Training time! Can Glimmer do anything with a weapon? Read on to find out! I know spelling and grammer probuly stink, but I try so please don't kill me! I appercate ANY feedback, good or bad! Now, chapter 8

Chapter 8

Glimmer

"I'm glad we get to have them as out allies," I said to Marvel during breakfast the day after the parade.
"We don't know that yet. Cato is kina the unsaid leader, he decides who's in the alliance. I don't know if he'll pick you, Clove didn't seem to like you," he replied.

"What gave you that impression?" I asked.

"Come on Glimmer; please tell me you didn't notice who she rolled her eyes when you said you were hoping someone would volunteer. Or who mad she was when you said you hadn't trained at all."

"I didn't notice, ok?"

"No, not ok," Cashmere said, coming in. "You need to know your enemies, you need to get into that career group. No matter what it takes, have them teach you for all I care."

"Time for you two to go down to the training center," Gloss told us. We both nodded and headed toward the door.

"I'll take you down," Renee called in her always happy voice.

"No!" Marvel and I cried in unison. We were not getting escorted down to the training center. It was on the same floor as out apartment, we were fine.

We walked out of the apartment and across the hall to the training center. When we entered, it took my breath away. The place was basically a huge gym, with a few improvements. There were weapons, dummies, and targets all over the place. On the far side there was what looked to be a huge obstacle course. I could also see tons of survival stations, I had a feeling we weren't going to be using those.

Most of the tributes were already there, I saw Cato and Clove near the back. They were looking intimidating, as always. The head trainer seemed to be getting impatient, I wondered who was missing.

"Hi Cato, hi Clove," I called to them. Clove scowled, but turned to face me.

"Hi Marvel. Glimmer, I'll help you learn how to use a bow, if you want to know," she practically spat at me. Someone had forced her to do that, she hadn't made her own choice.

"Sure, sounds great," I replied.

"Exactly the response I was hoping not to get," she muttered. I ignored her and turned to face the head trainer who was starting her speech.

"Welcome, I'm the head trainer," she told us. "It's my job to teach you how to stay alive in the arena. Most of you will want to grab a sword or knife first, don't. It's more likely that you will die of natural causes in the arena than another tribute. Go ahead, get started, but don't say I didn't warn you."

I heard a snicker next to me and turned to see Cato and Clove trying to contain their laughter at the trainer. They obviously thought it was more likely that one of the other tributes would die from their sword or knife than natural causes. I couldn't blame them; we'd all seen pervious Hunger Games, most people dies in the initial blood bath.

Clove nodded to me and I followed her to the archery station. She grabbed one of the metal bows from the pile of wood, plastic or something else ones. She strung an arrow, pulled the string back, and aimed at the farthest target. She let the string go and the arrow flew and hit the target in the bulls-eye. My mouth fell open, that was impressive.

"Now you try," she said, tossing the bow to me. I barley caught it, but somehow managed to.

I notched an arrow and pulled the string back, just as I had seen her do. It wasn't as easy as you might think, the string was tight. I aimed at the nearest target. I felt a calm rush over me, like I'd never felt before. I let the bow string go and hit the target, right of the bulls-eye.

"Not bad, for a first try. But it was probably beginners luck. Try again," she half congratulated me.

I grabbed another arrow, and pulled the string back again. I aimed at the target, only this time a bit I aimed a little to the left of the center.

I let the string go and hit the target dead center. A small grin passed over Clove's face, but was gone as soon as it had come. I grabbed another arrow and aimed at a farther target this time. Each time I shot I got more comfortable with the bow. It ended up being fun.

Next thing I knew, Clove was next to me, her own bow in hand. She was shooting like a manic, going as fast as she could. It was impressive, seeing her move so fast while still hitting all the targets dead center. A buzzer sounded that told us it was time for lunch.

I put the bow down and headed toward the cafeteria. It was painted white, with white tiled floor as well. We went to the buffet and then sat down at the center table where Cato and Marvel were already waiting for us.

"How was Miss I-didn't-train?" Marvel asked. Why couldn't he quit calling me names?

"Actually, not as bad as I'd expected. She must have it in her blood or something, because there's no way someone can go into training on the first day and do that good," Clove replied. I smiled proudly, that was as close to a complement as I was going to get from Clove.

"My parents both trained, but never had to volunteer," I explained. It was kind of in my blood. Plus, my mom used a bow.

"Good, so you can come help us evaluate other tributes after lunch?" Cato asked.

We both nodded. Cato laughed at something. I turned around, thinking some other tribute behind me had tripped or something. When I saw nothing, I knew he was laughing at me.

"I meant Clove, not you," he confirmed. I shrugged and continued to eat. Marvel just stared at the floor, like he was embarrassed by me.

When we were done we headed back into the training center. Cato and Clove went off to who knows where watching other tributes. I continued to practice with a bow until I thought I had it pretty well. By that time, it was time to go. I would ask them about their decisions about the career pack tomorrow, which was another day of training.

I went back to the apartment and was immediately meant by Cashmere. "So, did you learn anything?"

"Yeah, Clove taught me how to use a bow. She said I wasn't as bad as she expected, which is a complement is coming from her."

Cashmere started to say something, but I pushed past her into my room. I was tiered from training all day so I fell onto the bed and was out like a light.

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