Foiled(kire, open)

[Tom Hiddelston...jk it's kale.]

Does, Says, Thinks

William-

It was actually happening now. He knew it could not be true. They had been picked out of all the other fighters he was one of the few picked to go to the first ever Olympics of Panem. It was a honor but a heart wrentching feeling at the same time. He knew he was going to be going against other great fighters. He knew some of the best fighters in the district. But there was also others he had never met. Witch made it scarier for him. He kissed his mom goodbye and shook his dads hand as he left the house and headed off toward the train station. He could see the other competitors geting on the train. They were headed off to the district of the sea. District 4. He was proud but at the same time afraid of what was in store for him.

He got onto the train and sat down next to a few other competitors. He found out they were for swimming and some other stuff like gymnastics. Wonderful, not going against me thank god. He looked at the people who looked like they were in the copetitions he was in. Most were tough people that he could tell had training. He felt the train slowing down and he looked out the window to see the scenery of district 4. He could see the big blue body of water he heard was called the ocean. He also saw the area where he knew they could be competing in. It was huge and was really the only thing that could accomadate everyone.

He grabbed his bags and started getting off the train with the other competitors. He got off the train but in the process he slammed into one of the other competitors. He whispered while walking away, "Sorry!" He walked into the building and headed into his room dropping off his stuff. He looked out the window and thought to himself if this was worth it all. Competing in the first olympics to maybe be brought into the games not long for now.

He Headed out of his room and into the courtyard. He could see other competitors getting ready. He had brought his foil out with him. He hadn't known why he did but he had thought of it as a good reason. He looked toward the other runners and he knew he was going againsts them. But his mind went back to the fighters he had seen on the train. He was scared a little.

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The train ride from District two was uncomfortable for Braxton. He didn't have very many friends in the district to begin with, and only one person that he might have considered a friend was even competing. He stayed near the rear of the train for most of the ride, staring out at the scenery. The ride from the mountains to a coastal area was a nice one, and he caught glimpses of a massive forest.

When he stepped onto the ground in District Four, the first thing to hit him was the salt in the air. Living in the mountains, he was accustomed to crisp air, free of almost all impurities. There was less oxygen, but that made the training that much better. The salt of the air in District Four irritated Braxton's scars, it was a minor annoyance, and he would muscle through it.

The courtyard was a great place, but Braxton didn't fit in very well with the crowd. He was taller than the majority of them, and his face scared people. Having exposed bone on your jaw will do that. He cut across the middle of the courtyard, determined to find his room, when he decided to mess with someone. It wouldn't have any real consequences, and it was one of the few things he could do for fun around here. So as he walked past one of the competitors from District One, he bumped them on the shoulder from behind.

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