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Platinum's POV
I'll admit it, I'll admit it. The training center is pretty big, and impressive, and
there are a large amount of shiny surfaces. Yeah. But nothing could really prepare me
for the sight, every day, of these sweet people I came here with, training to kill each
other. It scares me really badly, 'cuz I'll, like, see that boy from District 5 building mega-
freaky weapons out of a couple of branches, or I'll see that girl from 7 stabbing those
poor dummies with spears, and I'll just think about, what if they did that to me? I don't
want to die. I don't want to be stabbed or drowned or bludgeoned, so why should they be
learning how to? Some people aren't very nice...
When I reach the long wooden table where the Careers are eating lunch, I make a
point to delicately sit down right next to Kern. He smiles at me, his beautiful blue eyes
twinkling.
"Hi, Platinum," he says gently.
"Hey," I flirt, twirling my hair around my finger.
"Platinum!" Aiden says, urgent. "Shiny!"
"Where?" I demand, whipping my head around wildly. When I turn back to the
table, I see Aiden and Rylan practically falling over each other, they're laughing so hard.
"What?" I ask.
"Never mind them, Platinum," Kern mutters, shooting a stern glare at Aiden, who
imitates him mockingly.
When everyone else goes off to get more food, I interlace my fingers with Kern's
and say,
"Thanks for stopping them from being mean to me."
"Any time, Platinum," he sighs. "Pretty necklace."
Suddenly, I remember my district token. My choker from my current boyfriends
back in 1. A shiny silver chain with four flat circles on it, each with a different name.
Jayre, Maximus, Starr, and Glint. They all came to visit me before I left for the Capitol,
and gave me the necklace to remember them by.
"Oh, yeah, that..." I giggle nervously.
"What are these names on it?" Kern asks.
"Um... uh, my boyfriends," I choke out, realizing how stupid I am.
"Boyfriends? As in plural? And you've been flirting with me this whole time?" he
asks, sounding disgusted.
"Well, that makes it sound bad!" I screech. "Look, I thought I had a chance to
come home, but now I know there's none! I never really liked any of them anyway, they
just kept asking me out, and you were really cute, not to mention that you're nice! You're
sweet when they make fun of me! I'm really pretty, but you're, like, smart! Just please be
my friend. I promise, I won't try to cheat on my boyfriends anymore!"
Kern doesn't even question this, just pulls me into his arms and lets me cry. He's
a good friend.