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District 5 train rides

Jonas's POV

I feel so many emotions right now that I didn't even know existed! I keep on thinking about how scared I am for myself. But more than anything, I'm scared for my sister. If I die, she won't have me to watch out for her anymore. My thoughts are interrupted by the slamming of a door. I look up to see our mentor Talia walking in.

When she looks at us she stops in her tracks and just stares.

"They seriously couldn't do any better." Says our mentor disgusted. "I'm stuck with a little 12 year old and a disfigured girl." She says this as she sits down.

"I'm not 12, I'm 14." I respond angrily.

"And I'm not disfigured! I lost my arm in an explosion." My district partner says.

"I see that you got a bad doctor." Says our mentor.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Asks my district partner sounding angrier by the second.

"It means that your arm, or what's left of it, basically a stump, looks atrocious! They should've been able to make it look better than that." She says.

Argent, my district partner fires back.

"I know that my arm looks awful. I've seen it. It's not like we don't have mirrors back in five." She says angrily before chucking her meat cutting knife so that it sticks into the wall right next to Talia's arm.

Talia tries to look like she isn't startled, but she obviously is.

"And I don't care if you won your little Hunger Games and are supposed to mentor us. I would like to see you looking just like me." She says before sitting back in her chair.

"Well aren't you feisty." Says our mentor.

"And you. What do you have to say? Is their anything special about you? Anything that can help you in the games?" Says our mentor talking to me.

"Well I know how it feels to be alone." I say.

"Oh really. Why is that?" Asks our mentor.

"Because I'm an outcast. People think I'm crazy." I say.

"That's good. Crazy works in the arena. Why do they think that you're crazy?" She asks.

"Because I'm so protective of my sister and if anyone touches her, it's doom for them." I say.

"So why are you so protective of your sister?" She asks me a question again.

"Because someone has to look out for her." I say before everything else spills out. "She's blind and gets picked on a lot. One time, some bigger guys even hurt her." I say.

"Oh great. It looks like we're the sob story district this year. Yay!" Says our mentor with no enthusiasm. She starts to leave.

"Hey, where are you going?" I say going after Talia.

"Don't you see it? You're hopeless. I'm not going to waste my time on you two. And I wouldn't recommend that you try to figure it out either. All that that creates is stress. Just, enjoy the capitol I guess." Our mentor leaves us with these word before she slams the door behind her.

"Well it looks like we'll just have to do this on our own." I say too Argent.

"I didn't want her hel panyways." She says. Their's a long silence after this. Finally Argent breaks the silence.

"You know, we don't have to be completely on our own. We could be allies." She says looking at me.

I think about it for a second. This girl seems trustworthy and she's older.

"Sure." I respond. Argent smiles at me and comes over to give me a hug. I awkwardly try to reposition for the hug because of her missing arm. I've always been the comforter, so it feels good to have someone comfort me for a change.

After this embrace we both sit down on the couch.

"So what's next?" I ask.

"Well first off I think that we should see who our competition is." She says.

"Sounds good to me." I respond.

We both go to watch the reapings.

When District 5 comes up and I'm reaped, I start to tear up as I see my sister screaming and me rushing over to say some last words to my parents and my beloved little sister. Argent puts her arm around me to comfort me.

After the reapings are over, we talk about the tributes.

"Their are tons of volunteers this year!" Argent exclaims.

"Yeah, and a lot of older, bigger tributes." I say.

"Hey, don't worry. We stand as good of a chance as any of them." Argent comforts.

"Maybe you, but not me. You're older and I'm just a 14 year old." I say feeling increasingly less confident in myself.

"But I could argue that I only have one arm." Says Argent. "See no matter if you're old or young, tall or short, reaped or volunteered, we all have weaknesses. Everybody, even the careers. So cheer up." Says Argent.

"I never thought about it that way, but I guess it's true. Maybe you and I do stand a chance. Maybe one of us can win." I say. Argent smiles.

"It's worth a shot." She says.

I hope that you enjoyed this chapter! Here are the questions-

Will District 5 make a strong alliance?

Did your opinions change about Argent, or Jonas, or both?