I was really excited to watch the training scores on TV tonight. I quickly put my hair up in a high ponytail, and put on my pink and black, polka dotted pj’s. Then I went to join Casey and Lucinda in the living room. I already knew that my score was a 10, but outside was where the rest of the island sponsors were, waiting to see who they should bet on. Once the announcer came on, the crowd below started screaming, meanwhile my legs started shaking.
After the Zeus’s cabin tributes got their scores of 7 and 8, next was River. I hadn’t even got a chance to talk to her yet. “What a great friend you are.” I told myself.
“River, with a score of... 6”
“Not bad.” I said inside my head.
And Jeffrey, with a score of... 13.”
Outside, the crowd roared. That was the highest score so far.
After Cabins 3, and 4, it was finally my turn.
“Claire, with a score of... 10. And Casey with a score of... 11.”
Once again, my ears were ringing from the screams of the people of Charmoose Island. I felt so proud of all the scores. Even though River only managed to get a 6, that was pretty good for her. I don’t mean to offend her, but she isn’t the best when it comes to fighting and stuff. She’s the girl who has the brains. I mean come on- together we make the perfect duo.
Once I zoned back into reality, I felt someone leaning against me.
“Good job, Claire.” Casey said from beside me.
“You too.” I replied.
That night, Casey walked with me back to our rooms.
“Scared?” He asked me as he sat down on my bed.
“Yes! I can’t even sleep at night. Tonight is going to be the worst, because tomorrow is our last day before the Games.” I answered nervously. “You?”
“Same.” Casey stuttered. “Well, get some sleep.”
“You too. Goodnight.”
I dreamed I was in the arena. Freezing, and alone. I had this horrible cut down the side of my face, so my vision was blurry. All I could see was someone standing over me with a sword in her hand. The sword was a faint red. I hoped that wasn’t my blood, but I knew that wasn’t true. I wondered where River was. Then I looked up and saw her in the sky, along with everyone else- Casey and Jeffrey. Once their pictures vanished, the girl standing over me turned her head back at me. I stood up and started to run. I wondered where my bow was. Then I saw arrows whizzing past my head. Since there was only one bow in the Games, I knew someone had stolen my bow and quiver somehow. Then the worst thing happened. As I was running, someone shot an arrow and hit the back of my right knee. I fell and hit the ground with my head. Then I looked up and saw the girl with her sword, about to slice me in half.
I woke up screaming, “Don’t kill me!!!!” My heart was pounding harder than ever. I was scared, so I ran to the only person I could find, Casey.
“What’s wrong with you?” He said as he sat up on his bed.
“Bad dream, thats all.” I whimpered.
“Oh. Well, wanna head down to the training centre? Today we have a choice on whether or not we want to go. River told me she and Jeff weren’t going. C’mon? Extra help can’t hurt.”
I hated training today. Half of the tributes had decided to take the day off, so there were only 6 tributes in the training centre. There were 6 trainers in the building today, so that meant that each of us had our own individual trainer. I got some person named Elysa. Elysa told me to focus on my survival skills for this morning, so I decided to start with camouflage.
Camouflage is supposed to make you blend in. Meanwhile, I was just making myself more visible. I mixed up the paint and painted my forearm a bright blue, instead of brown.
After a long morning, I decided to take the afternoon off. Instead of going to training again, I fell asleep for the rest of the day. Thankfully, I had no dreams.
I woke up and put on my arena outfit. It included a plain black t-shirt, brown running pants, and a forest green jacket. Today was a day of optional training, so Casey and I were going to lay low. Casey left shortly after breakfast, so I was left alone in the room to watch my favorite cartoons with a big bowl of popcorn. Might as well die happy.
The next morning, I woke up at 6 o'clock on the dot. Just in time to get prepared for breakfast. I put my hair into a fishtail braid and headed to the dining room.