(Fallstreak's POV)
I see this girl looking at me, and I can't help but look away. I look back, and watch her approach the career group. She throws a knife with such accuracy, nothing I've ever seen from an 11. This time she waves, but I just look at my feet. She must think I'm such a wierdo. I can tell by her face she's very proud of what she did, and I can seeing Asher's face he wants her as a career. This makes me angry. People like him always want what they can't have, but get it anyway. I go to take out my anger on the archery range. I remember, one year my parents told me about this girl named Katnkiss something. She never made it out of those games,but she was one of the best archers there were. My parents showed me videos of those games, to help train me. To make me become one of them. But no, I wasn't like them in any way, shape or form.
There's such a thing as a good career, isn't there? As the afternoons trails on, I get approached by a guy named Dylan, looking for an alliance. Although it caught me off guard, I refused. There's no way I'm getting emotionally attached to anyone during those games. No, it's best I just accept death, and shut up about it. I go on at another couple shots, not always hitting the direct target, but getting close enough to kill someone instantly.
A girl with shocking black hair and mild violet eyes comes to my station after awhile, a career i think, and starts shooting with me. She's not terrible, but not great either, so I know she wants to talk. Naturally I say nothing.
"Your not bad," she says slyly, letting another arrow fly.
I'm not sure how to respond. The polite thing to say would be that she's pretty good too, but something in here eyes makes me hold my tongue. So instead of a response, I notch another arrow.
"I'm Raven," she says, pretending I didn't blatantly ignore her. "And you?"
"I'm Fallstreak." My arrow nips at hers.
"That's a...unique name."
"I was born on the return of halley's comet."
"That's interesting." I sneak a peek at her, and I can now recognize that look. Disgust. Superiority.
I have to wonder if Raven has tried to do the same thing with the girls from 11 and 12. Just because we're the youngest. She shoots again, this time hitting the second ring. She looks mildly surprised.
"So I was thinking." she turns to me. "I don't want to be in the career pack this year. Maybe we could make an alliance. Maybe with that girl you like." she points to the one that had waved at me earlier. My face burns.
"I do not." And I don't. I don't even know here name, and like I said, days before a killing game isn't appropriate to get a girlfriend.
But my suspicions are confirmed. I know how she wants to play this. But I'm not playing with anyone. I give myself the time to concentrate, and let my arrow fly, slicing hers right down the middle. Lucky shot, I'll take what I can get.
"But no thanks." It's her turn to blush, but definitely not out of embarrassment. "You'll regret that." she hisses, and turns on her heels. I never thought I would say this, but I hope I can get her in the arena. I hope I can get all those dumb careers. Maybe that's what I'll do... Go out with a bang,right? I practice shooting one last time, before I head to the edible plants station. I'll give them a good show.
Written by demigodgirl1000. With her character!