Peeta x Reader

Chapter 7: The Interviews

Song: "anything" by Adrianne Lenker

Y/N POV

My team is gathered around the TV sitting on the couch in our living room. We are going to watch the broadcast of our scores from individual training. After the Panem anthem plays, there is a man, who is obviously a victim of cosmetic surgery, who pops up on the screen. He announced himself as Caesar Flickerman and I remember him from past games. He is the Master of Ceremonies and the host of interviews, which we will face tomorrow.

As Caesar reads out names, pictures of the tributes appear with their name and score underneath. All the Careers do well, with their scores being seven through nine out of twelve. This goes on for longer than I expected but finally Caesar reaches District 11. The girl from the ceiling's picture of put up and I discover her name is Rue. Rue scores a 7, which is amazing for her age, and her counterpart named Thresh scores a 9. Thresh is huge, he has big muscles and is surprisingly tall, a high contrast from Rue's petite body. His very high score doesn't make him any less frightening.

Caesar reaches our district, and we all hold our breath. I grab Peetas hand and we both keep our eyes glued to the TV.

"Peeta Mellark," says Caesar, "Eight." We all cheer and high five him, this is a great score for district 12, I don't think anyone from 12 has gotten a score that high. Not even Will.

"Y/N L/N" Peeta and Will both tense up and lean a little closer to the screen. "An eleven." I am shocked. I was so worried they would score me low or maybe not even score me at all after I did my defiant presentation. They all jump up and hug me. I've just made history. No one from any district has gotten an 11 before.

"What did you do Y/N what did you do?" They all ask excitedly.

"I shot all the tributes." I don't know how else to explain it quickly. All their expressions go blank and the celebration has stopped.

"You what?!" says Effie, astonished. I go on to explain my set up, the mannequins, the arrows. Everyone remains silent while I explain.

"That's bold, Y/N." Says Will.

"What did you do for your presentation?" Peeta asks him.

"I showed off my climbing and hunting skills." Will explains.

"And what did you get?" Peeta asks, this makes Will angry. It's the way he's asking it, like Will has no right to be angry with me.

"I got a four Peeta." Will crosses his arms. Peeta looks smug. "I got a four but I still won. Y/N, congratulations, but you need to be careful about going against the Capitol. They need you for these games, but after they're over you're at the Capitols disposal." Will says sternly. He stares at me for a bit then smiles and hugs me. "I'm still proud of you." He says.

"You were on fire today, Y/N!" Effie says. We all laugh at this comment because of Cinna's costume from the day prior. Cinna comes to me and congratulates me on my score but then tells me to go off to bed. Peeta and I have a big day ahead of us tomorrow.

Peeta taps my shoulder. "Eleven. Congrats." He smiles at me then gives me a short kiss before going off to his room for the night. I blush but then follow. I hop in the shower, rinsing off any remaining red powder from the day. I slide into bed early and surprisingly get a good nights sleep. The interviews are nerve wracking but with Peeta up there with me, I feel calm.

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After breakfast the next morning we are led down to our separate rooms where our prep teams await us, ready for a makeover. Octavia just waxed me three days prior so I'm grateful she doesn't have to do it again. They do my hair straight and pulled back, very elegant. My makeup is simple but I feel beautiful again. Cinna walks in, smiling and carrying a red strapless dress.