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Rose POV
I yawned, reluctantly getting out of my bed. The second I got out, I regretted it. It was so cold. I was so tired. I couldn't fall asleep due to the imagines of the crowd. And their cheering. I was surprised that I wasn't half deaf. Or maybe it was because of the amount of cake I had at the celebration.
I put on the clothes that were laid out. Today was the first day out of the three for training. Not that I really needed it. It was mostly for the other districts, 3, and 5-12. I guess they wanted to make a show out of it. And show the Capitols strength. They wanted a show, to make the districts see how stupid they were. And I would give that to Papa.
I stretched my arms, then my legs. The outfit was well made. Loss enough to move freely, but not that loss in which it would get in the way. I pressed a button on my wall. It activated the speaker.
"Good morning, Miss. Snow. How may I help you?" A voice called out.
"I want breakfast. The usual." I ordered.
"Of course. It will be right up there." There was a click, and the speaker turned off. About half a minute later, it was there. I dug into the food: a type of sweet bread. Very soft, and chewy. There was a bit of glazing on it that melted in my mouth. Besides the bread, there was a cup of fruit; a mix of pineapple, honey-drizzled honeydew, grapes, and some clementine. Not a big breakfast, but certainly a good one.
I finished, then washed my face and brushed my teeth. After I was ready, I went into the elevator and went to the Training Center. Twelve had already arrived. I walked in, and then leaned against a wall, waiting for the other half. Soon they arrived. I ignored the stares of the other people in this competition. I listened to the woman speak, then went of to explore the stations.
Boring, boring, too tiring, not my type. What should I do? I finally ended up choosing the archery station. I touched the bows, and then finally chose a longbow. It was made with fine wood, and was flexible. Perfect. I grabbed it and then the took a few arrows. I shot the arrow, and then in the blink of an eye, had another one notched. One more blink and the arrow was flying through the air. Less than half a minute later, I had used up all my arrows.
I studied the results. All had punctured the dummy through the head or heart. I amiled to myself, then noticed the awkward silence. Turning around, I saw all, and I mean all, the people in the room staring at me. Trainers and tributes. Some had their mouths opened, others had admiration in their eyes. Most of the tributes though, had fear.
I think I over did it. When I started my lessons, my teachers all noticed the same thing; I wasquick to pick up subjects. In my fighting classes, my reflexes were top-notch. I could tell that she was surprised, but for some reason, the expression turned into one of understanding. She praised me. She said "Wondeful reflexes! Usually, only someone who has needed to survive would be able to react so quickly! You must be a genius! But, of course. You are the presidents daughter."
"What are you guys looking at?!" I snapped at the staring people. The trainers turned back, but I could feel some tributes staring at me, as I went on to knives, and then swords. The day ended with me sweating, pointing the tip of a practice sword to a trainers throat, and saying "You lost."
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