『 𝗧𝗢𝗚𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗪𝗘 𝗕𝗨𝗥𝗡 』𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Scores

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Today  is a very important day for the tributes. Your training assessment - where everyone is evaluated by the Gamesmakers. 

" You two will be evaluated last. The Gamesmakers are usually tired by then- you'll just have to get their attention somehow. Shouldn't be too hard for you Y/n, 'cause it's the only pre-Games event that won't require you to be pleasant." Haymitch speaks, pulling you out of your anxious thoughts. 

" Does that mean you want us to try today?" You quip, raising an eyebrow incredulously. 

"Not that you didn't already do that." He replies stubbornly. " But in all seriousness, absolutely. Your very best. Get a good score, and Sponsors will notice. Good luck! And may the odds be-" 

" Thanks." You cut him off before he could finish, already tired of the motto. 

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You enter the gym, hands slightly sweaty. You look up at the balcony where many Gamesmakers were chatting, noticing that they only barely acknowledge your presence. 

You cross to the knife section, grabbing a few off the rack and turning to the target that stood several yards away. Your hands shaking slightly, you threw the knife as hard as you could. 

You miss slightly to the left - a few more Gamesmakers turning away.

You sigh in irritation before taking a deep breath to calm your nerves. You hold three knives in your left hand and a fourth in your right, spinning slightly to the right and throwing the knife in your right swiftly towards one of the targets. Moving on quickly, you shift one of the knives in your left and to your right one and send it flying to the next target. You repeat again and again until you no longer have any knives left in your hands. 

You turn to look at the targets, a satisfied breath leaving your lips when you see every knife had hit dead center. Turning to look at the Gamesmakers you see that they weren't even watching you. Your jaw drops slightly as they begin to clap, but not for you - for the large roasted pig that was brought in and set on the table before them. 

You quickly shut your mouth, jaw clenched, and swiped another knife from the rack. Spinning on your heel, you sent it flying up towards the balcony. It hits the apple in the pigs mouth, pinning itself, and the apple, to the back wall. 

Silence hovers in the air as the Gamesmakers stare at you in shock - you are just as surprised in yourself as any of them. 

You bow dramatically, " Thanks, for your consideration." 

  You turn and leave quickly, practically running to the elevator. When you make it to your room,  you shut the door and sit down on your bed - your eyes stinging with tears. " Why did I do that? " You quietly ask yourself, head in your hands. 

You anxiously stand and pace around the room, internally scolding yourself for letting your anger get the better of you. Your hands shook, and you soon returned to your original seat on the edge of the bed.  

A soft knock sounds on your door, soon followed by Effie's high yet calm voice. " Y/n? I just wanted to tell you that dinner is ready. Will you come join us?" 

You hesitate, wondering if you should stay in the solitude of your room or go and eat with everyone. You sigh, running your fingers through the roots of your hair. 

" Yeah, just give me a minute." You call out to her, finally making up your mind. You walk into your bathroom, looking at your reflection in the mirror. You cringe slightly at how red your eyes and cheeks are, the tip of your nose the same shade of pink. You splash your face with cold water, shivering as a few drops run down your neck and down your shirt. Finally deciding that you looked decent enough, you left your room, your arms crossed across your chest.