Chapter Eight(?) Changing Clove's stylist's name to Pollet (Pooh-let).

I wake up with only the blankets of the capitol surrounding me.

It never happened.

I silent agreement between district partners, a secret only we know.

It was like it never happened; any sign of him ever being here is gone, well, with the exception of the warmth from the side of the bed he was on. That must've meant he only recently went to his own bedroom.

I shake the, now, memory from my mind and get out of my bed. I'm still tired and without the tranquilizers I remember everything of last night, including the nightmares.

I walk over to the bathroom and take a shower. It takes longer than usual as and I end up burning and freezing my skin repeatedly and just decide to get out.

The fact of getting to train today does not excite me quiet as much as yesterday but I am still excited to test my skills and see who my biggest competition is going to be. Today I have decided I'm going to evaluate the others, see their strengths and weaknesses so I can use it against them.

I get dressed into the training outfit that I am guessing a avox has set out for me. I tie my hair back and walk out of the bedroom, footprints vanishing as my weight is lifted from the fancy carpet.

I dodge the big blonde boulder but just barely as he comes down the hall. I give him a huff as a warning, I'm not to be messed with this morning.

Sure the nightmares scared and scarred me in the night, but in the day it just made the wind flow faster. Giving you burns from whiplash on your face but it only makes you stronger.

My menacing scowl continues as I make my way to the dining hall. I find myself grinding my teeth in anticipation of the day, not wanting to wait to get it started.

This time, sitting at fancy capitol table, is only Brutus, Enobaria, and Orchid. I make my way to the table and sit across from my mentor. Cato does the same; I almost forgot that he was there… almost.

I look at the table and all of its contents. Many things are on the table but only few do I recognize. The main things I do recognize are; eggs (both scrambled and fried), bacon, sausage, pancakes, and waffles. I take some of the things I recognize and start to eat, as does the rest of the table.

Orchid tries to stir up conversation but no one really talks, except for Brutus who is obviously just humoring her. The meal is mostly silent and it puts me on edge, I don't know why it just does.

Finally we are sent off to training.

I can feel my career senses coming back. Every little weakness in district three boy just seems to pop out; weak, can't throw anything, doesn't stand tall or at all like a leader. I can't help it, I'm trained this way.

I cross my arms and wait impatiently, tapping my foot with a annoyed face, as the elevator goes up to four then down to one. God these people anoy the crap out of me, and they haven't even done anything yet. Or maybe it's just Shimmer's goddy apple scented perfume that she has definitely overdosed on.

I'm the first to step out of the elevator that morning.

No one is here but eleven but I assume we get to train right away this time, don't have to listen to directions over again, it would be such a waste of time.

I stand in the center of the training acade- no not academy I mean room and look around. Thresh stands at the trapping station watching intently as the trainer sets a basic trap. Despite the fact that he is only at the Basic Skills center, I think he would be a good ally. I mentally take a note to tell the rest of the careers later. Out of the corner of my eye I can see little Rue scaling the ropes like they are nothing, that's a skill. Sure I can climb a tree but probably not silently or as quick as she.

Now the room is filling with the others and I decide I better get to doing something before they think I've gone crazy. So, of course, I go towards the knives station. My favorite station.

On my way towards the Weaponry station I can't help but notice as Katpiss keeps sneaking peeks at the bow and arrows. I decide to shake it off though something in the back of my mind tells me not to.

Per usual, I throw every knife, and hit every target dead center. You may think it gets boring after awhile but I could do this all day.

Time for lunch again and we all shuffle our way to what I guess you could call a cafeteria. I go reluctantly because I want to keep on throwing but I eventually go.

I watch as Cato and Marvel push a few tables together so that the whole alliance can sit together, meaning district one, two, and four.

I roll my eyes as now Cato is just showing off his strength by lifting the chairs over the table and putting them on the other side, just so Glitter can flutter her eyes and squeal. It makes me sick. Had he not learned not to love? It probably isn't real, but still, resulting to something so pathetic is quite, well, pathetic and definitely not something you see from district two every day.

I grab my food with the rest then sit between Marvel and Coral, district one boy and district four girl. I note that the district four boy is indeed here but can't help to mentally shake my head, he won't make it past the bloodbath. Not if Cato is there, he has no mercy for someone so weak on the alliance. I could kill him to, but why bother when there are more important targets to counter.

"Coral" The girls from four says, sticking out a hand.

"Clove." I spit at her, not really bothering to make a attempt at conversation.

"I know you probably aren't really a talker, Clove, but I think we could both use someone to talk to." She says, her hand retreating to her lap as she talks. My brow furrows in confusion and anger at her statement and my jaw clenches but I guess this just proves her point even more.

"I don't need anyone, I've always been alone." I retort and that is the end of discussion with me and the girl from four for now."

"Hey, someone has a tude." Marvel teases with a broad smirk on his lips. I roll my eyes at this statement as well, such foolishness in district one. He leans in closer and I freeze for a second as I feel his hot breath on my ear. He is to close for comfort. "I know you want me." He whispers, and just by his tone I know he is only playing with me, trying to get a laugh out of me. Well, it worked. Our vicious laughter rings through the dining hall.

Coral throws a smirk my way and a rising of her eyebrows but otherwise doesn't acknowledge us, her partner only looking up for an instant with a startled expression then looking back down and eating again. Though, our own partners throw a startling skeptical look our way.

I can see Cato's jaw clench tighter as he finally took the time to notice who I am sitting by and who could actually get a rise out of me. I can't seem to throw the smirk off my face as Shimmer only looks at us for mere seconds then cautiously proceeding with her discussion with Cato.

I get to eat the rest of my meal with a smirk as Marvel, Coral, and I make small talk and joke around with one another.

So, this is the last chapter till NEXT WEEK. I am sorry but I don't think I will have time to write or post till then. Tell me what you guys think and what you like/dislike. Thank you for reading!