One Track Mind (Gaby)
Oct 5, 2016 15:12:26 GMT -5
Post by uwu on Oct 5, 2016 15:12:26 GMT -5
Cause You gotta be bigger, be faster, be stronger If your gonna survive any longer In this lifetime, it better be the right time The first time might be your last time Am I a failure if I got nothing to lose No, I'm not a failure, I got something to prove | Training day starts again today. Well, it never actually ended. I don't know why the training center was closed on reaping day. I wish they could let us train that day. It would be nice to get one final set in before we can practice in the actual field. I guess the tributes could do that in the training center at the Capital. But it would still be nice to train right before. I shake my head in disgust, but quickly moving on. Today's a new day. I can still train today. Before I leave the house, I check my watch to make sure the gym is open. Shit. It's only 5:40. It won't open for another 20 minutes. I guess I can still head out. I don't want to get there too early, though. I hate waiting. Feeling slightly disappointed, I head out on a route that takes me through the outside of the town center. Looking at the center stage reminds me of how I wasn't reaped this year, nor could I volunteer. I feel envious towards those who were able to go into it. They can be the ones who bring District 1 glory. Just go. Focus on training now. You can get more training than them and be better than them next time. I give it one last look before it completely leaves my sight. Walking for about a couple minutes, I notice that I don't recognize where I am. Bloody hell, did I make a wrong turn? I look around at the stores around me to try to find one that looks somewhat familiar, preferably one near the gym. There's that candy store... but it's not close, though. It's not even in the same direction. Well, f***. I turn around again and head towards the other direction. I check my watch again, this time it reads 5:50. It's only been 10 minutes? Oh. I've must have walked a lot already. I still got time. What day is it anyway? Leg day? Nah. I did that yesterday. Today's arm day. Cool. I still pick up the pace in order to get there right when it opens. After a few more turns, I finally get to the final stretch of my quest of getting to the gym, being able to see it one block over. What time is it? 5:56? Dang. Still four minutes early. Oh well. I can weight four minutes. As the time it took me to look down at my watch and look back up, I manage to run into somebody else. I grunt in surprise. "Oi, watch where you're going, kid. Next time, you won't be as lucky," I threaten. Why the hell is that person even up this early? Getting a better look at her as I glare at the person, I realize it's a girl, and she's one of the skinniest people I've ever seen. Why is she up? What use does she have here? She looks like a twig. Whatever. It's none of my business. |
District 1 | 18 | Male | Jacoby Shaddix
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