For the hundredth time that day my knife takes the dummy square in the forehead. The morning is just like the other days of training but after lunch we all go impress the Gamemakers in our private sessions, and I intended to get the highest score. I look at the boy from district three who's next to me who can't even hit the dummy from ten feet away. I laugh out loud at his next attempt as he throws a knife at the dummy and misses but a mile. He doesn't hesitate. He turns and runs from the knife throwing station. Such a fool, I think. I head to sword fighting station scaring away a few tributes how were there just a second ago. While I spar with an Avox, my mind wanders to my mother and her games. I remember her score, a ten. She did everything the average Career should do. She fought at the Corncupia, she allied with the other Careers, she split with them. Why couldn't she have won? If she had won I would've lived in a fancy home in Victor's Village and I would still have a mother. My dad told me she was an amazing woman. Throughout my childhood I wanted to meet her, I wanted to kill that man Chaff, but most of all I wanted to win the Games. To follow in her footsteps. The only difference is that I wouldn't follow the exact same path as her. I would win the Hunger Games I wouldn't lose to anyone. The noise of the Avox's sword falling to the ground snaps me back to reality. "One more time." I say.
After lunch were called in to the gym on by one. Eli goes first, fifteen minutes later Ninian goes in. Then Anthony then, then me. I orient myself as I enter the gym. I take a quick glance at the Gamemakers. Most of them look attentive but a few of them look drunk and more concerned with the massive meal in front of them. I don't hesitate when I walk in. I head straight over to the knife throwing station, never missing the small bulls eye that I aim for. This is to easy and some of the Gamemakers are starting to get bored so I need to do something to get the command attention that slowly slips away from them. I belt several knives and break into a fast run, throwing the knives as I run. On my last knife I leap to the side and roll, as I come up I hurl my knife causing it to land in the forehead of the dummy. I'm done the knives now and I plan on showing them my skills with the sword. I request three sparing partners and in about two minutes they are all disarmed. Now to my greatest skill, my skill in hand to hand combat. As I walk over to the sandbag for me to hit, a few are beginning to lose focus on me and drift back to there massive meal. The second my right foot connects with the bottom of the bag they snap back to watch me. The noise is loud and my long hours of training in the old martial art called Muay Thai will finally pay off. Every time one of my limbs connect with the bag there's a massive boom. I continue to hit the bag before getting ready for my big finish. What I'm about to do I've only done a two times back home, yet I'm confident I can do it again. I brace myself and bring my right foot as hard as I can into the middle of the sandbag there's a earth-shattering boom and the sandbag splits right in half from the shear power of my roundhouse kick causing sand to spill all over the floor. The Gamemakers sure do look surprised. "You may go now miss Corrat." The head Gamemaker says. I give a respectful nod and leave the gym.
I sit on the couch, so filled with anticipation that I can barley sit still. Brutus said that my score will be high, but I don't think I've ever been this nervous before. Eli's arrogant face is first. A nine. Ninian perfect face comes next accompanied by a nine. Anthony gets an eight and then... A ten! The highest so far! My prep team is squealing and Brutus pats me on the back. Just as we're turning back to the screen Shangren's face is being shown and his score... He scored a ten like me. My happiness at my ten is now completely destroyed by this boy. A ten! The same score as mine! I'm still fuming when district seven shows up. A ten as well. This is really starting to piss me off. District eight through ten are all low. None above a five. District eleven pulls a nine and so does district twelve's boy. For the first time throughout the scores I look over to Anthony. The emotion on his face is beyond fury he has the lowest score of the Careers so I can see why he would be mad but no one will be able to understand my fury of tying with Shangren and district seven. "Congratulations Enobaria! Now go to bed, you need your rest, tomorrow we'll figure out your angle." Brutus says.
I awake to Timphany's squeaky voice telling me to wake up. I go down and eat breakfast while waiting for Brutus to finish. "Alright Enobaria, your going to spend four hours with Timphany and another four with me. Timphany will work on how you'll present yourself and I'll work on your angle. Same goes to you Anthony, you'll work with Elizabeth first." I don't really know what Timphany will teach me but I'm definitely not eager to learn. The next four hours weren't as bad as I expected. Where a dress, walk in tall shoes, and smile. All which I accomplish rather easily. "Your brilliant!" He squeaks. Turns out working with Brutus is even easier. The first few minutes Brutus just looks at me before speaking. "Enobaria, I think I know what we're going to do with you. Your naturally intimidating so I want you to be a cold blooded killer throughout the interview." He begins to act like Caesar Flickerman, the interviewer of the Hunger Games, and all I had to do has be myself and I was good.
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