Chapter 6: Private
The next morning I had been woken up by Siria. I did the same routine as yesterday, shower, cloth myself, and then make my way to the training center. Today
we could do whatever skill we pleased…including weapons. I started out at the fire station so I could perfect it. I had made a couple or so fires then made my
way to the archery station. I really didn't know how to shoot but the trainer at that station taught me. I missed every time, this was humiliating. Next I went to
the knife throwing station, I had thrown a knife which made it into the neck of a dummy, I was surprised I had actually done that. I threw another one but this
time it almost hit the boy from 7. He glared at me then went back to "playing" with his axe. Next I went to the spear station. I was a modest success; the first
spear, I had got into the head, the second in the chest, and the third on the thigh. I had felt accomplished when one of the careers scoffed with jealousy. I
walked away trying not to show off anymore so I wouldn't be a target. I went back to the trap making to make sure I hadn't lost my kills, which I needed a little
review on.
Caesal Tromphion, the head game maker had blown a whistle, indicating it was time for lunch. I had sat by myself since it looked like Ada had already made
some friends. Afterwards I had remembered the 9s but time was up and we had to go back to our suites to relax for the rest of the day. For the rest of the day
I sat in front of the Hologram TV watching nothing but soap operas since that and Hiro Flickerman's interviews with previous victors were on. I had begun to
doze off when Siria had wanted to go over strategies with me and Ada. "Though I do not know what arena that the game makers will give you, I will tell you
about common knowledge. First of all, all the supplies will be at the cornucopia which there will be a bloodbath there so I would spend a maximum of a minute
there. Many tributes get pulled into their not knowing the surprises it holds. Four years ago during my games, We were in a savannah with a single tree in the
middle, of course the careers had colonized there but I stayed in a nearby burrow made from large mole rats that I had to kill". Ada shrieked a little because I
knew for a hard fact she loved animals, she was planning on moving to 10 even though moving from one district to another is rare.
"Anyway, every night I would kill off one career by one, them of course not knowing what had hit them. The last one I killed was the girl from 1. She was very
aware and she had cut my throat, but not deep enough to actually harm me. But my point is, stay out of the career's way". "How did you survive?" I asked "You
were the second victor of district 3, but your mentor had killed herself." "Well I just followed my instinct." She said. "Now you to get rested since you guys will
do private training and receive your training scores. Later you will then have interviews with Hiro Flickerman." I wondered why we were getting in bed so early,
it was only- 7 pm, I hadn't realized that we had been talking that long. I and Ada had both nodded then made our ways to our room.
That night I had dreamt about both me and Ada dying in the bloodbath, seeing my death portrait in the sky. The next morning, I had woken up by myself. In
fact I had to wake up Ada. We made our way to the basement of the training center. District 9 and District 12 tributes were already here, then the careers
came down laughing and plotting. After 10 minutes they had started calling names. I had whispered to Ada "What are you going to show them?" " I am going
to camouflage myself then I was going to throw some knives, how about you?" "I was going to make a few fires then throw some spears." "Cool" she had said.
Iunia Shimm. The girl from district 1 had walked in. 10 minutes later she walked out. Calix Bastion. A blonde haired guy with green eyes about 16 years old
walked in. Crag Oreta, Terra Odius, Ada Pascal, Then me…