A/N: Hi everyone! I'm back, this time with the scores of all the tributes plus their reactions…

Lysander MacNeal – District 1

"Welcome, Panem, to the latest episode of the Hunger Games!" The show host, Vannessa Starr, sits behind a desk, holding a handful of papers. "And tonight we will be discussing the tributes' scores!"

I swallow hard, glancing at Hypatia nervously. The pressure's heavy on both of us, and the District 2 and 4 tributes, to get high scores. I ball my fists and stare straight at the screen as Vannessa reads off the first piece of paper.

"Lysander MacNeal of District 1: a score of 10."

I give a sigh of relief. I expected something like that. Persephone, our escort, claps her hands excitedly and whispers, "Well done, darling!" Lilith looks pleased but doesn't say anything.

Hypatia Diamond – District 1

"Hypatia Diamond of District 1 with a score of 9."

Nine? Nine! "That's not fair though!" I say loudly. "I did way more than him anyway! How come I get a 9?"

I see Lysander roll his eyes but I don't care. Lilith shoots me a glare. "Stop acting like a spoiled brat, Hypatia. Most Careers get a score between 8 and 12."

I sigh and fold my arms, trying to think of what I could've done better in my session.

Johnathan Victor – District 2

Shailene and I sit on the couch with our escort, Claudiessa, and Harrison, who has been going on all night about how low he thinks our scores will be. I'm desperate to prove him wrong, but I'm also worried in case he's right.

"Johnathan Victor of District 2 – a score of 8."

Eight. I sigh loudly. Claudiessa looks apologetic. I glance at Harrison. Despite being a little drunk, our mentor is still able to comprehend what the TV host said. He raises his eyebrows at me.

"I guess you put on a spectacular show, then?"

I sigh again and lean back against the couch. Eight is probably the lowest score for a Career. This is bad. Really bad.

Shailene Swift – District 2

"Shailene Swift from District 2, with a score of 8."

"No! No way!" I shout at the TV screen, anger boiling up inside my stomach. "I can't have the same score as him!" I point my finger at Johnathan, furious. It's not fair! I did my knife-throwing!

"Shailene, dear, do be quiet," Claudiessa says gently. I glare at Harrison, who is smirking at me.

Why didn't I get a higher score? "This is all your fault!" I shout at nobody in particular, and run out of the room.

Jai Zenon – District 3

"Jai Zenon of District 3 – a score of 9."

I smile as our escort, Corallaine, walks into the room and gasps at the big silver number on the screen. "You got a nine? Oh, wonderful!"

Pixella nods slightly. "Yes, that's…that's good." She hasn't really spoken to any of us since the train ride, and her presence is really unnerving, but when she does speak she usually has something wise to say. "If you get…a high score, then you do well in the Games."

I glance at Tierney. She looks miserable.

"I know I'm going to be terrible…" she says, her head in her hands. I don't say anything.

Tierney Zenon – District 3

"Tierney Zenon from District 3…with a score of 6."

My eyes widen and I give a small smile. A score of six? That's actually better than I hoped for! I was sure I would get a four or a five at least!

"Good job," Jai says, smiling, as Corallaine pats me on the back. I glance over at Pixella. I don't really like her much, but her opinion matters I guess.

"You were average," Pixella says. "Not good enough."

My smile vanishes.

Scyllas Oceans – District 4

"Scyllas Oceans from District 4, with a score of 9."

Nine. Well, I suppose it could be much worse. I know that my allies all got more or less the same score as that, so at least we're not too far apart. It's good to know we're on the same skill level.

Our escort, Millennia, gives a squeal of excitement and flutters around me, saying how she pleased she is with my score.

Pavati stays silent, obviously nervous. Finnlay, our mentor, keeps quiet, but when I catch his eye he gives me a nod of approval.

Pavati Nox – District 4

"Pavati Nox of District 4 – with a score of 10."

Ten! I gasp in surprise. Did I really do that well? It didn't feel like I was showing much in the actual session. Millennia hugs me and goes on about how proud she is, while Finnlay congratulates us.

I glance at Scyllas. If we're going to be allies, I have to be on good terms with him. "You did well," I say politely.

Scyllas doesn't look very happy that I got a higher score than him, but he nods tersely. "You too." At least he's willing to co-operate.

Zachary Hillman – District 5

"Zachary Hillman of District 5, scoring a 5."

A five? Nobody's gotten a five yet. Even that girl from 3 got a higher score than me. I sigh and sit back on the couch. Maybe I didn't try hard enough. But I can't exactly go back in time.

"Well, you've screwed up." Xeph tells me. I don't bother to look around at him. I know now that my chance of winning has just decreased. Even if I make a good impression at the interviews, nobody's going to pay me much notice.

Our escort, Hestia, lays a hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry, dear," she says, more sympathetic than I was expecting. "I'm sure you'll still have a chance."

Camelia gives me a 'too-bad' look and then turns excitedly to the TV when her name is said.

Camelia Jordan – District 5

"Camelia Jordan of District 5, with a score of 6."

Oh. I sit back, disappointed. I thought I did better than that! And that seems a little unfair. Didn't I do well with the spears too?

Then I remember how my shelter fell down and when I knocked over my fire at the two survival stations. That must have set me back. Ugghh…

Xeph looks displeased, but Hestia smiles at me. "Well, don't look so glum! You got an average score!"

Whatever. Over-average would have been better. I glare at the TV screen and sulk.

Jason "Ace" Dodge – District 6

"Jason Dodge from District 6, with a score of 6."

Six! Well, that's more than I expected, but still. I would have liked something a bit higher, at least a seven, maybe. Our escort Rubietta smiles at me but doesn't say anything. Olivia looks totally indifferent, which is unhelpful.

No matter what I got, though, I know that my District partner's score will be the worst of them all. From what she said at dinner, she didn't even do anything except some simple plant quiz!

Kiva Briks – District 6

"Kiva Briks of District 6 – a score of 3."

I give a sob and bury my face in my hands. A score of 3…a score of 3…why didn't I do anything in the session? I've got the lowest score so far and I realize I only have myself to blame!

"Oh, Kiva, darling…" Rubietta says, hurrying over to me. But nobody can console me. I can't deal with this anymore. In a fit, I run out of the room to my bedroom.

I have no chance. No chance at all! It's so unfair! Why couldn't they give me a higher score?

Charlie Burns – District 7

"Charlie Burns of District 7, with a score of 6."

A score of six. Well, I guess it could be worse. But if I was ever hoping to make a good impression, I've lost the chance. I sigh and glance over at Quinn. She doesn't seem to care about my score, and instead stares at the large screen, waiting for her big silver number to appear.

Our escort, Sapphirya, pats my shoulder and tells me that it doesn't matter. Of course it matters! I really wish I had worked more on my axe skills…then maybe I wouldn't have missed the dummies so many times.

Great job, Char. I feel like I've failed myself.

Quinn Heartwood – District 7

"Quinn Heartwood from District 7, with a score of 7."

What? How did I get such a high score? My heart soars as the silver number circles the screen and slowly fades away. I can't believe it. I was sure I would get a five or six.

Charlie looks glum at my larger score, but I really don't care. Sapphirya congratulates me and Rowanna, our mentor, looks proud. I'm proud of myself too. Who knew I could get such a high score? Especially since all I used were the survival stations.

Robin Weaver – District 8

"Robin Weaver of District 8 – a score of 5."

That's…that's disappointing. I try to think back to what I did. Running, sword-fighting, some survival skills…surely that's at least worthy of a seven or six? I fold my arms.

Cordelia comes over and sits on the couch with us both. "Well. It could be worse," she says quietly.

Our mentor, Jake, hasn't even bothered to come and see the scores, and to be honest I can't stand to be near him. Probably drinking away all his worries in his room. Great. So I'm now stuck with a bad score and a bad mentor. Plus a District partner that doesn't care about me.

Wilhelmina "Will" Forbes – District 8

"Wilhelmina Forbes from District 8 – with a score of 4."

No. Way.

A score of four?

That can't be right! That means I've got the second-lowest score out of all the tributes! Second-lowest to that squirt Kiva Briks from Six!

How is this happening?

Robin shoots me a sympathetic look but I don't bother to acknowledge it. And to top it all off, our stupid mentor hasn't even bothered to see the stupid scores.

I storm off to my room.

Corren Faleaf – District 9

"Corren Faleaf from District 9 – with a score of 7."

Seven. Great. I mean, I wasn't expecting a huge score from the moment I stepped into the Hall, but this is OK I guess.

I look over at Vita. She's pacing the room and keeps glancing excitedly at the TV screen, obviously desperate to hear what kind of score she gets. Of course, only a District 2 transplant in District 9 gets excited over the scores. I roll my eyes.

Our mentor, Cressa, smiles at me and nods. She's one of the oldest mentors, in her mid forties or so, but she's pretty understanding and is probably one of the best. So at least I have a good mentor as well as a score.

Vita Sairne – District 9

"Vita Sairne from District 9 – a score of 8."

Yes! A high score! Of course, all along I knew I would get something about 5 at least, but 8 is brilliant!

Corren glares at me, obviously not appreiciating my show of enthusiasm, but I don't care. With a score like this, I get more sponsors, which means more potential gifts, which could mean my eventual victory…the thought makes me smile.

Cressa gives me a high-five and I watch the rest of the scoring in good spirits. This has to be a sign.

Orion "Rio" Adams – District 10

"Orion Adams from District 10 – a score of 8."

So I received the same score as the girl from 9. Interesting. And, if I recall, the scores of the pair from District 2. Which is very good. I am pleased.

Our mentor, some old woman named Leah, gives me a nod. She doesn't like speaking to me, I can tell, because, like most of the people here she thinks I am crazy. I wish people would stop thinking that. I know they talk about me and Scar too.

Royalla smiles at me nervously. "Well done, Orion!"

I hate her.

Scarlet "Scar" Adams – District 10

"Scarlet Adams of District 10, with a score of 8."

Eight. That's my lucky number too. And the same score as Orion, which is very good. It's good to be the same as my twin. That way we can stay together more easily.

Leah smiles at me. I know she thinks I am less 'crazy' than my twin, which is absurd and unfair. We are both the same. We have always been the same.

Royalla's also pleased with me, but I don't care about her or her opinion. I turn my attention to the screen again, watching for the next score.

Diego Durian – District 11

"Diego Durian, from District 11 – a score of 6."

Six. Well, it's better than I thought. Maybe I shoud have tried harder though. Maybe I should have made more of my time.

Again, I think of my sister. I wonder if she can see my score. Or if she's dead.

Stop thinking about her and concentrate on the Hunger Games! I tell myself. You're in the Hunger Games!

It's hard though. And I guess it's only going to get harder from here.

Henrietta "Hen" Joseph – District 11

"Henrietta Joseph from District 11 – a score of 6."

I got the same as Diego, then. Actually, I got the same as a lot of the others, which is kind of comforting in a weird way. Now I know that I'm not going to stick out like a sore thumb, which was what our mentor warned us about.

Speak of the devil. When he isn't off his face on drugs, Oscar is either drunk or a right pain in the ass to be in company with. He comes through the door, waving his arms.

"So? What were your scores, then?" he yells at us. I sigh as Cornelius hurries over to sedate him.

Corbin Latter – District 12

Finally. One of the many problems that come from being a tribute of 12 is that we're always last.

"Corbin Latter from District 12 – a score of 4."

A four. Really? Was I that bad? I got the same score as that girl from 8 then. And only a point above that soppy girl from 6. What a place to be in.

I finish off the hot chocolate that Fondant gave us and snap that I'm going to bed. I just need to escape for a bit.

Annabella Reed – District 12

"And finally, our last tribute: Annabella Reed from District 12 with a score of 5!"

Five! Wow! I was really not expecting that kind of score. I turn to Fondant, who is clapping her hands together excitedly. "Oh, well done, darling!" she says to me. "You even got more than Corbin!"

I smile as our mentor, Milly, switches off the TV and throws the remote on the couch. "Good job, honey," she says to me. "You might just have a small chance after all."

And those were the scores!

Questions:

1. Which reaction did you like best?

2. Which reaction did you like least?

3. Were the scores predictable or expected?

~Sky~