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Chapter 13: The Private Training Sessions


I awake with a start, my ears ringing. Shaking my head violently, I notice a small ring. My ring. Slipping it on, I get all dressed up in my private training session clothes. It's a turtleneck sweater jacket thingy that's blue and black with matching leggings. The pants look exactly like the normal training center pants, except for the fact that the stripes are blue instead of red. I pull my hair up into a simple, straight ponytail and run over to Max's room. "Ready Max?" I ask through the door. "Right here, Chia," He replies. I whip my head around to see he's right behind me. We laugh and jog to the training center. I shoot Sparrow a death stare as we join Ash in the waiting area, taking a seat. The names are being called out slowly. First up is... "Ashley Hamptons. Please enter the training center." Says the robotic voice. I shoot her a thumbs up and she smiles back, then swings open the doors and disappears. Five minutes later, Thorn is called out. I swipe a look a clock. It's been 17 minutes since Thorn was called in. I wonder what happened. Then, the announcement interrupted my thought. The microphone goes, "Chia Nights." I stand up, brushing dust off my thighs, and I collectively walk through the door. I take a deep breath and walk over to the knives station. I don't really know what to do; I'm used to procrastination. I look around, trying to find something interesting. I don't really see much; but then I spot a machine that wasn't there before. I gulp. Before I approach it, I look up at the game makers, all stumbling and laughing loudly. Suddenly, the guy with dark black hair in the front stops laughing and yells, "HURRY UP!"
I then mockingly laugh back and squint my eyes at him. "I would, but I can't if you're acting like an insolent fool, Mr. Ghent." I respond with a snarl.
Leo Ghent sticks his tongue out like a 6 year old child and patiently copes while watching.
I turn back around and take a collective breath. I then approach the machine in the middle. The walls are transparent. Inside, the door shuts and locks. I am stuck in here now. Suddenly, an animatronic voice instruct me to choose my mode. I approach the white desk like structure with a built in screen. I click "Throwing Knives" and "Hard". The ground suddenly opened up and the desk thing disappeared. I gasp in nervousness as one piece of the wall contracts and opens up, holding a plate with an array of knives. I smirk and grab a handful. The plate goes back in and suddenly, an orange figure starts to run to me. I gasp in shock and throw my knife at it in confusion. I smile as the knife hits the virtual dummy right in the chest, and disappears. But that wasn't the end. An army of more come charging at me from all different directions. I run forward and duck and two virtual dummies collide into one another. I then rapidly throw knives wherever I see one. It all lasts about 5 minutes. I then walk out of the crazy machine, panting, gasping for air. To my surprise, the game makers weren't even watching! I'm only District 2 and they are already going crazy.

"Hey!" I shout at them.

No response.

"HEY!" I yell, even louder. Again, no one hears me.

"WE WORK SO HARD FOR YOU GUYS AND THAT ISN'T ENOUGH? WE ARE LIKE YOUR SERVANTS! WE TRAIN HARD TO IMPRESS YOU AND ALL YOU DO IS TAUNT AND TEASE US? PANEM ISN'T GROWING THANKS TO YOU. YOU WANT TO MAKE PANEM A BETTER PLACE? WELL START BY TREATING US RIGHT!" I scream at the top of my lungs. The entire Capitol heard that.

Leo stares at me with cold, menacing eyes. I stare back, intensely.

"You are dismissed, young lady," Leo announces.

I smash the knives on the ground and angrily stomp to the elevator.

Oh.
My.
God.

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