Nina`s POV


I stepped into the training area and imediately went for the bow and arrow. I pulled the string back. Aiming for the target. I closed my eyes and let the string go. I heared a small ghasp and opened my eyes. The shot was perfect. It hit the point that was painted like a heart. I shot another arrow but didn`t have as much luck. I grabbed a knife and threw it. Again. Not much luck. I finaly picked up a spear and threw it at a row of dummies. There was a shocked ghasp from everyone and my mouth dropped open. I didn`t just hit one dummy. No. The spear had gone threw the entire row. There wer atleast five or more. The head Gamemaker told me I could go. I walked out and was met by Uncle Peeta.

"How do you think you did?" He asked.

"I-I" Was all I could say. I was still in shock from what happened. "Let`s just say they were impressed."

"Good." We went back to the building and sat in the screening room. The anthem blared and Caesar Flickman`s face appeared. He made an announcement and started telling the scores. Most of them were modest. Sevens and eights. Eddie`s face appeared and I bit my lip.

"Eddie Odiar." Caesar said "Nine!" I sighed. I was a perfect score. Not so low that they think they can just get rid of you. And not so high that you`re a threat.

The rest of the districts went by. Finaly. They got to our district. Turner got a six. Not horrible. When my face came up. I held my breath.

"Nina Martin... What`s this?" Caesar did a double take at the paper. "Nina Martin. Twelve!" The screen shut off and I pulled my knees to my chest. Everyone sat in silence for what seemed like an eternity. A twelve. There must have been a mistake. I didn`t do that good. Asside frome the dummies. But that wasn`t that good.

"Nina." Aunt Katniss finaly said. "What did you do in there?"

"When I got in there. I shot an arrow . I thought it was just a lucky shot because it hit the mark. I shot another one tat went no where near the target. I threw a knife and hit nothing. When I threw a spear at a row of dummies. It went through all of them."

"How many were in the row?" Uncle Peeta asked.

"I don`t know. At least five."

"Well that`s why you got a twelve." Turner said. In a tone that dripped with venom.

"Loose the attitude would you."

"Why? You`ve spent most of your life with the two past winners. Of course you`re good."

"That doesn`t matter."

"I got..."

"Ya. A six. I know. My twelve only means I`m going to be hunted like wild animal out there. At least they don`t have to worry about anyone going after you."

"Cool it." Aunt Katniss snipped.

"I`m going to my room." I said. I got up from the couch and went to my room. Almost in a run. I sat on the bed and tears trickled down my face. What was wrong with him? He had no right to talk to me like that. I was a huge target. Now more than ever. Not that I wasn`t from the start. I mean. I am directly related to the two people who started, and finished, the revolution. Everyone thinks they failed. Now they`re going to take it out on me. I may not even make it as far as the final two. I`ll be lucky to make it to the top ten. I was going to die. And Eddie couldn`t save me.