I would just like to point out that scores do NOT affect your tributes chance. Someone could have scored a two and still come out with a victory. So don't get upset over them. Also, sorry if this chapter isn't the best, just getting better.

Oliver Powers POV

The second we arrived in from our private sessions, we were ushered into our rooms to get changed, ready to receive our scores. I was the second person to take my place on the sofa, sitting awkwardly with Lujza who seemed as uneasy as me.

"You know, if you get a poor score, you won't get many sponsors, right?" he said, cocking his head to the side.

"I do,"

"Good, because I got a super high score and I was gifted with a spear because of it," There also wasn't Careers in your Games. The awkward mentoring session was interrupted by Aziel jumping over the back of the sofa and landing on its soft, fur covered fabric. She giggled, scrambling to sit properly next to me. She reminded me of my brother and it humbled me.

Our stylists and escort decided to stand behind us, multi-colored cocktails in their hands.

"Starting off with District One, Consus Zephyrus, a score of...nine," Pyrus said, his yellow lips curling in an evil smirk. Consus looked on, his head held high with pride. Only when he dissolved into footage of his sister, I noticed how similar they looked. His sister had a bright smile on her face as she swayed from side to side with excitement, she looked like a sweet little girl, not a killer.

"Lavina Zephyrus, a score of...ten," I felt sick, it was a high score, she was skilled yet she kept the sweet smile on her face until she was replaced with Atlas. He looked strong, looking directly into the camera, not even a hint of a smile on his face.

"Atlas Geo score of, Ten," another high score, The Careers had it in the bag this year. His District partner had a similar smile to Lavina, looking in another world.

"Selina Kayl, score of...ten," another score who didn't fit their appearance. Maybe it was a sponsor tactic or maybe they were really just nice girls who had made a bad choice in training.

"Able Drive, score of...four," I felt bad for feeling happy that there was still people getting low scores.

"Zelda Lue, score of...two," I did feel sorry for Zelda, though, she couldn't have expected anything else though when she just second guessed herself all the time.

"Ezra Talcot, score of...nine," and back to the careers.

"Kaya Rainy Amazon, score of eight," it was rather low for a career, I hoped she wouldn't be killed for it, she seemed sweet.

"Oliver Powers, score of….four," I tried to stop the tears from falling but they fell anyway. I wasn't sure what I expected, it was good for someone who had never trained in their lives. I could tell by everyone else's faces that it was a bad score.

"Aziel Moore, score of...five," that was just the icing on the cake. Aziel started to jump for joy then stopped when she saw my tears, I felt bad after that, she shouldn't feel bad for me not being good enough.

"Kendrick Everborn, score of...six," I wasn't sure what talents the older male possessed but he had something up his sleeve. Thankfully, he didn't seem like the type that would hunt us all down. Bad for him, though.

"Acacia Quinn, score of...three," she looked terrified in her footage like the cameraman was holding a gun to her head. It wouldn't surprise me.

"River Phoenix, score of...two," I didn't expect anything else, in fact, it was higher than I expected. The boy had trouble moving his back, he wouldn't even be able to outrun me.

"Sabrina Cole, score of...five," the same as Aziel. Aziel did good.

"Tobias Murkon, score of...six," I was happy for him, everyone had already marked him as dead due to being mute. Hopefully, the score got him some sponsors.

"Loveless Arie Stone, score of...eight," she looked so happy on her footage that I couldn't help but smile.

"Bug Doe, score of...three," I felt bad for him, any sponsors the dark haired male had were now flocking to other tributes. I really had to stop forming emotional attachments to these people.

"Finley Magik, score of...six,"

"What?" Lujza screamed, spilling his drink on himself. "She must have cheated," he snapped pointing at the young girl who looked back at us with anger. Whatever got her that score, it made me not want to come across her in the arena.

"Crown Leroy, score of...three," I couldn't help but laugh, the strong big headed boy only scored a three. I was sure if the District One female hadn't helped him, he would have gotten a two just for strength.

"Fora Kyker, score of...seven," she looked scary, staying still as she looked at us with her arms crossed. Her score was just as scary.

"Neki Ompoto, score of...nine,"

"Oh, this is just getting stupid," Lujza groaned, pouring himself another drink. I was as shocked as him, the young boy looked like a terrified young boy yet he matched most of the Careers. I hoped they were just making him a target. Even if it sounded cruel.

"Finch Maylor, score of...five," she had such a bright smile, she looked like a big sister, I wish I could have met her anywhere else but here.

"Aston Khell, score of….seven," it was the highest score I had seen from a twelve and although I was pleased for them, I couldn't run from the fact that these people were between myself and living.

"Tiara Brookie, score of….one," Lujza laughed but I felt sorry for her. Yes, she was a spoilt brat but she was still a child.

"And that's all for now, folks, so, did you favorite tribute top the leaderboard? If so let us know-"

"There is always next year," Lujza sighed, turning off the TV. I agreed at first until it sunk in what he meant, there was no next year for me, only for him.

"Why are you such an ass?" I snapped crossing my arms at him. He gave a small shrug and stumbled out of the room, towards his bed. I needed to win this, otherwise, every tribute after me would have to put up with his unless behind as their mentor.