Careers of district 1 their habbits, and codes

Darren Colin Dublin Age 14 District 1
After I speared a few times, and after I stayed up all night you would think that I would be more angry ,and frustrated ,but the fact is that was just not my personality. I calmed down. I was in a good mood. Like usual when I waited for the peacekeepers to take away the dummies ,and supply new ones I smile at them. This is the Darren that I am used to that every one is used to. The friendly one.

All of a sudden I hear soft foot steps. At first I think they are Sami's ,but I turn around ,and they are Scars. A quick frown hits my face. I knew that I was too young ,but I also knew that my looks were pretty decent that should have outweighed the age difference. I guess it does not. My grin comes back ,but smaller than before. I still had that warm feeling from before. Not as much though. I smiled as I walked up to Scar. I can tell she is looking around wondering the same thing that I was. I speak up when I get 2 yards away from her." Yeah I know the hot head is not here first today. Surprise surprise I would think that he would have been here extra early since yesterday, but eh I suppose we all handle our lost a different way." Ugh I can already tell my jokes are worse than yesterdays I hope she can't tell. I really just hope maybe we can start as friends again ,and work our way up. There was still a chance , but then that question crosses my mind. We were not even friends yesterday. Yikes. I went too far way too quick. Just then Phenon walked in with blood on his face. I grabbed Scar ,and turned her around as in look. My mouth was open for a second then it closed. Really I thought how did Phenon get in a fight that quickly. "Does that answer your question." I say as I back away. I was ready for Phenon to charge at me. I knew he would I knew I deserved it for whacking him yesterday. A part of me wanted to be whack ,and fight Phenon to show him that I was not the kid that he thought I was.
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"Does that answer your question?" That is the first thing Phenom heard after walking into the academy. He could hardly see one foot in front of him. How he had made it to the academy without getting lost was beyond him. His face was dripping a lot of blood so he figured the cut must be very deep. He did not think his sister had any fight in her, but obviously he was so wrong. He concluded that she must of heard him call her a worthless human being last night and waited until the morning to strike back. His parents look surprised that his sister attacked him, but he thought it was all an act and that his parents probably didn't even punish her at all. The next time he is in his home he will make his sister pay for attacking him like that. If she really wanted to hurt him then she should come to the academy and actually train instead of staying at home. "Are you okay?" He assumed Scarlette said the words since Darren was the one who ironically enough seem to hate him the most. "I am as okay as I have ever been. I am perfectly fine.
He knew both of them wouldn't believe him, but it was worth a shot to show he didn't care about his wound on his face.

"Phenom what game are you playing even I who I am sure you know by now I am just Fond of you even I can tell that you are injured pretty badly on your face." Interesting. So the kid was fond of him. Phenom did not expect such a declaration from the kid after everything that has gone done between them. Especially since it was Darren's temper that led to what seems like a friendship with Scarlette, but he was still extremely fuzzy on that. Then the rest of the sentence both before and after his declaration of Darren's fondness hit him. He didn't think he was playing any sort of game at all. The knife cut did not bother him in the slightest. He was used to getting wounds like that in training and constantly being patched up for the said wounds helped Phenom get used to them. Not that they didn't hurt him which it did, but at this point he was used to it so he didn't bother showing the pain on his face. Besides he needed to show both of them that he had built up a resistance to pain. He knew that the wounds he has received and the ones he will get in the future will hurt, but whether he allowed the pain to show or not would determine how strong he appeared in their eyes."Don't worry about me. Really I am fine. This cut you see on my face is nothing.