A/N: It's not so much going on back in District Twelve, so I guess this is also going to be Prim's POV the whole chapter.
Before we start, here are two quick questions I really need the answers to:
The mentors from District Eleven are Chaff and Seeder, right?
Does anyone know the names of the District Five mentors?
And I really need some help with Shane, since the interviews is the next chapter. Please leave a review or PM me about it or something. I really want it to be something special about him.
Okay, that was everything.
R&R! :D
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Prim's POV
I've spent the training days with Foxface and Rue, and we seem to get along great. I have to remember not to get too attached to them if I want to go home to District Twelve, though.
Today is the day we'll show the gamemakers what we can do, tomorrow is the interviews, and then the games begin.
"You'll both spend four hours with me, and four hours with Effie," Haymitch says after breakfast. "Shane, you'll start with me, and Prim, you start with Effie." I can't actually say I'm looking forward to spending five hours with Effie, but I don't say anything.
"Come on, dear," Effie says, and I stand up.
"Good lock, sweetheart," Haymitch says to me, but Effie pretends she doesn't hear him.
The time with Effie goes slow. The first three hours she teaches me how to sit and walk properly, and the remaining hour she tells me to smile more. My cheeks hurt when we go to eat lunch with Shane and Haymitch, but I guess it could have been worse. At least she didn't make me wear heels.
After we've eaten, Effie walks away with Shane.
"Okay, sweetheart, let's start," Haymitch says. "I know that you are convinced you'll never see your family again." Well hello there, Mr. Obvious, I think. "But even if you're only twelve years old, I think you might have a chance. There is something special about you. I saw that at the Reaping when your brother ran up to you."
"Thank you." I don't know anything else to say.
"You need to convince the sponsors that you are worth their money," he says. "You'll go for the sweet and innocent angle in the interview. Caesar is definitely going to ask you about your brother. Tell them how much you love and miss him, they'll love that."
"Okay," I say. The rest of my time with Haymitch flies by, and before I know it it's time to show the gamemakers what we can do.
I change into my training outfit, and Effie leads me and Shane down to the cafeteria with the other tributes. I sit down next to Rue and Foxface.
"Nervous?" I ask, and they both nod. Five minutes later, Marvel is called, then Glimmer, then Cato, and soon enough it's Foxface turn. Rue and I wish her good luck, and when it's Rue's turn I'm left alone with Shane.
"Good luck," I say when it's his turn.
"You too," he replies, and I'm pretty impressed he said something back. He has barely spoken to me the last few days.
"Primrose Everdeen," I hear fifteen minutes later. I really have no idea what to show them. When I go in, the game makers don't pay attention to me at all. They just talk and laugh and some of them seem really drunk. This makes me mad.
"Primrose Everdeen," I say. "District Twelve." They go quiet and I walk over to the bow and arrow station. I really focus, and almost scream when I hit the bulls-eye. I didn't know I was that good. I show my skills with edible plants and start a bonfire. At the end I use the slingshot, even though; I'm not so good with it.
"You can go now, Miss Everdeen," one of the game makers says, and I'm relieved because I didn't know anything more to do.
I go to my room and take a shower before Effie collets me for dinner.
"So, how did you guys do?" Haymitch asks when we're done eating.
"Well, I guess," I say. "They didn't really pay attention to me."
"Me neither," Shane mutters.
"I guess we will find out now," Effie says. We walk into the room with the big television, and Cinna and Portia joins us. We watch as the scores show up on the screen next to pictures of the tributes. All the Careers get nine and ten, and Foxface gets a seven as well as Rue. Shane gets an eight, and that's really good for a District Twelve tribute. We all watch as the number ten shows up next to a picture of me. Ten! Everyone congratulates me while I look at the screen in disbelief. I guess I was better than I thought.
This is the first night in the Capitol, I don't have any nightmares.
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A/N: There you go! Help me with Shane, please!
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