To:

YouKnowWho: I'm happy that you like it!

Dreamer991: Thanks, I had planned out that alliance fairly well.

Animallover95: Thanks! And like I said in the PM, just some part of my weird mind.

Redpony: I'm glad that you like the alliance. Yes Scott is Rue's nephew. Weird, right? And Rue, next to Katniss and Haymitch, are my fav characters. I wept when Rue died, since I figured she would make it to the final four. So I figured, I'd pay tribute to her. I just through the "Am I holding this right?" just to make Dawn seem tiny to the Careers'.

Tdroti-lover: I'm glad that you like it! I like Dott too…

HGGoneLuv1399: I can't wait to read it! And I'm glad that you like the story!

Enjoy the chapter.

Heather's POV…

Lunch is a bit awkward after Scott's little stunt. My mind is racing.

"Where did he learn that tune? A simple, meaningless, four note tune that me and my cousins use to signal we're ready to go home." I thought.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Alejandro sat by me.

"Do you think Katniss and Peeta know anyone in District 11?" I ask. He shrugs.

"Do you mind if we sit here?" We turn to see Zoey, Mike, Scott, and Dawn standing behind us.

"Go ahead." Alejandro shrugs. I ignore them as best as I can, but I can feel Scott smirking.

After that, lunch isn't very eventful. But something interesting did happen during the last part of today's training.

Alejandro and I were finishing up at the edible insect section, most of the Careers were working on the rope course and spear section, and some other tributes were on The Gauntlet Course. When:

"Hey, Girl on Fire!" Courtney shouted. Everyone turned to us.

"May I help you?" I tried to remain calm.

"C'mon! We're sparring." Courtney walked over to the Hand-to-Hand Combat section. I frowned but followed her.

"I'll try not to hurt you." Courtney smirks.

"Same here." I shoot back. She frowns. The man in charge of the station, Hugo a man whose skin has been dyed a mint green, put Courtney and me at an equal distance from each other.

"Ready?" Hugo asks.

"Hell Yes." Courtney readied herself.

"Why not?" Courtney glares at me.

"Spar!" Hugo steps off to the side. Courtney lunches at me, but I move out of the way and trip her.

"Big Mistake, 12." Courtney growls. She lunges at me again and starts to shove me down.

"Big Mistake, 2" I growl at her. We struggle for a few minutes then I shove her down to the ground hard. She groans.

"I'm done here." I join Alejandro at the snares station.

"Do you realize what you just did?" Alejandro hissed at me.

"Yeah, I put a Career in her place." I shrug.

"For now! But what about during the Quell?" Alejandro asks. I glance back to see Courtney shooting daggers at me.

"Head for the hills I guess." I say. After that, an uneventful hour. Then we head back to our floor. I know what I'm going to do.

Katniss's POV…

"What I'd like to know is how Wheat managed to get an eleven. How'd he do that Prim?" Sierra asks.

"Well, he-"Alejandro and Heather step in.

"Hi Guys!" Madge smiled. Heather walks over toward me and Peeta, with a look of determination.

"Can we-"Peeta starts.

"The boy from 11, Scott, used the four note melody that you taught us, Aunt Katniss. But how could he? You taught us that back in District 12. So tell me, how could Scott have possibly known that whistle?" Heather crosses her arms.

You could hear a pin drop. Alejandro whispers something in Sierra's ear. I exchange glances with Peeta, Haymitch, Prim, Madge, and Alexander. I sigh.

"It's time that you two watch the rest of Peeta's and my Hunger Games." I look at Heather dead in the eye. She and Alejandro look at each other.

Heather's POV…

After changing into some more comfortable clothes, Alejandro and I, plus our stylist and prep teams, gather around to watch the rest of the games.

"Are you sure that these two should watch it?" My mom asked a bit scared.

"I agree with Prim. These games were the start of it all." Alexander. Madge shoved him hard.

"Start of what?" I ask.

"Nothing, Feather. Let's just watch the games." Uncle Peeta says and we pick up from where we left off on the train.

The Career tributes catch my eye. The boy from 1, Katniss tells me his name is Marvel, seems pretty tuff. The girl from one, Glimmer, resembles Dakota in every way. The boy from 2 and the leader of the pack, Cato, looks like a brutal killing machine. The Girl from 2, Clove, her ability with knives scares me. The girl from 4, nothing really stands out about her. I watch them brutally kill 11 tributes. Katniss, Peeta, Rue, and Thresh made their way out of the bloodbath fairly easily.

Aunt Katniss must have made quite an impression on the Capitol back then; she's getting way more than her fair screen time. The Careers get about half as much as her and then they show other tributes every so often. Then, when they show the next morning, dawn practically, I see the Career tributes kill the girl from 8. But, I notice someone else in the Career pack:

"Uncle Peeta… you were a Career!" I shout at him.

"Let me explain." Uncle Peeta says.

"I've never seen any tribute from 12 join a Career pack! Why would you do that?" I ask him. Aunt Katniss and Haymitch chuckled a bit.

"I guess everyone's right… you are more like Katniss, Sunshine." Haymitch smirked.

"That's exactly what I thought. Turns out… well… watch the Games." Katniss smiles.

We watch Katniss dodge balls of fire, no doubt inspired by her "Girl on Fire" routine, and get chased into a tree by the Careers. Then, Rue appears in a tree and she motioned to a Tracker Jacker nest above Katniss. By morning, Katniss has sawed through the branch and it plummets to the ground. Katniss receiving a few stings from the Tracker Jackers. But the girl from 4 and Glimmer receiving the most stings, thus die. Katniss then passed out, after Peeta saves her and receives wounds from Cato, and Rue saves Katniss.

"Let's just skip the next few days, rather un-important." Haymitch said as he fast-forwarded two days.

Rue and Katniss make a plan to destroy the Careers food supply. I smile as the four note melody is used.

"So Rue taught you that tune." I say.

"In District 11, it meant the end of the day. In the arena, it meant safety." Katniss smiles.

We watch as Foxface hops from place to place to reach the food supplies, I watch as she silently shrieks as she smack against the ground.

"Why did she do that?" Alejandro asks.

"Land Mines, hijo." Alexander says.

"Come Again?" Sierra asked

"The crippled boy from 3 reactivated the land mines and my sister used it to her advantage." Mom said

Then, an explosion sound brings us back to the TV. Katniss blew up the food supplies, causing great stress for Cato and a death for the boy from 3.

"Cato scares me slightly…" Sierra muttered.

Then, Katniss is shown trying to save Rue, but Marvel threw a spear in her abdomen. Alejandro, Sierra, and I were taken aback.

"Sing…?" Rue chocked out. Katniss starts to sing.

"… Rue's Lullaby… That's why we call it that in our family." I say.

"Yep." Katniss says.

"I just thought it was because Rue was born first." I say.

Then, the old commentator, Claudius Templesmith, announces that two tributes can win.

The rest of the games fly by with Thresh smashing Cloves head, Cato killing Thresh, and Foxface dying by eating Nightlock Berries.

Then, mutations that resemble fallen tributes, attack Cato, Peeta, and Katniss. Cato uses Peeta as leverage; Katniss shoots him in the hand he is sent falling down. Katniss shoots an arrow into his head as he is eaten by the mutts. Then, Claudius announces that only one tribute can win. Peeta and Katniss are about to eat the Nightlock berries when they are announced winners. Madge turns off the TV.

"The head Game maker… the one who caused the two of us to win… Seneca Crane… he was executed for that." Katniss says.

"Now that all of this is out of the way, The Private Sessions are coming up… you two better come up with something fast." Haymitch takes a sip of his drink, most likely tequila, and walks off.

Then, a brilliant idea comes to me.

-xoxoxo-

That's one chapter done! Would you all like to see the next one?

*Everyone nods*

Ok, here it is!

-xoxoxo-

On the third day of training, they call us into lunch, and then one by one, we all enter our private session, until only Alejandro and I are left.

"Figured out what you're gonna do?" I ask Alejandro when Scott leaves.

"Probably gonna throw something heavy. You?" Alejandro asks. I smirk.

"I've been dying to get my hands on some bows." Alejandro laughs a little.

"Heather Hawthorne." I take a deep breath and prepare myself.

"Shoot straight." Alejandro smiles. I smile back at him.

As I enter the training room, I notice the Game Maker, Cle Hatchet, a burly, tan man with black eyes and a black uni-brow wearing a green dress shirt, white tie, brown dress pants, and brown boots watches me enter. He smirks. I glance at the camo station and see some blood red paint or maybe its berry juice, and I see a dummy lying on the ground. I smirk.

"Heather Hawthorne, District 12." I say loud and clearly. I run over, grab the dummy, dash over to the Camo station and paint the two words on the dummy's head. Seneca Crane. I run over to the knot stations and tie a noose around him and hang the dummy.

Praying that I still have enough time, I run over to the bow and arrow station. Oh how I wished to get my hands on these bad boys all week.

I remember a time back when I was thirteen. I was out in the woods with Thresh and Maysilee, Thresh dared me too fire off three arrows at the same time. I won the bet and scored two birds and a deer.

I prepare my arrows. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Cle Hatchet and the other Game Makers looking at me both surprisingly and curiously. I take a deep breath; look at my three target zones, and fire.

BULLSEYE!

One arrow goes into the abdomen. One into the heart area and one into the head. I set the bow down and turn to the Game Makers.

"I hope you enjoyed the show." I smiled as I bowed. The Game Makers look at me in shock.

"You… You May go now Miss Hawthorne." Cle Hatchet chokes out. I smile and exit.

Later…

"What were you thinking, Young Lady?" My mother scolds me.

"I was thinking of making myself remember able." I tell her.

"In all fairness, it does seem like a smart way to be remembered." Portia chimed in.

"It makes what I did look small." Katniss laughed.

"I think she did a good job!" Sierra exclaimed and I smiled at her.

"I second the girl with Grape Soda hair." Alejandro smirks. Sierra shoves him a little. Peeta, Cinnia, Madge, Alexander, and the Prep Teams nodded in agreement.

"You all are not helpful!" My mother shrieks. Haymitch walks in.

"Finally! Haymitch, Can you please help me out here?" My mother begs. Haymitch gives me a thumb up.

"Nice shooting sunshine! Where did you get the Seneca idea from?" Haymitch asks me.

"It came to me after Aunt Katniss told me what happened to him." I laugh.

"Thank You, Katniss." My mother says. Katniss sticks out her tongue.

"What did you say?" Haymitch asked

"I hope you enjoyed the show." Haymitch and I say in unison.

"Genius!" Alexander laughs

"Why am I arguing with this?" Mother whines.

"That's what I'd like to know…" Peeta said.

"Be quite, Peeta." Mom said.

Later…

Josh Flimmermen, a man with big black hair and blue eyes, announces the scores. Only a few catch my eye.

Justin: 10

Dakota: 9

Duncan: 11

Courtney: 11

"Yep… that figures." I grumble.

"You are so Katniss." Sierra giggles.

Bridgette: 7

"Isn't she a Career?" Madge asks.

"I think so…" Portia said.

Mike: 6

Zoey: 5

"I guess that's good." I mutter.

Dawn: 7

"Pretty Good score." Alejandro and I smile.

Even though I still I don't know his name, the boy from 10 scores an 8.

Scott: 9

"Ok… moment of truth… for Alejandro anyway." Sierra said

Alejandro: 11.

We're all in shock.

"Alright Alejandro!" Peeta says.

"Good job, hijo." Alexander says.

"Nice job kid." I hug him. I notice a blush on his face as I do so.

"Thanks." Alejandro smiles.

"Now for our final score. From District 12, Heather Hawthorne. A score of…" Josh seems surprised. "12." My mouth drops in surprise.

"But… But… But How?" I choke out.

"They must've liked your spunk!" Sierra pats me on the back.

"Or they want to target you…" My mom says and she leaves the room.

The Next Day…

Everyone, except Alejandro sits at the table for breakfast.

"Where's Alejandro?" I ask.

"Oh… about that… you and Sierra will be working on how to make the audience like you. Since like your mother, that's your problem area." Haymitch said

"My mother is Primrose Hawthorne. And what about Alejandro?" I ask again.

"He asked to be trained privately." Haymitch said.

President Chris McLean's POV.

Rose Garden…

"You gave her a 12!" I shout to Chef Hatchet.

"She earned it." Chef shouts.

"Chef, no one in the past century has ever received a 12." I shout to him.

"You know I prefer to be called Cle. And there's a first time for everything." Chef shouts back.

"Whatever." A peacekeeper enters.

"Sir. The hovercraft is ready. Would you like to depart know?" She asks me.

"Yes, I would." I glare at Chef.

"Might I ask where you are going?" Chef returns my glare.

"I have a meeting with someone from District 12's team." I say as I leave him behind in my Great Uncles' rose garden.

Chef? Head Game Maker? Cool, right?

Next chapter is the Tribute interviews, a visit with the President McLean, and a Mocking surprise.

By the way, I want to know two things:

What did you think of Heather's Private session and score? And…

What do you think the arena will be?