Deceptive Love | {shxta}
Jun 10, 2016 13:44:52 GMT -5
Post by kap on Jun 10, 2016 13:44:52 GMT -5
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Spear had woken up quite bright and early that morning to go out and do some training. He awoke at around five in the morning and headed out after letting his parents know real quick first. As he headed to the training center, he was in thought about the recent happenings of the reaping. The boy had actually wished he had gotten picked alongside someone whom he did not know, due to his desire to be in the Games and win. Many people may have thought that it was crazy for a fifteen year old boy to want to be in the Games. Others may have thought it was brave, and some may have been completely indifferent to the matter. His parents were on the side of wanting Spear to go into the Games and win it to bring pride to his family. He knew that if he ended up in the Games and didn't win, however, that he may be seen as weak, which would reflect poorly on his family. Arriving at the training center, Spear opened the heavy door and walked inside. The fluorescent lights of the training center shone down on the room and the people in it, causing a shimmering on the foreheads of those who were sweating from their determined training. Spear was like that, sometimes. He would train so much to the point where he nearly passed out, and sometimes, he'd even go past what his limit should be, and have to be told to sit down by one of the supervisors or training instructors. Walking over to a table with knives on it, he picked one up and twirled it in his hand before heading over to the area with the long range targets. He aimed, and threw the knife. The knife landed smack in the middle of the target, which was an excellent shot. After that, he did the same with a few more knives, all of them hitting around the same spot on the target. Spear trained with some other weapons, as well as hand to hand combat, until he was too exhausted to continue. He retrieved some water for himself, and exited the training center. Beginning to walk down the street, the rather sweaty boy glanced around at his surroundings, smiling at the occasional person who walked by. That was when an attractive boy, who appeared to be a bit older than him, passed near him. As he was walking by, Spear delivered a flirtatious smile and decided to say something. "Hello, good looking." he said. It's true, however, that Spear's flirting was not always sincere. He often did it just to mess with people's heads for his entertainment. This time, however, he wasn't sure whether he was messing with the guy or not. |
Notes: N/A // shxta // 459 Words // Spear Jinx |
