chapter eleven yay! Keep reviewing, I will still post even if no reviews, if this chapter seems weird I kinda used the idea of all the tributes mingling from some other story. Btw send in more character names! Oh and in the Capitol for my story you can be 16 to have alcohol because Clove gets drunk and she's sixteen so I figured that I couldn't change her age. Thanks for the support bay!
The lift opens at the district 2 apartment and I walk towards the bedrooms, I know where these are because they are in the same place as they were on the train. I open a door to a huge room and change into a red shirt, the green looks like vomit, I walk out to the dinner table to find Enobaria, Brutus, Apple, Mayhem, Dash, Brony and another woman I don't recognise. I sit next to an empty seat in between Brony and Dash. Brutus is such a loud person and he continues talking once I sit down.
"I looked at the guy and he threatened to make me a hundred pieces." I zone out for about 10 minutes, until Clove sits down in the same clothes as before. The conversation changes.
"Good job being scared," Enobaria says looking up at Clove. Clove nods.
"You went vicious after the parade like I told you right?" Enobaria asks and Clove nods evilly. Enobaria turns to me, "You, show off your skills in training tomorrow." I nod.
"So tomorrow try to get 1,4 and maybe 7 as allies, oh and the boy from 11." Brutus says flatly. After dinner I walk to my room and open the door and go to the bed, I fall on the pillow and look at the ceiling. I can't sleep so I take the lift up to the roof, apparently, I'm not the only one with this idea, I see around 17 people lining the roof in separate groups, I can only see the back of heads until the lift doors open. Everyone turns around to see me, but they don't see a terrifying, sword wielding, 18 year old monster, they see a boy who can't sleep. I walk over to a window where the boy from 1, Marvel, sits. His eyes look distant, like he's remembering his home, I do it a lot too. He snaps back to reality and sees me.
"Hi, can I call you an ally?" He asks bluntly. I nod.
"This is one of the only nights we have away from the arena and stuff, let's not talk about the Games." I say and Marvel smiles. Murmurs from the other groups fill the air and Marvels voice melts in with theirs.
"So you want me to tell you my life story?" This guy is kinda funny.
"Well, be my guest if you want to," I say.
"Ok," Marvel starts and his eyes go distant again. "I live in the outer skirts of District 1, I have a mum, a dad and three younger siblings, two girls and one boy. I volunteered for my friend and he was killed at the Reaping for assaulting a peacekeeper, I regret volunteering, I'm only trained with a spear and I am going to die." Marvel says speedily. I rise my eyebrows, wow, he just told me a lot about him, crap, now I have to tell him about me.
"You gonna tell me about you?" He asks expectantly. I nod sharply.
"I am 18 years old, I lived in the Victors Village, I have a mum a dad and no siblings, unless a dog counts. I was forced to volunteer because that is what happens in my district, I like my district partner, Clove, and she likes me. I plan to come out of the arena, I'm trained with a sword and a spear and I'm not too bad at survival skills, but knowing me some plant would poison me and I'd die." I say with a hint if humour. Marvel nods and the doors of the lift open, the girl from 10, Alice, walks through and searches the room, her brown hair is pulled back into a low ponytail and she wears a black sweater and black leggings, with boots. Tonight all the tributes mingle and find out about each other like friends. But tomorrow they will train to kill, I want to take this chance to be a teenager that's not trained to kill, so when Alice's eyes reach me and Marvel I beckon to her, she looks freaked but walks over anyway. She plops herself down next to Marvel and next to the balcony, she looks down and goes deathly pale, fear of heights, I've seen it before.
"So tell us your life story," Marvel says invitingly and she laughs lightly, her voice is husky, but she still sounds like a girl.
"Why do you want me to sit with you?" She asks Marvel looks at me.
"Just being teenagers while we can, tomorrow, everyone hates each other, so we may as well get to know everyone before we hate them." I say and she smiles.
"Well my life story is," she looks me in the eyes. "I'm 15, I was chosen, probably because my name was in 15 times thanks to the tesserae. I have a mom, my dad dies when he was kicked by his old horse, she kicked 'im right in the chest, I have an older brother and a pet cat, two dogs, a cow, five chickens, a horse and three pigs. I live on the farm." Marvel smiles and nods. We all talk for while, until the elevator doors open again, revealing the tiny figure that I have come to know all too well, Clove. She spots our group almost instantly and she walks towards us, hands in her hoodie pocket, I assume her hands hold a knife or she has one hidden somewhere. She sits down next to me and give me a peck on the lips, Marvel looks normal, but slightly surprised. Alice looks very surprised.
"You two are together?" She asks. Clove nods and yawns.
"I wonder why everyone is up here," she says tiredly.
"I guess people thought this would be an escape," Marvel says.
Alice speaks again, with a hint of sarcasm and humour.
"So what's your life story?" Clove tenses, but speaks. I notice that she slurs her words slightly, I remember dinner, she had a lot of glasses of something alcoholic.
"Usually I wouldn't tell anyone my life story, but I'm a bit drunk and I'm a teenager so. I am 16, I live in the Training Centre of my district because both my parents died when I was young, I have no siblings, I'm trained with knives, I wish we weren't all trained to be killers. Oh yeah and don't you fricken dare underestimate me because of my size, I pinned him to the ground and nearly cut open his shoulders in our districts Practice Games," she nods towards me.
We share facts about ourselves for a while and then Alice starts up a new subject.
"I has to leave my boyfriend back home, and I'm going to die so I'll never see him again," she says shakily. Marvel nods.
"I know how you feel, I had to leave my girlfriend as well," he says nonchalantly.
"I thought you and Glimmer were together." A voice says and we all turn our heads,towards the source,of the voice, the boy from 5.
Marvel rolls his eyes.
"Gross no, I only met her on the train." The boy scoots into our half circle. The boy nods towards us me and Clove.
"So, I'm James and you two are,like, together." Clove nods and leans on my shoulder.
"How'd you meet?" Marvel asks. I have to think about it then laugh, it was in the Practice Arena.
"Well, we met in the Practice Arena two weeks before the Reaping. I was threatened to be cut open by a tiny little girl," I say jabbing a thumb at Clove. "Then I cut her face, neck, shoulders and wrist open. I also broke two of her ribs." Clove smiles and gives a light-hearted laugh.
"Wow, great way to show someone you like them," Alice says with a smile. Everyone smiles and I savour the moment, the last 'teenager,' time I will have. We all talk until around midnight when a few people go to the lifts, but most just sleep on the floor of the roof, it sounds funny,'the floor of the roof.' Clove and I do the same as the majority of tributes and fall asleep together on the hard, cold floor.
