Last time: So he lay there, trying to think up a plan out of this. Then he remembered something England had once told him. Humans couldn't kill them by only injuring their physical bodies. With a new plan in mind, Peter finally fell asleep.
Now, onto the story:
Waking up to a pounding on his door, Peter stumbled over to it. Rubbing his sleep filled eyes, he opened the door. Looking to see who was there, he saw Katniss.
"I was sent to wake you up and tell you to get ready…" she stated rather awkwardly.
Sealand gave a huge yawn before replying "Okay, I'll be down in a minute." Shutting his door as he walked back into his room, he looked around for something to wear. Seeing the sailor outfit of his youth, he knew Panem was giving him a message. 'I know you're here.'
Getting dressed, Sealand thought about how he was going to tell Wy his plan. After getting ready to start his day, Peter left his room. Looking up and down the hallway, he saw Katniss waiting for him by the elevator. Walking up to her, he said a proper "Good morning."
"Hey," she answered, "they told us to wait for them here."
Just then, Effie Trinket dragged Haymitch out of his room. Telling them to press the button for the elevator, they waited. Upon hearing a 'ding' and seeing the doors open, they piled into it. Effie quickly pushed the button for the first floor. The ride down was rather long, as district twelve had the top floor. Even so, it was rode out in silence.
Coming to a stop at the bottom floor, they rushed out. Walking down the hallway, they entered a room that resembled a school lunch room, except for the mood, a mixture of overconfidence, fear, anxiety, and depression. Actually, Peter thought, it kind of reminds me of that school that England made me attend.
Sitting in the district twelve area, Peter grabbed a small breakfast. As he ate, he tried to make small talk with Katniss, but it seemed as if everyone was to tense to hold a decent conversation anymore.
Finishing breakfast, the tributes were herded to another room, the training room. Inside, there were many different stalls teaching a variety of skills. Peter decided that he would brush up on his knife fighting first, remembering all the tips he had gotten from British soldiers who stayed on him. After a few warm ups, he picked up a dagger and practiced the fighting moves he had learnt throughout the years.
After that, he went over to the bow stall, noticing that Katniss was glancing longingly at it, as if she would rather be shooting a bow than learning how to make traps with rope. Peter, of course, already knew all about rope and making thing, as well as fixing them.
Anyway, he picked up the bow, and practiced with it until he could hit a bull's-eye every time. This didn't take that long, seeing as he was literally born to shoot things out of the sky.
After that, he headed over to where Wy was making camouflage. In other words, she was painting things to make them blend into the background. When he got over there, she grabbed him and promptly began making him blend in with the wall behind him.
Walking away, he then went over to the bathroom to wipe Wy's 'masterpiece' off his face. Coming out again, he continued to explore all the different table, making polite conversation with the other tributes. All together, he learned a few new survival tips and tricks before they had to leave for dinner.
Uber sorry for lateness and shortness and all... but I updated! I will not abondon this fic until I have absolutely no one saying I should continue! on that note, huge thank you to my supportive reviewers who pushed me to continue: Xoyote, strawberry, Silvermoon of Forestclan, and chathammangagirl! I love you guys! anyways, please leave a review telling me what you liked, disliked, want to see more of, ect. Oh, and I've been thinking about giving Wy a name other than Wy, Maybe Zadie Kirkland? if you have any suggestions for her name, tells me in a review!