District 1

Mace Herriot

I sit on the couch proudly, already knowing I've got the best score in the games. I look over to Arabella who looks nervous and she's twiddling her fingers.

"Why are you worried? You're a career and they never give careers bad scores." I say to reassure her.

Arabella narrowed her eyes at me. "I'm not worried." She says sharply. "If anyone should be worried it's you."

I smirk at her. My sister's the assistant head gamemaker, she almost assures me the best score in the games, let alone the careers.

The Tv buzzes on and Ceaser Flickerman's face appears on the Tv, this is his second year as host and his hair changed from last year and now it's a bright white colour.

His clears his throat before introducing himself and after a few minutes of introductions he clears his throat once more and straightens the paper.

"First up from District one Mace Herriot." Ceasers says as he looks eerily into the camera. "With a score of 8."

An 8? I did not an 8! I was definitely better than an 8. I slump in my seat and I feel Arabella's eyes on me.

"Hey an 8 isn't that bad." Arabella claimed. "Especially for a 15-year-old, and you probably beat me." She says reassuringly.

I'm starting to feel hope that I wont get the worse in the career but that isn't until a 9 flashes under Arabella's name.

I let out a loud groan as the room erupts in cheering, the mentors and escort both congratulating Arabella whilst completely ignoring me.

I picture my sister and father watching the games back home, my sister probably cheering that I got a score over 7 and my father probably uncaring like his usual self.

"Congrats Arabella, don't think just because you got a better score than me that you'll win instead of me, because we both know that isn't happening." I say teasingly.

She looks at me before rolling her eyes. "Sure Mace, whatever you say."

District 2

Acestes Cinnabar

Domitia seems disappointed that her 'second in command' scored a measly 8, I just hope she scores even lower so the Capitol can see how powerful their career leader is.

Domitia stands up and walks over to me and sits down. "You know we can't go ignoring each other the whole games? We've got an act to show."

"No. You've got an act to show." I say harshly.

Domitia looks at me fiercely. "Listen Acestes, I want to get home just as much as you do. There are people I care about who I need to get back to and I expect you do too. Go along with the act and you might just have a chance to go home."

Only one of us get's to go home! I feel like screaming at her. "I have a reputation to hold."

"When the gong goes your reputation means nothing, sponsors can save your life and you could do a lot worse than me." She says as the 9 flashes over my face.

She cringes in anticipation as her face comes on, probably hoping she doesn't get the worst score in the alliance. Her face relaxes as the 9 flashes past her face.

"See, we're even matching in training scores." She teases. "The Capitol will eat it up and before you know it we'll be the favorites to win."

How will my father feel that I've got the same score as a girl who's half the size of me? He'll probably regret ever training her. But now I've left in a bit conundrum

She thinks she's got everything sorted out but that's the thing she doesn't. When she happens to die and the careers disband she'll regret ever thinking about the love story.

I'll let her have her fun for a while but she'll know when it's over. Because I'll be the one who ends it.

District 3

Casmerirl Mclellan

I'm started to regret almost killing the Gamemakers, it most likely sealed away mine and my brothers fate. I slump down in my chair and eagerly watch as my brother's face appears on the TV.

I feel this suspense as Ceaser holds the words in his mouth. "...4..."

Niall is just tapping on the corner of his chair, seeming like he doesn't notice. "Niall did you hear your score?" I ask him politely.

"a 4, that's the worst score so far." He says sadly and staring at the arm of the couch.

My brother comes in with a bottle of liquor in his hand, he notices the Tv and a 1 under my face.

"No Niall, that's the worst score so far. Actually it's the worst score I've seen a tribute get, so props for that sis. You beat your 18 year old sister Niall, so props for that too."He says as he ruffles Niall's blonde hair. He climbs over the couch and flops down in the middle of us.

"I got a 5 in my games, but now I'm here sat next to my brother and sister who got pretty much the same score as me." He pauses and takes a drink of his liquor. "What I'm trying to say is that scores don't mean anything, it doesn't mean how far you'll get it doesn't mean how many kills you get. It means nothing. Hell most careers got a 10 in my games and they're all dead and I'm not. The person who wins is the person who gives up their humanity fastest."

Niall is still tapping away on his chair arm and I don't think he'll have a hard time giving up his humanity, it pains me to think that my 13 year old brother has a better chance at winning than I do. It's pathetic and everyone knows it is, maybe if I succeeded in killing the gamemakers we wouldn't have to fight, but now we're here and there's no getting out.

I'd rather keep my humanity.

District 4

Tobias Trenton

"They got a 5 overall, they've got the lowest score so far even if they both add their score together. That's pretty pathetic." I point-out to Nixie who just nods in agreement.

I twiddle my fingers as I think about the rapidly approaching games. What would Marine think if I got a low score? My hand moves to the earing that's hooked onto my shirt. I'll win for you Marine, I'll be back before you know it.

My face appears on the Television and the room goes silent. I feel like I'm going to lose my breath but thankfully a 10 flashes on the screen before I do.

The room erupts in cheering and glasses being clanged together, everyone is congratulating me and nobody seems to notice a respectable 7 flash in front of Nixie's face.

Nobody goes to congratulate her so I decide to do it myself. "A 7 is good Nixie, I doubt very many people will be able to beat that."

She looks at me and gives me a thanking nod before her eyes set back on the Tv, I can't help but feel sorry for her. Our floor is shouting my name and completely ignoring her. I guess in the end they know only one can win.

And they decided it's me

District 5

Thomas Gomez

My face flashes on the screen after Nixe's from 4. I can feel Alice's eyes burrowing into the back of my head. I feel pretty bad about the other day, I've tried to build up the courage to say something to her but every time I do I remember it's the games in less than 2 days and our deal was meant to be off then.

I've felt myself being drawn towards a cigarette since I got to the Capitol by I tell myself that I've tried to hard to stop but it doesn't work. It's like a homing beacon and it's finally at its home.

A 5 flashes across my face and personally I thought I could do better, I shouldn't have used the knife, then I would have at least won the fight. And I was even kind to the Gamemakers something that I'm very rarely to people who are deciding how I die.

Next up Alice's face rolls onto the screen and a 7 crosses over her face.

How the hell did my crazy ass District partner get a higher score than me? Not just one point. Two points better than me! The Gamemakers must be as crazy as she is if she gave her a 7.

I turn to her and see her smug reaction looking at the Tv. "How did you get a 7?" I ask her bluntly.

"Do you know the phrase 'break a leg?'" She asks me. I nod and she continues. "I did literally."

I look at her confused, until I let out a sigh. "Look Alice about the other da-"

"I'm sorry too." She says quickly, before turning her head around in a blush.

"So about allies?"I ask her.

"You already have an alliance. I don't get on with people anyway." She says sadly, staring down at the floor.

"Nathaniel and Aviva are nice people, Maxim can get annoying but his name opens the door for so many puns that it makes up for it." I added.

"I'll think about it, I'm not promising anything." She replies.

I give her a good-natured smirk then I turn to spot Maxim and his score on Tv and I let out a groan so loud I bet he can hear it from the floor above.

District 6

Sam Dronem

"Max you got a 5! A 5!" My escort screams at Max proudly. "A 12-year-old very rarely get's over a 4!" The escort grabs him and starts spinning him around the room with glee.

I roll my eyes, why would they give a goddamn 12-year-old a 6 and after he clearly has no sense in anything.

My face appears on the screen and to my horror I only get a 6.

"What the hell! What did you do to get yourself a 5 and I goddamn almost broke my neck!" I scream at him.

He looks at me weirdly. "I did CPR!" He says happily.

I look at him with disgust. "How did CPR get you a 5 and me putting my life in danger only gets me a 6?! I say at him harshly

He looks at me innocently and shrugs his shoulders. "Sam a 6 is a good! You're from District 6 and you got a 6! That has to mean something." Max says eagerly.

I roll my eyes at him. "Or it could just mean the Gamemakers don't like me enough to give me anything higher." I say truthfully.

"The Gamemakers liked me and my Maximum ability. So they probably liked your Samimum ability" Max says proudly, his straight face twitching into a smirk.

I let out a sigh and set my sights back on the TV, Max still acting chuffed about his joke.

District 7

Pyla Mournier

"How's your alliance going?" Kinnision asks me.

"It's going great, York is great really. What about your alliance?" I reply good-naturedly

Kinnison stares at the floor embarrassingly. "I don't have an alliance." He says sadly. "Silvia asked me for one but I don't want to be in an alliance, especially with her."

"I thought you two were close? You were talking to her all the time through training."

Kinnisons face appears on the screen an a 7 moves across it.

"I never really wanted allies, and I'd rather not have her watching my back anyway. She's not as trustworthy as she looks ya no?" He says to me skeptically.

Another 7 appears in front of my name and I let out a relieved sigh as the decent score vanishes from the screen.

"Congrats, I couldn't have done better myself." Kinnison says sarcastically.

I roll my eyes at him and turn my head to watch as District 8 appears on the screen.

District 8

Silvia Emerson

"Kurt how the hell did your pathetic little ass get a 7?" I ask Kurt distastefully

"I did what you told me to do." He replies seriously, a big change from his usual carefree attitude.

"I thought you said wrapping legs around things is awkward for a boy?" I snapped.

"No the other thing you said, about being more like a career." He says sternly. "No one wants to ally with me. No one. But everyone wants to ally with the careers."

"What about the big alliance that has the people from 9? I'm sure they'll accept you." I say to him encouragingly.

"They already have 4. Plus the 12-year-old from 6 will make things unnaturally tough." He criticized.

My face becomes visible and a 6 passed over my face, rage passes over me as I realize my pathetic District partner got a better score than me.

I look over expecting a smug face but it's still just as emotionless as it was before. He really took what I said to heart.

I sigh and move over to sit next to Kurt. "If you really want an alliance so bad... You can join me. Although no more career Kurt I want normal annoying Kurt."

Kurt's eyes grow brighter as I say this. "A-Are you serious? We can be...Allies?"

I nod at him and he relaxes. "You know if you said yes the first time then I wouldn't have had to ask everyone for an alliance." He says teasingly. "God I almost went as far as asking the creep from 10 for an alliance."

District 9

Nathaniel Gould

Ceaser clears his throat before reading out District 9. "Nathaniel Gould...With a score of 6."

"A 6? I definitely wasn't expecting that." I say confusedly, Aviva is looking at the TV with the same surprised expression on her face.

She sets her sights back on the red pen I gave her back on the train, it seems like the day we first met was so long ago...

Aviva's face turns onto the TV next with a number 5 moving across her face. She looks up to the TV and her eyes widen with glee. "Is a 5 good?" She asks me nervously

I give her a good-natured smile before nodding. "A 5 is a really good score Aviva, you beat the 18-year-old from 3!" I tell her reassuringly.

She looks at me and a smile appears onto her face as turns her head and looks me in the eye. "I'm glad I got to meet you Nathaniel, even if we met in the worst place ever I'm glad you're my District partner. I mean... I don't want you to go into the Hunger Games but I'm glad you're entering the games with me." She says gently, her words becoming more nervous as she finished the sentence. "I didn't mean for it to sound like that."

Laughter escapes my lips as I itch the back of my head. "It's fine Aviva, I'm glad I got to experience the time with you too but I know it wont be over so quickly, we have a dependable alliance to watch out backs. We wont be going down quickly, we have the same number as the careers."

"But the Careers got 10s and 9s, the highest our alliance got was a 6." She says sadly, staring down at the floor.

"No one in the career alliance got a 10, District 4 doesn't seem to like the careers this year. I guess we'll just have to avoid more than two alliances than the regular one." I say as Shawn's face flashes on the TV.

District 10

Eve Div

Shawn's creepy smirk refuses to leave his face, even when the 7 crosses his face it doesn't seem to falter.

"What did you do to get a 7?" I ask him nervously.

He turns his head to face me and his bangs move over his face creepily. "I didn't faint like the mongrel you are, I would never expect a girl who murdered her father to faint in front of the careers." he says to me icily.

I start feeling dizzy as his words leave his lips. "You don't know what it was like!" I scream at him until my throat feels like its burning. "You didn't see him half-beating my mother to death, you didn't see him push over my siblings. You didn't see the life drain from his eyes."

His smirk drops from his face and turns into a thinking stance. "What did it look like for life to drain out of his eyes." He asks me with a puzzled look on his face.

"Why are you asking me? You'll probably be causing someone's life to drain out of their eyes in a matter of days." I snap back at him.

"Doesn't it scare you? That the 'innocent' and 'trustworthy' Eve has killed a person before the 'creep' who everyone avoids? It puzzles me to no beyond." He says as the all-so-familiar smirk reassigns on his face.

I turn my head to the TV to see a 5 cross over my face. I wince in anticipation of the obvious comment which will come from Shawn.

Instead I hear a smug snort and the comment never comes to my great surprise. So I slump in my chair and close my eyes, trying to forget everything that's happened over the past week, is tomorrow the last day I have alive? I lie down on the couch and try and ignore Shawn's gasping and reactions as the scores from District 11 appear on the screen.

District 11

Maize Corinth

We both got an 8? The love-struck Ursula got an 8? It's almost as unimaginable as it is stupid, she just made herself a much bigger target in with the careers as she could ever imagine, although the 10 from District 4 may have cooled her down as a heated target, but we all have our jobs to do, even If our jobs is to kill other tributes.

I feel a presence behind me and I whip my head around to see Ursula staring down at me, I jump backwards across the floor trying to get away from her as she stares down at with menacing eyes.

"You know Maize, we're all alone in this big Capitol room and it's too early to go to bed." She says as she looks down at the floor and twirls her finger on the nearby table. "We have time to burn and a bedroom next to us, whatever shall we do." She says seductively.

I panic and back into TV, looking around desperately for a way out. "Hey Ursula you're a nice person and all but I don't want to ruin our deep friendship we have." I say nervously, trying to back away from her.

"Oh Maize I love you so much..." She mutters, not taking her eyes off me.

My eyes frantically dart around the room, looking for a safe haven I can go to. I spot my safe haven a second too late as she dives on me.

We're on the floor, she latches onto my body as I wildly try to push her off, I finally get the upper hand and throw her off me.

"Listen Ursula, I don't love you in the same way as you love me. I love you in a friend type of way! Not literally love you obviously, just the average District partner bond love!" I countered, running off behind the couch for the safe distance.

She stops and stares at me and then slumps down on the floor and starts crying. "Oh Maize why did you join the careers? We could have been the perfect alliance! They would have loved us and we could have been together for even longer but you had to ruin it by joining the same alliance that wants to murder you!"

Instead of feeling pity I instead feel relief that she's finally stopped the pursuit on me. I stare at her sobbing figure and remind myself she'll most likely be dead in the oncoming days and I'll finally be free of her obsessive annoyance.

I jump over her couch and ignore her as the boy from District 12 appears on the TV, her crying becomes louder and in response I just turn the TV up louder, she lets out a grunt of annoyance before storming off into her room.

District 12

Trinity Castravalva

A 7 crosses over York's face and I let out a growl of irritation. I turn to him to expect a smug grin but his face is as calm as it usually is.

I stand up from the floor and walk over to him. "How the hell did you manage to get a 7? Did your little ally give you some props?" I sneer at him.

He looks at me and rolls his eyes casually before his eyes go back to the Tv.

"Hey stop ignoring me! I'm talking to you Maggot!" I scream at him.

"My names Maggio, not Maggot. Either way at least you can pronounce my second name without trying oh-so-many times." He says calmly, not taking his eyes of the TV.

I feel rage boil up inside me. How dare he insult me, He's going to pay for that gravely...

I pounce at him, fingernails at the ready and arms outstretched, I'm confident I'm going to get him until in one swift movement he brings his arm out and I dive right into it. I let out a groan as I fall to the floor.

He bends over to look at me. "After pushing me into a wall, punching me in the face, trying to push me off the chariots. I think I'm pretty certain to when you're about to flip and it's only been less than a week." He says matter-of-factly.

As I'm on the floor I just catch the last second of my score and thankfully I only get a 4, keeping my skills hidden will help me go undetected from the careers and any other tributes who go after the ones with the highest scores.

I stay on the floor for a while, refusing to get up and face York after he easily countered my attack, I'm only thankful that the Capitol floors are clean and are quite comfortable, I could sleep here if only there wasn't a much more comfortable bed a few meters away.

Ok here are the Scores and I actually didn't mean to make the 3 outer District's hate their District partners but ohwell. Hate all around! ((Let's not include District 6 from this because they aren't an outer District but they hate each other, or more so Sam hates poor little Max)

Here's the New poll Results!

Tobias with 2 Votes

Domita, Kinnion, Alice and Eve with 1 Vote.

The results don't really show anything and the Poll results will never change the results of the story so all is well, Although some of the results surprise me but I think Tobias will be very happy that he's on the top to win.

Also I just wanted to say if everyone who got their tribute into the story still reading? There's only a handful of the People who got a tribute in reviewing and I was wondering if you are still reading this? Just a little curious if you are still reading.

Also I'm sorry your character didn't get the score you asked them, some characters score increased and some decreased to what I thought they would get.

Thanks for reading! Reviews, constructive criticism are always greatly appreciated.