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Ch 8
It's training day number 2. Me and Katniss have come to the point where we are only taking when other people around. I don't think she would even talk to me if it wasn't Haymitch's wishes. Tomorrow we will show the gamemakers our special skill. I'm not to nervous, I don't expect to get a good score so I've really got nothing to worry about. We get on the elevator and go down to the basement where the gymnasium is. Haymitch has made it very clear that we should stick together. We spend our time going to stations at lunch I give her a lecture on bread, not exactly exciting. At dinner we talk about making sure we present ourselves well in front of the game makes. And after that it's off to bed.
I wake up to Portia. She has my training outfit laid out and tells me to get dressed and she will meet me at breakfast. I take a shower and dress in my black pants and purple tunic, the outfit me and Katniss have both been wearing for training. I walk down to breakfast.
"Are you ready for tomorrow?" asks Haymitch. I had been trying to push the thoughts out of my mind but tomorrow I will be in going into the arena.
"Not even a little." I say as Katniss arrives. We silently eat and then get on the elevator and head down to the training center for a final time. Katniss and I sit in the area where we have been eating lunch. Since we are District 12 we are last to go. The boy from the district goes first followed by the girl. We sit quietly as the districts go. 1... I start thinking about cake frosting. 5….i start staring at Katniss. 11….my palms start sweating and before I know it my name is called. I walk into the training room
"Peeta Melark." One of them says and they all scribble something on there clipboards. I go over to the weight lifting section and pick up a 100 Lb disk and throw it about forty feet. I get a few side glances and some nods of approval but no one really looks. I throw another 60 Lb disk then they excuse me to go. It could have been worse I think with a sigh of relief. I walk to where Haymitch and Effie are waiting.
"How did it go?" Haymitch asks expectantly.
"Fine." I say and we sit in silence until Katniss come running past us, tears streaming down her face. We pound on her door for a good ten minutes before we decide to just talk to her at dinner. We go down to the dining hall and Effie goes to get Katniss. She comes down looking beautiful despite her red eyes.
"What happened?" Haymitch says angrily. Katniss looks down at her almost empty plate ashamed.
"I shot an arrow at the gamemakers." She almost whispers.
"YOU WHAT?" screams Effie. Haymitch just laughs.
"They wouldn't arrest my family would they?" asks Katniss almost in tears.
"No they will most likely make your life heck in the arena." Haymitch say calmly. This seems to relieve her, she even starts laughing. After dinner we go to the lobby of our quarters to watch the Capitols announcement of our scores. The careers do good and all score from eight to a ten. The kids from the other districts have varied scored but none bellow a five. Finally my face flashes on screen followed by an eight. An eight! I think excitedly, maybe I can make it farther than I thought in the games. I know I won't win, I've made up my mind that katniss is going to win, but maybe I can live long enough to make sure that happens. Katniss's face flashes on screen; anticipation feels the room as we wait for the score. It's an 11 Katniss has gotten the highest score, which will make her life a little harder in the arena.