Today was training day, and Glimmer was more than prepared. She walked downstairs, ate some breakfast, and talked for a bit.
"Glimmer, you ready to go?" Marvel asked her in a bit of a pushy/excited tone.
Glimmer P.O.V.
"Yeah, let's go," I walked with marvel to where a woman was standing, around about 16 other tributes. "Okay, we're just waiting for: 6,7,and 12." The last few tributes joined them within minutes. "Since you're all here we are going to start training, most of you will want to grab a sword, but you cannot ignore the survival skills. Seeing that most of you will die of natural causes. Alright, begin." She dismissed us and I ran to a bow. I grabbed it and started to shoot the dummies in front of me, no not the other tributes. I pulled back the arrow, and then let go, bullseye.
"Nice shot," I heard from somewhere behind me.
"Thanks, I reply.
"I'm Cato by the way."
"Glimmer."
End P.O.V.
"You can continue your training now, I just thought it was interesting that you hit the bullseye on the first shot," he walked away casually to the sword station. "Anyone want to fight me?" No one answered him, but one girl.
"Sure, I will," Glimmer said in a sort of arrogant tone.
"I don't know sweetheart, I don't want to hurt you."
"Just give me the damn sword."
"Okay, I warned you." He was getting ready to swing at her, and show her who was really the boss, but she swung back too fast, she was good. Cato looked a little shocked that this little pretty blonde girl knew how to wield a sword as well as he did. He got a little off track, but continued to fight back, until he had her cornered with a sword near her throat.
"Get that damn sword away from my neck this instant." He did so.
"I told you you couldn't handle it," he said as the switched positions.
"Your point is?" She replied to him as she slyly put the sword against his neck.
"Really, really?"
"Yes, really."
"Well, I think you proved you aren't such a prissy Barbie as I thought," he said in a cocky tone.
"Well, I'm not a 'prissy Barbie', okay," she replied.