The Tributes from 2, Nolan and Alana, come in after that and we make our way through the revolving door. The other tributes stare at us with a mix of fear and awe, just as expected. We find our places as the head trainer explains the rules of training. I didn't know that there were rules, but it's a good thing I found out (even though I doubt I'd fight with another tribute).

We're dismissed to the stations and The Pack makes their way to the knives so Shimma can show off. As it turns out, her bark is worse than her bite. Brilliant, on the other hand, turns out to be, well, brilliant, with axes. Nolan's okay with a spear, and although Alana isn't the most social member, she's willing to show us her incredible ability to use throwing starts. Nolan informs us that she can use clubs too, but prefers the stars. After that, it's time for lunch. I normally don't eat lunch right now, so I'm not very hungry. However, I have the foresight to eat anyways.

"You two seem rather close," Shimma points out. "Were you in the same classes or something?"

I can tell she's looking for an excuse to point out how small I am, possibly so she can kick 4 out of the Careers. Marina must pick up on this too, so she very bluntly says, "No, but Finnick wasn't too far behind me. I bet he was ahead of you even."

There. Marina's done it. Her and Shimma are now enemies instead of allies. Shimma looks like she's about to explode, but Marina only sits there with a smug expression on her face. The others only glance at the tension and ignore it.

"I can show you after lunch," I say nervously, trying to distract Shimma. I need Marina to get to the arena in one piece.

"Well of course you can Finnick," Shimma says, her expression darkening into a cruel twisted smile. Then it hits me. If I mess up, it won't only seal my fate, but my friend's as well.

Forget what Marina has done, what have I done?

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I'm going to try to update again before next week. Cross your fingers!

Quote of the day!

"Okay, family time is over, it is now personal time… I'll be in my room." –The Lorax, Ted's mom

May the odds be ever in your favor,

Spectrobes Princess