The next morning, training was easier.
I was more comfortable, but I still felt those blue eyes on me.
Sure enough, every time I looked around I caught Tanner watching me.
He trained, yeah, but he didn't train as much as everyone else did.
Something was strange about him...In a good way.
He actually had your back and wasn't a liar like some...But I knew better than to trust any of the tributes.
When it came to the games, everyone was willing to do anything to make you get on their side, just so they could kill you off later.
Lying, flirting, standing up for you, teaching you---There were so many tricks they could pull on you to make you believe that they were the 'good guy'.
It's only when it comes down to just the two of you that figure out who is actually the 'good guy' in the situation.
When I came back from training, Finnick was ready to go.
We went down to the now emtpy training range and he gave me the daggers.
"Alright. First I wanna see how good you are with these." He says, handing me only three of them.
He walks over to the dummy and points to where he wants me to aim.
"Head, heart, neck." He says.
I nod and as he walks back over to me.
I wait til he's behind me to throw the daggers, making sure that I don't hit him by accident.
All of the daggers hit their correct marks and then I looked at Finnick who was grinning.
"You're very lethal with those things, aren't you?" He says grinning.
"I didn't know I was until the first time I tried." I say.
"Impressive." He says smiling. "Alright, lets move on then..."
He walks over to the tridents that are beside the swords and hands me one.
"This is gonna be a little bit trickier, but the trick to it is to aim just a little bit higher than you would with a dagger. You can use it in hand and hand combat, or you can throw it. Easy."
I look at the thing, almost studying it.
He smiles. "That's actually my choice of weapon."
I smirk looking at him. "I know."
Then I pick it up, feeling it's weight and thinkig about how much force I should use.
Then I aim and throw it at the dummy.
A little low, but it would've killed the person since it was so close to the heart, my target.
After a few more tries I got it and then Finnick was watching me.
"Let's see how you do in hand and hand combat." He says.
"Ok." I say.
He suddenly lunges at me and with a quick move, I'm out of the way and a good three feet from him.
"Good." He says smirking.
Then, all of a sudden, he lunges at me again, although this time, I don't move away.
His hands grip my wrists and I force my knee up to knee him in the stomach.
Loosening his grip, my wrists slip out and I squat down, swinging myself around to where my left leg hits hit ankles, sending him down on the ground.
Instantly, I'm on top of him, making sure that he can't move his legs and pinning his arms above his head, I smirk.
"You excel in almost everything." He says smirking. "And I like this position."
I blush a little and release him, but he turns me over pinning me to the ground, raising my hands above my head. "But I like this one more."
I giggle and smile at him. "Ok, Finnick."
He smiles and gets off of me, helping me up.
As we walk over to the elevator, I smile.
"Have you thought about what you're going to do for the gamemakers?" He asks.
"No, I'm not sure...." I say.
"Well, hand and hand combat won't be good enough because you won't have a real person to fight with...The daggers would probably impress them and I know that you're skilled with a bow." He says.
I blush looking down.
"Whatever you decide to do will impress them, trust me." He says winking as we get into the elvevator.
I smirk and we ride the elevator up to our room.
Mags and Caleb look to be playing some sort of card game and surprisingly, Caleb was winning.
As I watched them, Finnick led me over to sit on the couch beside him as they played, and I focused on their moves.