Cyrus Redick, 18, D7M

"Come on Cyrus, Aimee said we need to get there early!" Demi yells as I finish throwing on the training sessions clothes. It has my name as the back and has a 'number seven'. Aimee is our mentor, she won the games four years ago when she was fifteen by killing her victims stealthily. "I'm coming out!" I yell out. As I leave the room, there's Demi, outside waiting for me. She looks beautiful as always, she gives me a weird look. "Erm Cyrus. Stop staring at me you weirdo." She scoffs and then turns to walk out the door. Despite the way she treats me I'm still smitten with her. When we were younger, like little kids we used to be friends but then she ditched me once we got into our teenage years. She just didn't like my 'ways'. So I'v e had no friends but I still have a crush on her. Yea I know it's stupid but that's just life I guess.

We are one of the first ones at the training center. The only two that beat us are District twelve and District four. The boy from District twelve looks nervous, the girl looks like she's about to faint and the boy and girl from four looks excited (not surprising considering they are careers). Slowly more and more tributes come down until everyone is there. Then Atla walks in the center of all of us and begins a speech.

The speech drones on for about five minutes and then she parts with. "Best of luck tributes."

Patrica Shaw, 16, D8F

The careers immediately go the most dangerous looking weapons. The boy from four takes a spear and throws it at a dummy, hitting it squarely in the chest. The boy from district two goes to the throwing knive section and starts throwing them at the dummies, immediately hitting all the vital spots, the head, chest, neck. I'm actually intimidated. I realize I'm just standing there idly and decide I should learn to do something.

I go to the axe station, of course the two tributes from District seven are there but they seem to be... arguing? I go closer and year the boy from seven. "Why don't you want to be in an alliance? I thought we were friends!" The girl from seven then scoffs and pushes him away from her in the chest, scowling. "That friendship ended five years ago 'bad boy'." The boy from seven looks startled and then angry, before he can do anything I step between them.

"Hey listen weirdo, she's obviously ditching you. So piss off." The boy from seven looks like he's going to attack me, as if I slapped him. He then sighs, turns and walks away. I don't know why I did that. I usually don't do that, I guess it's because I'm scared, or angry. I take an axe from the rack and angrily throw it at a dummy. It hits the dummy right in the chest. I'm surprised by this accuracy. The girl looks at me. "Hey, my name is Demi. Sorry about my district partner, he's such a creep. His name is Cyrus, just ignore him." Demi says with a smile. I nod, still surprised by my surprising skill with the axe. "My name is Patrica." I reply.

Demi gives me a look and then grins. "So do you want to be in a alliance? We can be like the axe buddies." She says rather cheerfully. I smile and nod, I really need an alliance. I can't do this by myself. We then start throwing axes together.

Mitchel John, 17, D2M

I grin to myself as I finish throwing the knives that were accurate of course. I'm with the other careers and we start chatting. I like these guys, they seem like a cool bunch. Especially that boy from four, he has a certain brutality that the boy from one doesn't have despite his skills in weapons. I start chatting with the boy from four as he continues throwing spears at the dummies. "So you're dad's a victor huh?" I ask him. He grins and nods, obviously proud, I guess he just wants to carry on the family name.

We are then called to lunch. I see the boy from district ten limping. I smile and bash him in the shoulder as I walk past. "Aww? Bad leg ten?" I snicker and the rest of the careers laugh with me. Yep, this is going to be a fun games.

Kim Shae, 13, D3F

I sigh as I sit at the lunch table. Ben made it clear he doesn't want to ally with me, who does? I'm just a little girl who no one wanted to volunteer for, I'm practically worthless. I sit at the table and start eating lunch, at least the Capitol food is cheering me up a little bit. I won't survive without an alliance and here I am. All by myself. I think to myself as I finish eating some of my food. I spent the whole training session in the survival courses and the agility, learning first aid, learning how to climb and setting traps etc. If I can't fight then I'll definitely be able to survive.

And then out of nowhere the boy from twelve sits opposite me. Robert Xavier was his name, I have a really good memory. He starts eating his lunch. "Hey." He says to me. I give a weak smile back and say back to him. "Oh hey Xavier." He can tell I'm feeling down, who wouldn't be? Here we are, being locked in a fight to the death with people we don't know. "So I saw you doing some survival stuff, you're pretty good at it. I could use a girl like you." He says with a grin.

I can't believe it. An alliance?

I smile at him. "I'd love to be your ally."

Nothing else interesting happens.