I'm back, i know WHAT?!
Now please enjoy the short chapter
"Female tribute from district 9" the auto voice spoke. I'm waiting my turn for the private training assessments. After strict instruction from Haymitch that this is the time to show the judges any hidden talents, I was pushed into this cold tiled waiting room with the other tributes. In no time it's my turn to enter into the training room.
"Good luck Katniss"
"You too" I say to Jackson.
My boots barely make a sound on the smooth concrete floor; I looked over and up to the where to judges were sitting. They all seem to be fixated around a big cooked pig with an apple in its mouth.
"Katniss Everdeen, district 12" I speak loud. Only a few people turn to look at me. With this I turn and grab a shining metal bow. I pull back and load the arrow, breath and aim for the target board. I can hear my heart beating and so I calm my breathing waiting for the right moment to fire. I release the bow string and watch the arrow sail through the air. It hits the target but only on the outside.
Shit.
I hear the judges laugh and go back to eating and not giving a shit about me. So I do the first thing I think of. I grab another arrow, aim and shot, sending the arrow straight into the apple in the pig's mouth. The apple pins its self to the wall. Now I have everyone's attention, I bow and say "Thank you for your consideration" then storm out of the training room.
It's been 40 minutes and I've been locked in my room thinking of what a mistake it was, to do that. I was an idiot to let my anger get the best of me. They could send me a punishment while I'm in the arena, limiting my chances of winning. But now that I think about it. Did I ever really have a chance at winning? What do I have left to fight for? Why should I win… it not like anyone will miss me? It not like I have family waiting for me.
I feel a hand on my shoulder and instantly grab the person wrist and bend it at an odd angle.
"I didn't mean to scare you" he says
"How did you get in?" I am pretty sure I locked the door before I had my little meltdown.
"I can pick the lock Katniss"
"Oh" I reply with.
I realize on how close I am to Cato. I can see the start of a thick scar that runs from his collar bone down under his shirt. I spot the faint scar on the top of his lip and see that is cold blue eyes remind me of the lake frozen in winter back in the woods from home.
Home; I miss home.
"See something you like?" he replies cockily with a smirk
"Shut up" I say and give him a slight punch on his arm. I move away and sit on the foot of the bed.
"Look I can tell your upset but I don't really know how to comfort you or if you would actually want that" Cato slightly chuckles in a nervous way.
"You would start off asking the person if they are ok. And then you try make them better. But you are smarter than you look"
"Smarter than I look?" he questions
"Yeah. I don't need any comforting" I reply
Before Cato says anything Haymitch walks in and tells us that the tributes scores will be announced any minute now. My stomach turns at this and I suddenly want to hide under the covers but I'm also curious to see what I will receive.