He grabbed around my waist, and leaned down, he was at least a foot taller than me, and I was tall, almost five seven. He pressed his lips up against mine, and kissed me. Now I had been kissed by a boy before, but this was something different. I melted at his touch. My heart pounded, and I got warm. I felt my face go red. The way he caressed me, kissed me, I was a whole new person. I ran my thin fingers through his thick blue hair, curling the gold tips with my green painted fingers.
"You might need someone outside the games," he said, in between kisses, "You know, who's not a drunk," I think he was offering to help me. He pressed me against the pink tiled wall, the warm water raining down our backs. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he lifted me up. I kept my fingers in his hair, and my other hand on his shoulder, pressing down. I gasped into his neck, while he kissed mine.
When we finally got out of the shower, he pulled the curtain back for me. A red-headed Avox stood there. Oh my God, had she heard everything? She handed my a towel, and I walked over to the bench where my folded up clothes waited. He stood in the shower doorway still, one elbow on the wall. He was still naked. He walked over to me, while I got dressed. Suddenly his nude body made my uncomfortable, but not like, sexual tension, it was like he had power over me.
"My offer still remains, Johanna Mason," I though it was hot the way he said my name. "My room number is seven-oh-three-four, give me a call," He winked at me, and then went off to find his clothes I guess. I walked back to the room proudly, like everyone could see how happy I was. When I walked in the door, all the lights were turned off. I silently went back to my room. When I closed the door, I turned on the light. Blight was standing there.
"Little girl? Has no one told you it is rude to betray your allies? Atlas Wellwood cannot be trusted," he looked at me, and snarled.
"I can count on his help," I told him defensively.
He shoved me against the wall. "I really dislike you Johanna, I think you are a stubborn bitch, and, if you still want someone else to ally with you, I might just tell everyone about your little shenanigan, huh? You want that?" His breath reeked like alcohol. He let me go, and then walked out of my room.
The next day, we went down to training, and I spent the whole day with weapons, acting like I had a basic knowledge, but not enough to be a threat. I accidentally threw an ax right in a mannequins face, and got some looks for it. I just acted ecstatic, and then went back to throwing horribly. After lunch they called us in one by one for our private sessions. When they got to me, I was ready.
I walked in, and went straight to the Gauntlet. I got through the first obstacle, and then purposely fell off the monkey bars. I started over, and made it through slowly. With one minute on the clock, I picked up an axe, missed twice on purpose and then chopped the dummy's head off.
Few people clapped. I walked back, confident that I would get a low score. I went back to room, avoiding Blight. After I changed into a simple blue shirt with comfortable brown shorts, I joined Teres, Brava, Catax, Velorum, and unfortunately, Blight in the living room. The T.V. came on to announce everyone's scores. As usual, the careers got between an eight and ten, although the girl from Two got an eleven. Mille got a Six, as did Catax.
"Seventeen year old, Johanna Mason, District Seven," Caesar Flickerman's voice said on the T.V. "With a five,"
Blight laughed, "Johanna, you failed," he said, and then went off to his room. I just sat there. The girl from Eight got a three, and the huge twins from Ten got Elevens. The T.V. shut off, and I was all alone.