Kurt couldn't stop thinking about his earlier encounter with the boy from district 2. He had no idea what had happened. One minute he was on the parade carriage the next in a small closet with this mysterious guy. He also couldn't stop thinking about the abs. God the abs looked amazing in his costume. No Kurt you can't start thinking this stuff it's all mind games thought to himself.

He finally sat down on his bed, an actually bed. Not just a tattered old frame on the floor that he had tried to fix ten thousand times. He pulled the cover up to around his neck. The heat radiating around his body making him sigh in relief. As much as he hated the situation he was in it did have its perks, like the meal he had after the parade for example. He had never experienced such a rich and filling meal once in his life. He had always gone to bed hungry as they never had enough food for both him and Burt. It had been a strange feeling to feel full and reject more food when he was offered some.

Kurt found himself walking through a dark forest. His whole body was shaking. He could feel the goosebumps on his skin rise slowly. His feet felt so sore from all the running that he had been doing. The soles of his shoes were starting to come off but he couldn't stop, if he did he was dead. It got darker and darker and he had to walk by sense. It was too dangerous to use any form of light. He had already walked into a couple of trees breaking his nose in the progress.
"Kurt" A voice whispered from somewhere behind him. Kurt's heart stopped knowing that he had been caught but the voice wasn't angry, it was soft and gentle. It was Blaine who was carrying just a tiny flame, just enough to illuminate a small portion of the path.
"Quick this way" Blaine said as he grabbed onto Kurt's arm pulling him into a rocky area.
"What the?" Kurt almost shouted out before he felt a hand over his mouth.

Suddenly Kurt felt a sudden thud through his body. He opened his eyes to find he was still in darkness. He felt around to find he was on a wooden floor. He brought himself to his knees and felt for a light switch. As he pressed the switch all the lights came on blinding him for a second. He had fallen out of bed, the covers just a few feet away from him. Kurt rubbed the side of his arm which was still in pain from the fall before gathering up his covers. He was not use to sleeping from such a height so he took his pillows and made himself a little sleeping area on the floor.

Kurt adjusted the collar on his training top as he walked into a hall filled with all types of gym equipment and weapons. He took a deep breath as he and the rest of the group were ushered to the centre. Kurt took a couple of sneak glances at Blaine but somehow the boy managed to look more toned then he did the day before. How was that even possible?

Kurt felt a nudge in his ribs as he looked down to see his fellow tribute had hit him.
"Hey!" Kurt whispered as felt her eyes glare down at him.
"You're not paying attention to what she was saying, do you want to die or something?" She said as Kurt realised she was right.
"Two weeks and then you fight, I wish you a happy hunger games and may the odds be ever in your favour" The women in front of them spoke. Kurt suddenly felt sick, he had just missed the talk because he was too busy staring at the other tribute. He slowly felt his heart sink as he watched everybody make their way to different areas of the room. He slowly turned on the spot to see who would go where.
"I'm doomed" Kurt whispered to himself as he saw there was a spot free at the fire spot.

Kurt spent his morning learning to build the perfect camp fire. He made sure he wasn't districted by Blaine even when he was hanging off one of the climbing structures which showed off his perfect arm muscles.

After lunch Kurt found his self in the knives section and found he had a pretty good eye at throwing them and surprised himself when he got it on the bull eyes almost every time.
"Hummel" A voice rang from the other side of the room to find that another one of the training people was calling to him. He slowly put down the knives before making his way over to him.
"Good it's your turn on the physical, you will be learning hand to hand contact." The man said as he smoothed the mats on the floor down.
"Oh" Kurt said as he looked down at his hands.
"Anderson you will be training with Hummel here." Suddenly Kurt's head popped up as he heard his name.
"What?" Kurt said as he was pushed towards Blaine.