Posting the scores for everyone at the bottom

"Velvet Coppola"

I sat in the waiting room, hands folded on my lap, leaning over and tapping my foot. I leaned against the wall, nervous. I looked at Raven at the end, she'd be going last. Karlee is a couple seats ahead of me, she turns her head and then smiles. She mouths the words, good luck. Then she turns back and talks to Brenton for a bit. I looked over at Oliver,

"What are you going to do?" I asked,

"Why would I tell" he answered with a smirk,

Everyone went by. Most of the Careers came out with a smile on their face. Cogg came out with an electrified effect all over him. He must've messed up something. Everyone came out with a different expression,

"Oliver Roberts"

Oliver got up and left the room. He had a smile spread across his face. The doors were opened for him and he walked in. For the next ten minutes, the room was almost completely silent except for grunts from Oliver. The door then opened and Oliver walked out, a bigger smile on his face than one of the Careers,

"Alex Vice"

I got up and shook as I walked over to the door. I stopped in my steps, what if I get a low score? What

if they laugh at me? What if I die in the arena?

"Alex, please keep moving" a Peacekeeper ordered,

I kept walking forward into the room and then the door closed behind me. I was surrounded by deadly weapons that all of the sudden felt horrifying to me. I saw something on the ground, a chopped up dummy. I walked over to it. It was all chopped up on the ground, and I knew it was killed with Oliver's killing method for me. But my heart stopped when I saw the word Alex painted in big black letters on its chest. Seneca Crane coughed, and I looked up at him, realizing they were still there,

"Alex Vice" I shouted, "District Seven"

I grabbed an axe and walked over to a dummy. I shook as I lifted the axe and cut off the dummy's head. I stabbed it in the chest and cut off its arms. I turned to the dummy behind me and began to slice it up from the top. Parts of it went flying everywhere. I turned to the dummy behind me and stabbed it in the chest and then slit its throat. I grabbed a smaller throwing axe and walked over to a target. I walked back twenty feet and threw the axe, it hit a couple inches from the heart. I grabbed another one and when I threw it, it went right to the heart. I looked at the Gamemakers, all with a surprised expression. I looked at the dead dummies on the floor, and the axe in my hands. I'm a killer, I can kill like I've been doing it forever. I dropped the axe and it clanked on the ground. I would get a high score, and then everyone would want to kill me because I was the biggest threat. I held back a scream to show how strong I am to the Gamemakers. The higher of a score I got, the more Oliver and the Careers would want to have the pleasure of killing me. I'm sure I'm on the kill list for both of them. I felt tears well up in my eyes but I sniffed them back,

"Ms. Vice, are you ok?" Seneca asked,

"Yes" I answered,

I slaughtered a couple more dummies before dropping the axe. I still have a couple more minutes. I walked over to the Gamemakers and looked up at that,

"Oh, and by the ways, I'm going to come out of your stupid arena alive" I shouted, "and when I'm out, I'll never be able to forget what you've done to me, and I will never, ever be proud of myself. How can you do this? Force innocent children, your children, to fight to the death in an arena. You're as good as any killer you've whipped to death or just shot. None of us are killing for the fame or fortune, we're killing to survive, because we have families, because we are fighting against you"

"Oh really?" Seneca asked, "this is more than just watching you kill for fun. This serves as a reminder that we still have control over you"

"You don't have control over me" I shouted, "and you never will. And what about the Capitol people? They bet on us like race horses and cheer when we kill? What can you say about them?"

"Can you please either continue your demonstration or leave?" Seneca asked,

"No" I shouted, "because one day, you will fall. Once I leave that arena, I will never step foot in the Capitol ever again. I will find a way to leave Panem, and once I do, I'll be laughing at you"

"I'm going to ask you to leave" Seneca said calmly,

"And it will be my honor" I replied,

A Peacekeeper grabbed my arm but on my own will I was able to leave the room. I walked out of the waiting room past the other nervous tributes and out of the room. I smiled, proud of my performance. What score would they give me? The Gamemakers hate rebellious acts, being affiliated with Snow. My score won't matter though, I will win those games. I will show the Gamemakers they cannot control me, and I will not just be another reminder.

We all sat anxious on the couch, watching the Capitol symbol in the screen with the anthem playing in the background. Myles sat next to me, holding my hand so tight that I could feel him cutting off my circulation,

"Aren't you so excited?" Myles asked,

"Yeah" I grumbled,

I'm more excited to see how the gamemakers reacted to my ranting towards them. My mouth sort of went running with all of the thoughts I've been holding in. I told Johanna about what I did, I expected her to shout. All she did was smile and praise me. The Capitol seal disappeared and Cesar came on. He started with District One and the careers all had high scores. Velvet and Vulture both got tens, Caecilia got the highest score, scoring an eleven. Marina scored a nine, Luke got a seven,\and Julius got a ten. Eliza and Cogg got decent scores, scoring a seven and a seven. Karlee got a seven as well, I wonder what she did. Brenton got a five as well as Porter from six. Mia got a nine, and then District Seven came on. They began with Oliver. A holographic version of his face appeared on the screen. Cesar looked down at his paper and said,

"Oliver Roberts" Cesar said, "a nine"

Everyone in the room clapped. We cheered, except for me. I was the only one whose hands were still folded nervously in their lap. The higher Oliver's score is, the easier it'll be for him to kill me. The cheering then silenced as my holographic face appeared on the screen. Do I really look like that? My thin face had almost no expression in it and my green eyes pierced through the screen. Cesar looked down on his paper,

"Alex Vice" he read, "a shocking eleven"

An eleven? I thought, how could shouting at them get me an eleven?

The room erupted into cheers. Astra opened a bottle of champagne and the adults began to drink the celebration. I had a smile, but I couldn't bring myself to cheer. An eleven is higher than the Careers, another reason for them to kill me. Oliver was cheering, but I could tell he was only acting. He walked over to me,

"See you in the arena" he whispered, "everyone'll wanna kill you there"

His words made my throat clog and I stopped cheering. He was right, the last score was Raven's. She got an eight. No one's score was as high as eleven. Oliver's right, in the arena, everyone is going to want to kill me.

District 1

Velvet, 10

Vulture, 10

District 2

Caecilia, 11

Julius, 10

District 3

Eliza, 5

Cogg, 7

District 4

Marina, 9

Luke, 7

District 5

Karlee, 7

Brenton, 5

District 6

Mia, 9

Porter, 5

District 7

Alex, 11

Oliver, 10

District 8

Aaliyah, 6

Ed, 8

District 9

Krysten, 3

Ash, 2

District 10

Candice, 4

Landon, 4

District 11

Mae, 5

Otto, 3

District 12

Raven, 8

Bryce, 5