Next chapter! I know some people have been wanting to get a POV from certain tributes so I've been trying to get everyone but its REALLY hard with 24 people. Haha I've at least tried to mention everyone somehow but I'll try my best :D thanks for understanding.

Training Day One

Marzipan Grate – District 6

I am not looking forward to today. Training does not sound fun at all, with all the kids showing off what skills they already have, while I have nothing. Not to mention the idea of having to talk to the kids' that want me dead or dying. I find my black shorts and red hoodie on my dresser and quickly change into them before breakfast. Beside me Nick munches and some chunky bowl, how does he find that appetizing?

I flop into my seat and grab at the bacon ignoring the comments about good manners. These people don't have to go train; I'll do what I want. "So what do you plan on doing today?" Our ancient looking mentor asks as I dig in.

Nick looks up and starts to speak, "Well I thought I might try to learn how to build a fire-"

"I think I'll learn to kill something." I blurt out with bacon grease dripping down my chin. Everyone just looks at me like I just stood on the table and started taking my clothes off. "WHAT?" A bit of bacon lands on my plate and my escort nearly faints. I look around, "What did I do?"

"Come on Marzipan lets go." Nick stands up to go and he grabs my arm with more force then he probably needed to use. In the elevator I finish off my strip of bacon and suck my fingers clean while Nick looks on. "You're so confusing…" He shakes his head and doest speak to me as we arrive in the training gym. Many tributes are standing in a circle around a tall skinny woman in a full track get-up.

We all break and I head straight over to spears ignoring the career from 2 who has also decided to start there. I weakly throw the spear at the closest target and nearly miss. The boy from 10 comes over and picks up a spear and I watch it hit the middle target in the center. He makes a face I can only assume as surprise.

"Dang." He looks at me; like he's embarrassed he rocks at spears on the first time. "I bet you can hit the farthest one."

He picks up a spear without a word and throws it. The spear hits the bottom of the target and we both turn our heads to the side.

"Well, I guess I found my weapon." He looks over at me with a faint smile on his lips, and his emerald eyes twinkling. Some people are really easily amused. I take another spear and send it right into the middle of the middle target. "Nice." He says and the instructor goes to retrieve them while district 2 continues to send spear after spear into the last target. "I'm Fallon."

"Marzipan." For a few minutes we silently throw spear after spear until he says he's going over to the plants table. I let him walk away and slowly I begin to improve with my spear skills. After a while I look around and, sure enough, I find Nick over by the fire-building station struggling. I take advantages of the solitude and enjoy throwing spears straight into target after target.

The boy from 2, Jack, soon gets bored of glaring at me and moves on to find his partner at the archery station annihilating everything set in front of her. I guess I should learn some sort of survival skills; after all I won't be able to use my spear if I don't eat. I go over to the plants station and see Fallon's district partner hunched over a small spiny reed grass.

"She works quietly occasionally making small talk as she passes different plants through her slender fingers. She seems to be drawn more to the medicine plants while I just want to find what I can eat. At lunch she and I walk side by side even though we don't talk as we grab our plates, pile them up, and sit down. She goes over to Fallon and for some reason I follow.

"Hey." Fallon says. "Eplis, you should see her with spears, she's pretty good." Eplis nods and takes a bite of her roll, slowly moving her eyes across my face. All three of us share more small talk – it's a little annoying, but better than awkward silences – and I see that some small alliances are already forming. The group from 7 is sitting with an enormous red haired boy and on the other side of the room districts 9 and 11 are sitting together.

The careers groan loudly and I see water pour off the side of the table. Many careers grab their plates and jump up, trying to stay dry.

"I got it, I got it." The tall blonde girl from 2 gets up and walks to the large buffet and grabs a stack of towels. She begins to wipe off the table while the other careers nag her. The boy from 4 though grabs a stack of towels and starts to mop up the mess too. When he's done he throws the wet towels at Zeke from district one, whose been complaining the loudest.

It takes a lot of effort not to burst out laughing, because Zeke really deserved it.

"Umm, are you O.K?" Eplis is looking at me with my hand over my mouth as I shake trying not to laugh.

When I finally get myself together I go back to eating and too soon we're dismissed to the training gym.

Zia Rayez – District 11

After lunch I grab Luna's arm and pull her towards the knife station. Luna picks one up and examines it while I look over the boy from 8. I walk over to him slowly and put on my best "feel-free-to-talk-to-me" face. Like always, it works.

"Hey, I'm Zaccai." He says with a smile. He's a handsome boy, blond hair brow eyes, even a few freckles.

"Zia." He smiles and turns back to his knife throwing. He throws a rather large knife and it lands about 2 inches to the left. He looks back at me embarrassed and I just raise my eyebrows and twirl my brown hair on my finger. Next time he throws he sticks it at least 3 inches from the middle, but at least he hit it.

"You know," I say picking up my own knife, "it's all in the wrist." When I throw my knife it lands right in the middle. He looks down in awe but I just lean down and get another knife while he overdramatically "uses his wrist".

It's so apparent that I'm distracting him, poor boy. I decide to laugh, boys like it when they think they're funny. "No, like this." I take his hand in one hand and his forearm in the other. When I guide him through the move I feel Luna's eyes on me – and probably other people too – but when he throws, it sticks the middle.

"There, perfect." Now that I've got him hooked it's time for me to make my leave. "Come on Luna." I give one last smile and grab Luna mid-throw. Luna doesn't question me as we walk over and join the district 3 boy at the camouflage station. For living in a plant-less district the boy, Kirean I learn, is great at camo. Soon he has me and Luna both covered in dark reds and browns to match a dark forest.

He doesn't talk much but he's polite enough to respond when you ask him a question. Luna leans over to me, her purple eyes showing through her dark painted face. "Let's get him!" She laughs and motions to Kirean, who is spotless except for his hands. We creep forward while his back is turned and I'm the first to make a dark streak down his pale cheek.

"AHH!" Before we know it Luna, Kirean and I and chasing each other with jars of paint supplies. The instructor tries to calm us down, but by now Kirean and Luna are circling the table trying to paint each other. Kirean's face is streaked with purples, greens, blacks and even an orange I found. I dart for Kirean and he accidently hits the table, sending it tumbling to the floor, jars and all. Luna looks at me with her mouth making a giant "O" and Kirean streaks bright green on her lips. Luna spits while Kirean and I laugh. No matter how hard Luna tries to be mad she can't help but laugh with us.

Now at least half of the tributes are staring at us; it's rare to hear laughter at a time so serious. Over at the knives station I see Blaze standing next to Rosalina Crest. Weird. They turn back to their knives and the instructor tells us about rules, and respect, but her blabbing is useless. Luna splits off to edible plants and I try my way with archery and it's hard to keep the smile off my face.

Blaze McCormac

I spent all of the time before lunch trying to tie knots and build fires so by now I'm ready to find a weapon or two. Archery is a total bust so I walk towards knives, that don't look so hard. When I get there I realize there is a little more to it than just trying to slash as hard as you can. I'm sure though that after a few tries I'll get it down; well by try 17 I still haven't left a significant mark in the dummy.

"You know, you can't just hit where you want," The girl from one struts over, "you have to know where to hit them. As long as you hit the right spot they'll die." She grabs a small fragile knife and jams it into the side of the dummy's neck. A buzzer goes off signaling a kill.

"Oh…" Is all I mange to say as she pries the knife from the neck and walks back over to me. She comes over and places the clean knife back in its holder. "So, scrap metal, how long have you been able to kill somebody in less than 3 seconds?"

"That has nothing to do with it," she smiles and gives a small laugh, "and it's Rosalina." Rosalina, I wonder if her friends call her Rose or Lina or something. Now the instructor is setting up more dummy's' and placing them in front of us, waiting for us to proceed.

"Well Rosalina," I say putting extra emphasis on it mocking her, "how else could I kill this incredibly threatening dummy?" She smiles a little wider this time before picking up a contemporary looking hunting knife.

"Well farm child," oh, I see how it is now, she smiles though before proceeding, "your best shot is the neck. The chest works to but it's usually more protected and harder to break through. Also, a stab in the back is optionally but that requires some element of surprise, and I don't really see you as...sneaky."

"Hey, now! And it's Blaze by the way." the next hour I spend my time with Rosalina as she teaches me over and over again how to use a knife "properly".

"Remember," She says, "it's not about the size or strength of your knife it's how you use It." she points in the direction of the large knife I am holding, and she laughs a little. I picked it up earlier hoping a larger knife would kill the dummy easier.

However, after and hour of training we look over and find Luna and Zia chasing another boy at the camo station. "Your district partner is so flirty." I look at her, I'm a bit surprised she would notice Zia. To me they're on a totally different level. Rosalina with her smarts and beauty and then Zia, just a goofy girl from my district.

"What do you mean?" She looks at me with a "duh" expression.

"Did you not just see her getting handsy with the boy from 8 at the throwing knives station?"

"Actually no…" But now that Rosalina mentions it, she seems more flirty then just friendly.

"I hope she knows the Hunger Games aren't a dating show for her." By now we're both look at Zia and Luna splatter the boy's face with paint and destroy the camo station. Suddenly Zia and Luna look up and give a wary expression in our direction so Rosalina and I turn around. "Well someone's not happy." I laugh and pick up another knife.

O.k. Some people seem to be a little confused with the sponsor points thing. Once the tributes you can redeem the points and send your tribute supplies (like the ones listed in chapter 6).

Get it? Good :)

Also, I need help with the arena clothes, so here is another chance to get points! The arena is a dessert/jungle thing. (Ill explain more once we are actually in the arena). I may have to edit some ideas just because I have a few surprises up my sleve ;) but I will anounce the person who recieves the 3 points! Woot! With the arena outfit idea please list any special abilities the outfit has, that'll be helpful. THANKS!