Padua Turn's Story

"Welcome, welcome!" Effie bubbles. She used to be my favorite of the escorts. Now she's condemming me to death? I hear her say the names of some girls. She pulls a slip. "Padua Turn!" she burbles joyfully. I slip up to the stage. "Hello." Efffie says to me. "How are you?" I don't say anything. I can't. I'm an Avox.

"Oh, your're the Avox." she says, suprised. "I forgot. Let's move on! Go take a seat." I sit next to a girl. She turns to me. "They're killing Avoxes?" she questions. "Good, their killing their own kind:traitors." Rage bubbles up in me. I want to be like that girl Blake, except I wouldn't throw a knife at the victors. I'd throw it a this girl.

Blake hears the girl, Alyssa's, comment and frowns. Not cool. "Shut up, you know I have another knife." She slips it out of her jacket and shows Alyssa who sits in front of her. The metal blade gleams gleams blindingly in the sunlight. Blake smirks when Alyssa goes pale and she puts it back in her pocket yet her hand is still firmly on the handle.What fun this would be.
The other girl behind Blake throws a glance at her when she thinks Blake isn't looking. She sees it and smirks. What fun.

I glance over at Blake what she said to Alyssa was amazing. Someone standing up for an Avox? Not very likely. I turn to Blake. I wish I could whisper something to her, but of course, I can't. I nod at her though, hoping she understands everything I can't say, even though she's not right in the head.

After that CR-A-ZY girl went all psycho on me, the reaping was over. We were taken into the Training Center, just like the districts, when they were in the Hunger Games. I was placed on the District 1 floor, with Daniel Adu Trebeke. The Avox was on District 11. What are they going to do about the interviews? I mean, the girl can't talk.

As I sit there stewing about how the rebellion was idiotic, how Katniss Everdeen was idiotic, how all the victors were idiotic, I heard a noise. It was that girl, Blake, telling off Alyssa for making a comment aboutth Avox. I think it's fitting that they're putting the Avoxes in the Games. Killing off the people who won't help build a "new society". But I keep my mouth shut. Blake has a knife.

As I walked into the elevator, Blake and Kishan rushed out and into me and the boy behind me. I didn't know his anme didn't want to. I stood and stared. What were they doing? I waved akwardly at Blake and nodded. I still wasn't done thanking her. She nodded. Then she opened her mouth to speak.

"Move! The knives are gonna leave!" Blake tries to run past before realizing it's the avox girl. Then she smirks, this girl can't turn her in. "Oh, it's you. Hi." Kishan grabs her shoulder and steadies her from charging ahead. Tiny things dance in her vision and she was anxious to show them how skilled she was. Again, she was a little off.

As Blake ran past me, I stared at Kishan. Why was he being nice to Blake? Was it beacuse she could throw knives? I really didn't care.

I walked into the District 11 quarters. The people I thought were the stylist were there, along with another man dressed in black. "Hi." said the woman. I guessed she was my stylist. She continued, "Your Padua, right? I'm Zeeeeea. This is Dr. Kesh. He's discovered a way to give you a tounge so you can talk for the Games." I stared in disbelief. I, would be able to talk?