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Chapter 5
1 ReviewsApologies for taking quite a while with this chapter but the next one is when all the excitement begins :D
I knew that this last day before the Games would be essential. It could possibly be my last day in the outside world. The few hours of training I had left could change whether I win or not. Whether I make it out alive or not. Whether I become Mrs Howell or not.
I thought back to the night before, when Dan had kissed me. Wh exactly did it mean? Did he like me already sfter that brief talk we had? Being such a fangirl I obviously fell in love with him and his videos, but he barely knew me at all. I just wanted to understand why that had happened. I had become lost in my train of thought, when someone tapped my shoulder. It was Kathryn.
We had barely spoken since the reaping. When we got on the train to the Capitol, she had talked to me breifly. She had hugged me and told me everything was going to be ok. Even though we both knew it wouldn't be. One or maybe both of us was going to end up dead.
"Time to go to training" her voice sounded emotionless as she looked down at me sitting on the couch. She walked over to the lift and got in by herself. I watched her disappear from the closing doors and I had to wait to get in another elevator.
It felt like we were in the training hall for days rather than hours. I could feel myself slowly growing tired but I knew couldn't stop. If I did that would just be like letting someone else kill me in the arena. I used every piece of equipment, worked with every single trainer. I needed to do everything I could to make sure I survived the Games. But then I turned around to see my biggest concern. Lara.
Sword in hand, she swiftly stabbed, slashed and finally beheaded just about every mannequinn in sight. Smiling as she did so. The same menacing grin I noticed when she got chosen in the reapings. Everyone could quite clearly see that Lara was the strongest tribute, and she could see it herself. She loved knowing that she could easily kill us all in the Games if we got in her way. Lara was definitely the type of person to whom failure was not an option.
As we all sat in the dinning room having our very last meal together it then hit me that soon, only one of us would be alive. I could only hope that it would be me or Kathryn. I decided that since it could be my last night having a meal as good as this one, that I could take everything from the buffet. I ended up going back to the buffet to refill my plate. If this was going to be my final meal it might as well be a huge one. I was just relieved that Dan couldn't see me stuffing my face like this. But if we got marrid he would just have to get used to it.
After the massive dinner, I had just managed to drag myself up to my room. But the nerves took over me and I couldn't sleep at all. I tossed and turned in my bed before I eventually just lying down on the sheets, staring up at the ceiling. Loads of images passing through my mind. Dan's face, Lara's cruel smile, Dan's face, what the arena might look like, Dan's face, Kathryn, where I knew Mary from, Dan's face, Elen being so kind to me...and Dan's face again. I closed my eyes and I was brought back to the moment when our lips met. His eyes had stared right into mine and I could feel the warmth radiating off his skin as he leant forward to me. The kiss, was perfect. Our mouths formed around each other, in a gentle yet passionate way. I slowly drifted off into a dreamland in which, I didn't have to risk my life to become Dan's wife.
I thought back to the night before, when Dan had kissed me. Wh exactly did it mean? Did he like me already sfter that brief talk we had? Being such a fangirl I obviously fell in love with him and his videos, but he barely knew me at all. I just wanted to understand why that had happened. I had become lost in my train of thought, when someone tapped my shoulder. It was Kathryn.
We had barely spoken since the reaping. When we got on the train to the Capitol, she had talked to me breifly. She had hugged me and told me everything was going to be ok. Even though we both knew it wouldn't be. One or maybe both of us was going to end up dead.
"Time to go to training" her voice sounded emotionless as she looked down at me sitting on the couch. She walked over to the lift and got in by herself. I watched her disappear from the closing doors and I had to wait to get in another elevator.
It felt like we were in the training hall for days rather than hours. I could feel myself slowly growing tired but I knew couldn't stop. If I did that would just be like letting someone else kill me in the arena. I used every piece of equipment, worked with every single trainer. I needed to do everything I could to make sure I survived the Games. But then I turned around to see my biggest concern. Lara.
Sword in hand, she swiftly stabbed, slashed and finally beheaded just about every mannequinn in sight. Smiling as she did so. The same menacing grin I noticed when she got chosen in the reapings. Everyone could quite clearly see that Lara was the strongest tribute, and she could see it herself. She loved knowing that she could easily kill us all in the Games if we got in her way. Lara was definitely the type of person to whom failure was not an option.
As we all sat in the dinning room having our very last meal together it then hit me that soon, only one of us would be alive. I could only hope that it would be me or Kathryn. I decided that since it could be my last night having a meal as good as this one, that I could take everything from the buffet. I ended up going back to the buffet to refill my plate. If this was going to be my final meal it might as well be a huge one. I was just relieved that Dan couldn't see me stuffing my face like this. But if we got marrid he would just have to get used to it.
After the massive dinner, I had just managed to drag myself up to my room. But the nerves took over me and I couldn't sleep at all. I tossed and turned in my bed before I eventually just lying down on the sheets, staring up at the ceiling. Loads of images passing through my mind. Dan's face, Lara's cruel smile, Dan's face, what the arena might look like, Dan's face, Kathryn, where I knew Mary from, Dan's face, Elen being so kind to me...and Dan's face again. I closed my eyes and I was brought back to the moment when our lips met. His eyes had stared right into mine and I could feel the warmth radiating off his skin as he leant forward to me. The kiss, was perfect. Our mouths formed around each other, in a gentle yet passionate way. I slowly drifted off into a dreamland in which, I didn't have to risk my life to become Dan's wife.
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