I'm confused lol! Help Please! Do you write in past tense or present? Sorry I'm really bad at this stuff! if you can help answer, I'll name a character after you! =) I wrote this chapter in present tense, but the next two are in past… so please help!!!!!

I bit my fingernails nervously as Syre was called in to show the judges of his skill. He walked out and my name was called. He smiled his trademark reassuring smile as I went. "Good luck," he whispered touching my hair.

I stared at the judges. A door opened and an Avox with bright red hair brought in platters of food. Their attention is soon turned to a huge cake decorated with small flowers and coconut strips.

At least one elderly woman is still looking at me. She reminds me of Evelyn. I turn around so she couldn't see my tears and grabbed a bow. I walk farther back, about 75 feet away and get ready to shoot. I remember how the girl handled the bow and arrow and replay her every move.

In what seems like slow motion, I send arrow after arrow into the air and onto the bull's eye. I never felt this way before. I feel like it's a part of me, as if I was born for this. I glance back at the table, the woman is still the only watching me. I take a spear and grab a few different pieces of bread, each relating to a different district right under the judges' noses.

I toss them up one by one as fast as I can and pierce each of them right through the middle. I take the bread covered shish kabob sword and throw it right into the wall, whizzing by a judge's head.

I stomp out the door, leaving the judges to ponder what has happened.

For the rest of the afternoon I'm too angry to talk and to unclench my fists. I spend the rest of my time in the garden on top of the building watching the flowers sway and listening to the wind chimes sing in the wind.

I stand by the side waiting for the scores. "It's fine." Kendall assures me, "Remember Johanna Mason? She got a 3, yet she still won."

"Yeah, well so what?" I growl, "That's not my plan."

"Whatever." He says. We wait for the scores to be announced.

"And…" Caesar says slowly, "Faye Swanze with an astonishing 11!" I cock my head to the side waiting for him to correct himself or to say that he screwed up but it never comes.

"Great job!" Syre says breaking the silence. "You got a higher score than my 8!"

im sorry :P I know im not the best writer. Im new to fanfiction and I hope to become a better writer by submitting stories lol. I have the next 2 chapters so Please R&R and I might put them up :D