Hey everyone. I'm back with a new chapter of my story. I would like to thank everyone who reads/follows/favorites/reviews my story. I enjoy writing it and it's nice to know there are people who enjoy reading it. I'm planning on starting a new fanfic about Divergent but I don't know when I start that story because I'm also busy with this story. Please review so I know what you guys think and if you have some ideas for the story or to improve my writing let me know. Enjoy this chapter. I'm going to skip the days of training because I don't think that's very interesting but I will start with the private sessions. Enjoy this chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Hunger Games

Previously:

Peeta and Katniss made a great impression during the opening ceremonies with their outfit on fire.

Chapter 8

After three days training and learning how to start a fire, make shelter and some other useful stuff for the Games it's time for the private sessions. The private sessions started after lunch and I can't wait for mine session because I can finally do some archery. The last time I went hunting seemed a long time ago. Unfortunately I'm last and me and Peeta have to wait a long time which we trying to kill with telling eachother some funny stories like the time when I was chased by a bear during hunting. Then Peeta's name gets called and I give him a kiss for good luck. 'Throw some heavy balls.' I say and he answers 'You shoot straight. I know you can do this. See you later.' He walks out of the room after giving me a good luck kiss too.

About ten minutes later my name gets called and I walk into the room. I immediately see that the Game Makers have lost their interest in watching the tributes. The majority is drunk and everyone is stuffing themselves. I sigh and walk towards the bows and arrows and pick one. I shoot towards the dummy but I miss because I'm not used to this kind of arrows and I see a few Game Makers laugh. So they are watching me. Wasn't expecting that. After a few more shots I manage to pierce the dummy in the heart but nobody saw it because a roasted pig with an apple in his mouth arrived and apparently some dead pig is far more interesting than me. I get furious and without thinking I pick an arrow and shoot it right in the apple. The Game Makers look like they have a heart attack and I grin, make a bow and say 'Thank you for your consideration' before I walk out of the room.

As I stand in the elevator first I have to smile if I think about the reactions I got but then I actually start to think of my actions and realize it maybe was not a good idea to shoot the food of the Game Makers. I start to worry about what they are going to do to me and my family. I didn't want to kill or hurt them otherwise I would have pointed at their faces but it probably looked like I attacked them while I just wanted to get some attention for my skills. I didn't think it through when I picked up an new arrow, I just shot because I was so mad and I still am. They want me to entertain them and the other citizens of Panem but if I have to show what I'm capable of, they don't think it's worth to pay attention to me.

When I reach our penthouse I walk straight to my room and lock myself in. I don't want to see anyone right now. I'm afraid they're going to punish my mother and Prim for my actions and their life is difficult enough without my stupid actions. I feel tears forming in my eyes but I don't care if they are going to fall.

I hear a knock on the door but I just yell ' Go away. Leave me alone!' I hear Peeta's soft voice asking if I'm alright. I sigh regretting I yelled at him. He doesn't deserve this. He helped me through hard times. I know he just wants to help but I can't face him now so I say: 'Please go away. I want to be alone right now.' Unfortunately Peeta doesn't give up and when he notices my door is locked he kicks the door open. 'Wow, these doors aren't very strong if they break with one kick. Maybe you should have shown that to the Game Makers.' I say when I see he's in my room now. Peeta grins and says: 'Katniss, what's wrong? You aren't crying for nothing. I sigh again and say: 'I ruined everything. Just one moment of no thinking and I ruin it all but I was just so angry. I still am but more at myself and now I have to deal with the consequences and that's not the problem but I'm just so afraid they will do something to my mom and Prim. I feel new tears forming but I don't want to cry in front of Peeta so I fight to not let them fall. 'What did you do?' Peeta asks with curiosity. I answer: 'During my private session nobody except a few paid attention to me. A roasted pig with an apple in his mouth came in and the little attention I got was gone. I got mad, really mad and I shot an arrow at that apple and pinned it against the wall.' Peeta laughs and says: 'Too bad I couldn't see that. It probably was really funny. I bet now every Game Maker knows how deadly you can be with a bow and arrow. ' I feel now slightly better but I'm still not convinced it won't have any consequences. 'It was funny to see their faces when it happened and someone tripped and fell into a bowl of punch. They will probably make my life hell in the arena as a punishment for what I did but they were already going to do that before I pointed an arrow in their direction. ' I say. Peeta takes me in his arms and says that it is going to be okay. That I don't have to worry about my family get hurt because of this. I want to believe him but I'm not fully convinced. We stay in this position for some time until Effie calls us for dinner. I wash my face and make sure nobody can see I cried. When we sit at the table Haymitch asks how the private sessions went. Peeta tells how he threw some balls around but he got also little attention just like me but he didn't threaten the Game Makers. Haymitch nods, familiar with it and asks how I did. 'Just like Peeta said there were a few who paid attention when I was shooting. Then a roasted pig was delivered and all the attention I got was lost. I became angry and shot an arrow at the pig, made a bow and thanked the Game Makers for their consideration. Haymitch begins to laugh and clearly likes what I did but Effie is shocked and asks: 'How could you do that? Think about your manners!' I shrug my shoulders, I don't care about her manners and defend myself: 'I shot that arrow because nobody seemed to care to look at me when food came in. They want me to entertain them but they don't bother to look at what I'm capable of. I got angry and I just picked up an arrow and shot the apple in the pig's mouth at the wall. I didn't think about it, I just did it. Will they punish me of my family?' Haymitch shakes his head and says: 'They can give you a low score but that won't do much harm and your life in the arena is already hell without them wanting to punish you in the arena. Don't worry about it.' Finally my fear is gone and I feel relieved.

We all sit on the couch for the screen. They are about to present the scores of the tributes. Of course the tributes from the richer districts get high scores. I can see Peeta is nervous and just then a eight stands next to his picture. I squeeze his hand to let him know I'm proud of him. Then it's my turn. I expect something like a three but then I see an eleven. I got an eleven?

I hope you liked this chapter. Maybe I made Katniss not very strong in this chapter but if you read the book you will see she's really worried about it and I want to show that even she's a tough girl she also cares about her family and has her not so tough moments. I will update soon and please review.