Chapter 8:

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"Sophia Mellark!" im called out of the lunch room. only i was left and i see Hunter leaving, cursing under his breath.

this is it. i get my Rebellious Bitchy girl act on and open the door.

"Ah, Miss Mellark. Begin." The head Gamemaker instructs. i roll my eyes dramatically.

"like i need your approval!" i growl as i walk toward the bow and arrows.

i hit all the bullseyes in the gym and hit 7 birds in a row perfectly through the eye.

i grab four sheeths and decide to do something really risky. they might kill me for this but i really dont give a crap at this point!

when im done with my arrows the far back wall of the gym says "F*** You Snow!" i chuck the bow across the room with rage and storm out, saying nothing.

i feel about to cry. i have hope though. my mom did something similar in the 74th games, and both my parents did in the 75th. and they got 11's and 12's for it.

maybe a high score will make me a target? thats what happened to my mother.

with a super low score they'll weed me out as weak and try to pick me off first.

im getting really stressed and im fearing the games for the first time since i found out what they were.

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we sit in the tv room on the couch. the scores go as follows.

(boy then girl)

one:8 10 yay Bethany!

two:9 8 at least Makki got a 9!

three:7 6

four:9 9

five:7 4

six:3 6

seven:5 7

eight:6 6

nine:5 4

ten:6 5

eleven:6 5

finally 12 is up.

i try to stifle a laugh when Hunter gets a three.

but i flee the room crying when i get a 0.

shit...

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