This chapter is longer than the pervious one... Again, sorry about that. I wanted this one to be longer, but it seemed the right place to stop. So, for the next chapter I'm going to change it up a bit and continue in Clove's pov. Sorry about any spelling and grammer errors I try! PLEASE review! Now, chapter 11

Chapter 11

Clove

"2 female," an automated voice called. I got up and headed into the training center. This was my time to shine; my goal was to be the best girl tribute. I was confident I could achieve that.

"Clove Jarman, district 2," I told the gamemakers who were sitting in a loft above the center.

They head gamemaker, Seneca Crane, nodded for me to start. I'd been planning what I was going to do for this since my name was called at the reaping. Me just throwing knives and hitting the target each time wasn't very impressive, I was doing speed work with knives and with a bow.

I took off toward the bows; I wasn't as good with a bow so I'd start with that. I grabbed a metal bow and strung an arrow. I sent it flying at the farthest target, then notched another one and sent it at the next target as fast as I could. When I ran out of arrows I sprinted over to the knives. I hit the button I had seen the trainer use earlier to make the dummies move. I picked up a knife and flung it at the farthest dummy. I didn't even stop to see if I'd hit. Before the first knife had hit the target, another one was already flying toward the next dummy. When I ran out of those knives, I pulled mine out and flung it at a target that was the whole way across the room, just for good measure.

I finally stopped to take a breath and see how I'd done. Each arrow had hit the bulls-eye, each knife had hit the dummies right where the heart would be. I smiled and went over to my knife, which had hit one of the sword dummies right where the heart should be. I took a bow and headed out. I knew with out looking that the gamemakers were dumbfounded. Everyone always was after I did speed workouts.

I left the training center and headed toward the elevator, but stopped. I had to find out if there were stairs anywhere. I walked around the bottom floor for a few minutes before I found a stair case. I knew there were stairs; Maybell was just too lazy to go find them.

I headed up them and exited on the second floor, I was guessing it was actually faster to take the stairs then the elevator.

I entered the apartment and was immediately meant by Lyme, "So? How did it go?'

"Really well, they were floored when I was done. I did my speed work."

She smiled and nodded, she'd seen my do my speed work outs many times, as had Brutus and Cato.

"Speed?" Cato asked, coming into the entrance hall.

"Speed," I confirmed. "Slice and dice?" I asked him. That was his most impressive sword workout. He would slice up dummies as fast as he could for two minutes. He usually killed around ten, maybe more dummies.

"Yep, fourteen."

"Nice job! Isn't that a personal best?"

"Yep."

A huge smile formed on my face and he pulled me into a tight hug. I drank in his warmth and strength. I always felt the safest when I was in his arms.

Are you guys even wondering how the others did?" Brutus asked us. I nodded and he led us into the living room. We sat and talked for about an hour before the anthem blared on the TV.

They flashed a picture of Marvel, then a number, nine. He did well; I bet he threw some spears. Next, they showed a picture of Glimmer. Her score was eight, not bad for a first timer.

Then they moved on to the good stuff, to us. First they flashed a picture of Cato, then the number ten. I hugged and congratulated him, best score so far.

Next they flashed my picture, then a number, ten. I smiled as relief filled me, no one was beating that. Cato was smiling at me, his normal icy stare completely dissolved. That was one of the strange traits of both of us; we were the toughest people imaginable in front of everyone but each other.

Next they showed the boy and girl from 3. I didn't pay much attention to what scores they got. Then they flashed a picture of Reese then an eight. Next was Odyssey, she managed to pull of a nine. I didn't pay attention to any of the others until they got to 12. The boy some how got an eight, not bad. Then came Fire Girl.

I watched as they flashed a picture of her, then a number. My mouth fell open, the number was an eleven.

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