Halter "Halt" Dren POV District 2

I woke up at 3 a.m. and got dressed in the peacekeeper-training outfit. I got up and jogged over to the training center and took out my key card. I swiped it across the scanner and then walked in the peacekeeper quarters. I then went to my locker, grabbed my training gun, and my belt with everything else. I went to the line and stood in attention as everyone else was. I trainer came out and looked at us toe to head. He stopped at me and glared at my scruffy brown hair.

"I thought I told you to comb your hair." He said with as much venom possible.

"I did, sir. It just didn't help." I replied.

"Let's just say ten push ups a day until you can figure out how to get it to look decent." He said looking me in the eye.

"Fine but, why ten I mean, I could do a hundred without breaking a sweat." I said he glared at me. "Just thought you were tougher, sir." I replied to his glare.

"I meant ten push ups for everyone. Since there is thirty people in here, you might want to get started." He stated. I shrugged thinking he probably didn't even know how much push-ups I had to do.

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I dropped off my stuff in my locker and started walking home. I saw a few kids with black eyes, bruises, and cuts. I recognized them from the fight I started yesterday. And yes I started it. I smiled and waved at them, which received some not to flattering hand gestures. I kept walking and she appeared out of nowhere.

"She is right you do have amazing eyes." Fifa said.

"What? Who? Huh?" I said confused. Ffia was Cliff's best friends little sister.

"You have amazing eyes. There like blue with golden specks around them. Andrea told me that, and as for the huh part I don't know what to be confused about." She explained. Then she just turned and left. When I got home I got out my reaping clothes. I looked at them thinking that if I got reaped I would conquer. I then pulled on my black dress shirt with my crimson red tie. I then put on my black jeans and my dress shoes. I thought of how next time I go to a reaping I might be a peacekeeper.

I went downstairs and grabbed the milk.

"What are you making?" Bryce asked. Bryce, my twin brother. He was such a jerk and that is probably why I hate him. I didn't reply as I usually don't and Cliff, my little brother made the usual joke.

"So Halter the finally cut out your tongue. What ever you did I hope it was worth being an Avox." Cliff said as I predicted.

"Get some new jokes, Cliff." Durnie said from the top of the stairs.

"Get a life." Cliff replied.

"I to busy at work. What's your excuse?" She asked sarcastically. I rolled my eyes and walked out of the house ignoring Bryce's remarks.

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I stood with the other eighteen year olds who were torn being excited this was our last year or nervous about how many slips are in their with our names on them. I looked over to a bunch of giggling girls looking and pointing at me. They were so shallow that I was probably only the 'hot strong' guy to them. I saw Bryce a few feet in front of me and went to move away walking into a peacekeeper. He turned around and it turned out to be Arthur, a guy that was in my training class last year.

"Hey, Halter! How's it going? Have you find your way to prove yourself yet?" He asked.

"Prove myself?" I asked confused.

"Didn't you know you have to do something to prove yourself before you can be a peacekeeper." He replied.

"No, I didn't know th-"the mayor cut me off before I finished my sentence. He nodded then walked away. How in the world was I going to prove myself worthy of the job? I was think so hard I missed the speech and the girls reaping. I looked up to see who would get chosen when I realized this is how I would prove myself. I sucked in a breath and shouted…

"I volunteer!"

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"Why? Why?" my family took turns asking. I didn't answer them.

"Guys, could I have a moment with him alone?" Durnie asked. They nodded and left knowing that she's the only one with a chance of getting a reply out of me. "Why?" she asked when the door shut behind them.

"I need to prove myself to become a peacekeeper." I replied.

"Do you think you'll die?" She asked monotone.

"I know that it can go both ways." I replied just as bland.

"That's all I need to know." She said walking out.