IF I LIVED THE HUNGER GAMES
Chapter 4: “the training room”, part one
KATIA:
The Avox boy woke me up. I put on a light blue t-shirt, and a pair of brown Capri pants. My hair was, as always, pulled back in a ponytail. I don’t like it when its down, it gets in the way to often. Only when I sleep can I stand it being down.
Plex’s already standing out in the hall. I wave to him half-heartedly. No words were spoken between our corridor and the training room; half because the Avox boy’s tongue had been cut out, and half because I had nothing to say to Plex. At least not right now.
Once we got to the training room, Plex instantly went over by Hedda and Beo. That was normal; I didn’t expect him to stay by me. He has his friends, and I have mine. Plus, again, there wasn’t much for us to talk about now. I went over to knot tying. I guess that could be useful. But when I saw that Mido was there, I knew I probably wasn’t going to pay much attention. Mido was very funny, and normally had some pretty mean but hilarious observations of people, and the person teaching the class was a plump, green woman with orange hair. He said that she was one sexy piece of …I’m not even going to finish. Mido obviously was being sarcastic, and though it was cruel it still made me laugh. I think out of the seven knots she taught us, I remembered how to make one, and that was only because it was called the “69th” knot, which Mido also made a crack at, for reasons we all know.
After that, I went over and watched a quick seminar on fire starting with Masse, which this time I actually paid some attention. I figured even though it may seem easy to do on your own, you should still make sure you are doing it right. Next I went climbing techniques, which I spotted Berroe at. She was so shaken by this whole experience. But never the less, she was an excellent climber. Plex was at this class to, but he couldn’t get up the trunk of the fake tree like the rest of us could. Poor Plex, climbing is a useful skill.
Finally, I went over to archery. This would be my weapon of choice, just because I like the way it looks and feels. I grabbed the bow and shot my first arrow 20 feet from the target. I shoot almost a bulls-eye, now 40 feet, then 60. I was pretty good and archery! I hope I find a bow in the games, it would be very useful.
I felt a prickle on my sides. I turned around, and there was Aero, with a bow under his arm. “Your pretty good.” He smiled. I was, wasn’t I? “Thanks…what’s up?” I answered. “I have to talk with you for a moment…Its important.” Aero frowned.
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