Finally no more reapings. I find them boring to write, and I am not really that good to be honest. I am happy to do the train rides instead. I do not know why, but I love train rides! They are the first signs of interaction with other tributes aside from the handshake. Reaping chapters are rubbish. They are go die in a hole rubbish. I am not joking. xD. Anyways, here we go.

Glamour Paparazzi- 18- District 1 Female

I sigh while I stare blankly at the wall. I did not bother talking to our escort, whatever her name is. I decided that I should not interact with my district partner, August today. Maybe later, because the Capitol loves district friendship. It will help me with sponsors. I just need to look pretty... but I am fat. No one at the Capitol will like me. Even if the others are fatter, I am pretty sure I will be the target of their animosity. It makes me frown, but I just sit up. No use complaining here.

Complaining. I cannot believe everyone thinks that I am just a whiny bitch, ready to complain if I do not get what I want, and I am just a spoiled brat. No, no, no! I am not that at all. I actually have a chance to win these games, and the other careers actually have no chance to win! I am not a whiner, I am a champion! People think I am just a slut, spreading my legs at the first chance I get to have an advantage in the games. Again, that is false. I growl at the mirror, and I put the few loose strands of hair in place, and I walk into the main train room. I see August there with a blank expression.

Why is August so weird? He never shows any emotion for what I tell, and I remember his name being called for the winner of the male spot for the games. Instead of hooping and hollering like Fireopal and Othello did, he just shrugged his shoulders and walk up to the front of the room like he won a tame tournament. He is very much not victor material. He is just too boring. I can change that for the Capitol.

He turns to looks at me, but I just turn around. He is just watching the news. It fits him, honestly. I head to the restroom. I groan when my stomach rumbles from pain. Maybe I should eat more, but then I will run the risk of blowing up of fatness. I place my finger down my throat, and five seconds later, the vomit is already erupting out of my mouth, into the toilet, which automatically flushes away the evidence.

Or so I thought.

My head turns, and I see August just staring at me, and I see a brief flicker of confusion on his face, but then the look comes back a bit later... he seems confused about why I am throwing up. Why is he confused? Is this not normal? I usually see other girls do this to keep their waistline thin, but whatever. "Why are you throwing up?" he says. "Are you nervous about your impending doom."

I am not the one who will die. Never me.

Cassius Ellius- 18- District 2 Male

My face remains blank when I look at Maya. From what I heard, and my glance at her before the games started, she just looks stupid, ugly, and weak. Not that I will say it to her face. Get this part of the story straight, I am not scared of her. Only an idiot would be afraid of her. I am only not doing anything because it would be stupid for a career to do. And I am not stupid, I will make not silly mistakes that could get me kicked out of the career pack. The supplies are needed. I certainly do not waste my time in the training center on things like plant identification or fire making. Only stupid outliers would do that! I am not stupid!

I laugh when I see our escort come in, fumbling with a box. But the person behind him is what matters. Juno Abeck. The District 2 champion from last year! She got a record setting seven kills, killing three in the bloodbath, the boy from 1, the girl from 4, and finally two in the finale. But what she did was plain wrong. Teaming up with that stupid boy for the games instead of being with the careers the whole time... disgraceful!

Her eyes narrow down when she sees us, and then she just sighs. She better not be disappointing in us! If she is, I will tear this woman apart! Snap a bitch in half, that is what I will do. Maya turns to look at me. She looks pissed off at me. Maybe I was not that great at hiding secrets from others. I think about the time I kicked my brother in the balls, just before the reaping. Little brat, talking to a family member. Who does that?

"So, you guys are my tributes." Juno says, taking a seat next to Maya, which I coldly note. Of course she decides she has to be with the woman. Wasn't she a lesbian? Of course she would favor Maya. Stupid woman. Maya is a lost cause.

"We know that!" I say, rolling my eyes.

"Shut up." she says. "If you want to be like that, then maybe I should not help you at all. You seem like you are idiotic, and unable to do anything. I should just help Maya, because at least she actually stands a chance."

"Sorry, I am just so excited." I say dryly. Juno takes a couple of deep breaths, then she goes into some lame rant about water or something. Who even cares? I will be able to get tons of sponsors to just hand me water! I run towards the bathroom to take a leak, and during the piss, I think about how easily I will kill Maya... maybe in the bloodbath. No. That would go against the career code. Do not be like Juno.

Link Bishop- 15- District 3 Male

"We should watch the reapings." Maisy says. "It well help us to know what we are up against early."

"I was going to anyways, but whatever. Let us watch it then." I reply back, before I see Maisy fumble with the controller, trying to turn the television on. I seriously need to evaluate the fact that she only one arm. I am not really sure that she would be a great ally. Not to be rude about her one arm, but I do not think that I would have much in common with her and get along with her. But there are no worries. There is not a need to rush.

She finally gets the TV to turn on, and I look in awe when I see the first two tributes. The girl's name is very good, even for District 1 standards: Glamour Paparazzi. She looks great, not that I am in love or something... ew. I see the boy, and his name is pretty ok. August Waters. In any case, a dynamic duo that will cause pain for the rest of us... yay. The girl from 2 looks strong like the other two, but the boy is something else... he is probably going to be one of the biggest threats in these games. I see us getting reaped. Such a death sentence.

The pair from 4 make it very clear that they are brother and sister, further proved by both having the surname "Simmons." It is annoying that everyone is a threat... it makes it a lot more difficult in the end. The feeling is multiplied when I want to win... I am honestly really nervous for the games, but I cannot let it show to the public. The pair from 5 is kind of generic, sadly the girl is just a young twelve-year-old girl. She will die, and quickly. I can just hope she gets a quick, painless death. The boy looks like he could be a cool ally. His name is Dax Lukic... nice name. Why am I noting the fact that everyone has nice names? Anyways, District 6 looks... what the actual fuck? Did they just shoot that girls sister for wanting to be with her? The boy is almost an afterthought now, but it looks like he is serene with that.

God damn.

That is just plain cruel!

District 7 in theory should always be good, because of the labor they have to do, even though I am not one to stereotype... anyways, the boy looks really strong, and the girl has a temper, from what I can see. The first two pairs only had one actual threat, but this duo looks like it could really pack a punch. Dammit. Of course the games I am in just so happens to be the ones with the good District 7 pair... stop complaining Link, it will be okay. The pair from District 8 did really well last year, but this year they seem a bit weaker. Not that I am the final call on anything, because Terry was third last time, and he only scored a four. The boy looks like someone that will be on my radar, but the girl seems like she will not get far. Is it bad that I only see how it improves my odds? The pair from 9 seems... oh god. The boy is dragged up the stage. What even happened to the boy? Do I want to know? Probably not. The girl is twelve, which is sad. But it looks like she has a fire to light, and prove everyone wrong. I hope not, because I do not want to die to this girl.

The outer districts, so to speak, are next, and I gasp when the label of weak tributes is shed instantly when I see the boy from 10, Rammy his name. He is... now I know what the tributes who saw Mada, that boy from District 9 two years ago, felt like. A very strong looking outlier... hopefully history will repeat itself, and he dies quickly, selfish as it is to say. I finally look over to see what Maisy is doing, and she is just biting he nails. I look away as the girl comes on, being quite shy. The pair from 11 is next, and they both are young... I ignore it when I see two twelve year olds in District 12... much younger than the pair from 11.

So, I could be screwed, but I will not give up.

Aidan Simmons- 18- District 4 Male

Your sister is better than you.

You are only a career because of your sister.

You will die in the bloodbath.

Nice knowing you, Aidan.

Oh, how little they knew. They think that I am the weaker of the two, and that I was only put in the games so District 4 can get more sponsors with a brother and sister act. Little people actually know that I am better than my sister. I am not trying to brag, but I just did not put in all the effort I could have in the training center at first. That is what people judge me on, even to this day. Lilly even sadly admitted we are actually equal, and I may just a slight pinch better.

Everyone I see is just fine. Nobody too great in the outliers. I do not even pay attention to them. I pay attention to Glamour, August, Maya, and Cassius. Glamour is very skinny, and it is weird. Her lack of weight may harm her. I grab some fries and eat them quickly. Need extra calories to burn. August seems like he may be a tad generic, but he is really not that bad. Maya seems strong, and it is like she has a purpose. Finally, Cassius. He may sadly be the best career, but we can all outshine him in other ways I hope.

Prove them wrong Aidan, you can do it.

Terra Wallace- 12- District 5 Female

I twist my hair around, and I continue to play with it. I shudder when I think about going to the games... why was I picked? The odds were in my favor, and now I have a great chance to die. But I cannot just give up! That would make me look weak. I am not weak! I am strong. At least I hope so... it would be bad if I am weak. I just had to go in the games when I am twelve. This is the most confusing part of my life right now, puberty and everything. Why are we even allowed in the games? We have no chance...

No! Do not think like that, Terra! I get off the couch and head for the table, brushing past my escort, whatever his name is. I am annoyed he is our mentor. I wish I was from District 9 or 2. Even though I would just rather just not be in the games, that may be just me. I see Dax at the table, and he looks on guard. Is he afraid? Fine, even I know that is not true. He would really be a coward if he was afraid of me.

"Oh, hi Terra." He says quietly, sipping some orange juice.

"We have arrived at the Capitol. Please remain in your train until we call you again. Tributes, it is time to meet the Capitol." The intercom says... oh crap. I forgot that was a thing in the games. I know my main concerns should be about the actual games, but the Capitol people are stupid. "You may now leave the train. I repeat, you may now all leave the train. We will give instruction on where to go."

Dax and I step off of the train, and we look in awe at the Capitol. Sure, we see on TV all the time, just to rub it in to the districts about how poor we are. But it looks so much better in real life. Honestly, if this place did not murder everyone, I would actually love it. I see a peacekeeper walk up to Dax and I, and I frown. "Terra Wallace, correct?" the peacekeeper asks me.

"Yes." I say.

"Then follow me." he says. We walk for a solid five minutes, and I ignore everyone from the Capitol. I yell at them to wait a minute, and they all start following me. Out of everyone they could be following, it is weird. All of the careers are strong killers, as are some of the outlier boys, but I am the one they are following... oh well, at least I get some sponsors, at least I hope I do. I am at my booth, and I groan.

Oh god, here we go.

Drew Coleson- 16- District 6 Male

During the whole train ride, I used my wits and skill with talking to make Hadley my friend. I acted like I cared about her sister dying, even though I did not. I do not really get upset about random people I do not know dying. I just cannot care about them, people I have never seen them before. But the train ride has wrapped up, and we are in the Capitol. Trying to be nice to Capitol people is a lot harder than Hadley. I hate people from the Capitol, but charming them is my best chance to get sponsors, so I am not going to be stupid and waste this chance. Rebellious people, like that girl from 7, will die early because she is unlikable.

Not that I care.

Anyways, I am talking to this random lady with orange skin everywhere, except for the fact that her breasts are pink. That is actually weird. She also has green hair, and a ruby implanted into her forehead. Speaking of implants, it is obvious that the woman has breast implants. I try hard not to roll my eyes at her. She looks like some kind of toxic monster, and it sends a shiver up and down my spine... creepy lady.

After she leaves, I go up to Hadley, who is not doing really good with the people. She is crying, and the Capitol is confused... why? Are they stupid? Why do I even need to ask, I already know the answer. Anyways, I tap her shoulder, and she turns towards me, a smile forming on her face for a split second, before she goes back to crying. I hand her a pack of fries, and she quickly eats them. I tell her she should eat a lot, and she starts chomping down on it. Good, have bad manners right now. The Capitol will like you less... I really am a smart person, am I not? "Thank you" she says to me, smiling.

"I know you are so sad about your sister. What happened to the poor girl was a tragedy." I say. I am lying, like I said, because I do not care about the death of some random girl. She means nothing to me. "But you are a strong person." I tell her. Still lying, the girl is crying like she lost her sister... oh wait, she did! "You can get through this. I know you can."

All of the lying is making me sick. I literally do not care about Hadley, but I need allies. And lots of them. I know I am not going to win solo. When I go back to my podium thing, another woman comes up to me, looking normal besides the pink hair. She looks old, but it looks like she is trying to stay "hip" so she can be like the cool kids. Interesting. "Wow young man, you are a nice man."

Good. The fools actually think it.

Elizabeth Star- 15- District 7 Female

What is happening right now reminds me all to well about what happened at school before I was reaped today. Because of the fact that there is a girl who will not shut the fuck up, and my anger is rising. I gave the cold shoulder to Lucas during the time we were riding the train together. Because he bothers me. Not that I actually have a good, solid reason to do so. Just because of him in general.

I do not even spare him a glance. The same could be said the stupid girl who will just not shut her damn mouth. She is saying I am mean for not being excited to go in the games, and that I should be grateful. Fuck that! Why would I be grateful to go in the games? You know, the games that I may actually die in? But no, I should just be grateful that I am being sent to my death. Stupid lady, I really hope that everyone in the Capitol is not as stupid as her. "Shut up!" I yell to the annoying lady. "I do not care about you, and if being sent into the games is an honor, than you take my place. I dare you!"

Her gasp actually makes my ears ring... are you kidding me? This day is actually horrible. I had to listen to that stupid girl complaining forever, I got reaped to go to the Hunger Games, where I have a good chance to die, and now I actually have to talk to these retards! I know I am complaining, but it is actually really stupid that these people exist! I am actually about to punch her in the face. "The games are not for the people of the Capitol. The district do it because they like it! It is for honor, and to entertain us! We find it fun to watch, so if you think that I deserve to go in the games, you have another thing coming! You may think that I am some sort of joke? Well, I am not! The careers are better than you, every single one! The boy from 6 is charming, the boy from 10 is really strong, and your own district partner actually stands a chance, but you do not! You should just kill yourself now! Prepare to fight, because I have martial arts training!"

Shut up.

Right after she mentioned her probably fake martial arts training, I jump on to her, and I punch the woman repeatedly in the face, my fist and her face turning a dark crimson after about maybe ten punches. I hear the crowd... actually cheer me. No booing, actual cheers. It shocks me a bit, because I thought they would hate me for punching the face of someone they may actually be friends with or something. I feel a sudden pain in my arms, and the peacekeeper are wrapped around me, dragging away from the girl. She got lucky, I was just starting.

I see a middle aged women walk up to me. "Thank you. She is a pedophile."

Oh. I did something good. It feels weird, but satisfying in a weird way.

Aspar Locke- 14- District 8 Male

This is weird.

The Capitol is weird.

Everything that involves these games are weird.

Why am I here?

I need fries.

My hand goes into the container of fries, even though the concept of random fries here is just kind of random... so you decide to have murder games because your slaves decided they did not like to be slaves... ok, whatever. But then you force them to talk to those idiots, and you have random fries everywhere. Not that I am complaining, not one bit, because back in District 8, I would have to steal from a rich person to find out what fries tasted like. They taste good, if you were wondering. I kind of have a line of people who want to see me, but at the same time, it is kind of low comparing it to people like the careers, the boy from 10, the 12 year olds because of some people feeling some sympathy. I am 14, I feel like I should be included.

Oh well. I observe some of the people in the crowd. A woman with purple hair, a man who has a llama skin texture, a child who is green. Is he an alien? I swear he look like the stupidest thing ever. Anyways, one person walks up to me, a fat middle aged woman with a child, who has a tag that says their name is Timmy.

"Can I have your autograph?" she says rudely.

"No." I reply back to her. Call me crazy, but this woman seems like someone who just wants popularity or some other benefit by getting the autograph of a tribute in the Hunger Games. And she is fat and ugly. Not that it is the main reason.

"But my son needs an autograph! He is the most important thing. I demand to speak to your manager. Now. Put me in contact with your manager, I will talk to them! Here is my coupon for automatically getting an autograph." she says. Dammit, they actually have autograph coupons? Why am I not surprised. I then take a look at the coupon, and I see that is has expired a year ago.

"This is expired." I say flatly. I should just take her purse... I will need to make a plan.

"No, it is not! How dare you lie to me, Karen Reddit! I will destroy you for what you did you uncultured swine!" she screams. I groan as security are now piling in, pulling the girl away. I discreetly take her purse. She notices, and before she could tell the peacekeepers that I am evil for taking her purse or whatever, she gets tased. Thank you! That idiot is finally out of my sight, and I could keep her money. Even though it may actually be useless, because since I am a tribute, I can now get whatever I want, because they would not kill someone who is about to compete in the most important thing to the Capitol. Right?

Finn Farsong- 17- District 9 Male

Today was just plain bothersome. I totally lost control of who I am. The stress of the reapings made me drink too much alcohol. Then to make everyone all worse, when I woke up on the train, I quickly figured out I was the one who got reaped. I have a lot of questions, like how did they figure out where I was? Did someone drag me to the reapings? Did someone just throw me on the train? Did my mother and sister get to see me. I look at the beer sitting right next to me. Just one sip. It cannot be that bad, can it? Just one sip.

No! That is what will turn that one sip into two sips, then into a gulp, then you desperately chug down the bottle so it will give you the comfort that you think you need. But there is another way. I know that, but I cannot stop. I need my alcohol. I gasp as my mentor, Ceres, knocks down the bottle of beer quickly, and I see the liquid sink into the soil, never to be drunk again.

"Please stop this habit. I know you probably have a good reason for it. I for one cannot resist some fine wine, but you should not be doing. I want you to survive. I love Neaves, but I think you stand a better chance then her, even with the alcohol." Ceres says, putting a hand on my shoulder.

"I know you are right. It is just so hard to stop." I tell her, not really looking her in the eye. Not to be rude to her or anything, but it makes me feel really awkward when I see someone who sees me drinking, then the following conversation, if there is one, is just so awkward. When there is not a conversation, it is because the person who sees me drinking runs away nervously.

Why can I not just fix it?

"Tributes. It is time for you to get dressed up for the chariot rides. It is time to meet your stylists!" the intercom says. The reactions of the crowd vary, some being happy about the fact that the chariot rides will be tonight, others being upset that they are now unable to interact with the tributes of this years games. My fellow tributes also have different reactions, as I see some of the shy tributes, like the girls from the districts of 8 and 10 smile, but the careers being upset about the whole thing. Ceres leads Neaves and I to the tribute building. Nice.

When I look inside of the building, I see the true beauty of the inside. It looks amazing! I see all of the detail in the room. This is a lot better than District 9... even though I hate the Capitol. I was stupid to get them to rebel.

Crap. Here comes my prep team. This is will a "fun" day.

Rammy Dallas- 18- District 10 Male

The procedures that the Capitol takes to fix some people up is stupid and ridiculous. I heard stories of the Capitol not letting men have any facial hair and waxing hair off of everyone. Now that I think about it, I saw a couple of men from the past few games who had hair in the reapings, but then they were clean shaven in the arena. Big deal, right? Maybe they just shaved. No, that is not the case!

I was shaved. Rest in piece my beard. Even though I was going to shave it anyways. I then see what my costume it is. So, put yourself into the shoes of a stylist. You were assigned a very important job by the Capitol, and that job is to make your tributes look good, right? So for your tributes to make a splash at the chariot rides, you try to make the best costume ever, right?

Not to District 10. It is a cow costume.

A cow costume.

Oh my god.

The Capitol is actually more stupid than I thought. I should not be surprised, but still. But the main thing that is weird to me is the fact that my district partner, Addy, actually enjoys the costume. I am going to treat her with respect for her still young age, but it still shocks me. Why does she like being in a cow costume? It is just so, well, random!

"Addy, why do you like the costume? It is stupid, and we will not get any sponsors from it." I ask her. She looks up to me, frowning. I kind of hope I did not just make her mad or something. Not that I am scared of her, I am a lot stronger than her, but I do not want to be the reason that she is upset. I do not know why, I just randomly hate making people upset.

"I love animals. I just find them all adorable. As you saw on the train ride, I am not really the best with being "social." I just find it difficult... not that you care or anything, that is just my personal reasoning." she says, instantly going back to looking at her cow costume. Oh well. I would try to continue the conversation, but then I see the stylists telling us to get ready at the main part of the building, because the Capitol wants to see us. Do they really? I do not really want them to see us, but whatever.

I sigh when I see the other tributes staring at us when we walk in. Well, that is kind of dumb... we look stupid. Although not all of them look like great prizes themselves.

Echo Grove- 14- District 11 Male

Hadley and I are pretty good friends at the moment, even though we are going into the Hunger Games. We are about to get onto our chariots, and I find that pretty intimidating. When the pair from 10 walks in with their cow costumes, I decide to observe what everybody else got saddled with.

The pair from 1 look great, especially Glamour. She looks kind of sexy... anyways, they are dressed up as royal kings and queen. August has a cape, and a breathtaking crown with jewels implanted in them. Glamour has a pure gold dress, and her crown also has the beautiful jewels... lucky bastards. Of course they would get the prettiest items. The District 2 pair is still in their generic Rome and Greek outfits. It never ever changes, so it is not a big shock.

District 3 is a bit different from the norm, because they are dressed up as ancient pre dark day games icons, Link being Mario, and Maisy being a Pikachu. I actually applaud the stylists for creativity this year. District 4 is pretty boring this year as well, only being dressed a mermaid and merman. Not very interesting by the career stylists.

The pair from District 5 are dressed in a plum red suit, but they have plenty of sparkling lights wrapped around them, making them actually look good as a pair. It was a smart move to use the bow in Terra's hair to their advantage when setting up the lights. The pair from District 6 are in inflatable tire outfits, which clearly makes them looks like idiots. No sympathy, it makes us looks better.

District 7, instead of just being in a tree outfit, now have paper items like necklaces, bracelets, among other things, making them looks like tree gods or something weird like that. District 8... oh no. They are the big balls of yarn! No! Not again! Three years of the revamped games, and they are still using big balls of yarn! I frown at the sight. I actually feel bad for the unfortunate duo.

District 9 is dressed up in the weapons that they primarily use, which are the sickle and scythe. They look unhappy, but Finn is stumbling, but he snaps it away quickly. I already saw District 10. Hesta and I are luckier some other Districts, because we have small apple costumes. It is fine, really, it is. Compared to things like balls of yarn and being a cow, we have it easy. District 12. Coal Miners. Name a more iconic duo.

I am not racist... But!

Found one.

I feel the nerves already coming in. I am usually not nervous, quite the opposite, but this just does not feel right. I feel like something will happen, even though it obviously will not. I take a deep breath, and I see Hesta. We nod at each other, saying we are ready. Let's do this.

Angela Bonnet- 12- District 12 Male

I cannot believe what Oscar is doing. He is completely bored, accepted his death. He needs to cut it out! He is hurting our chances of looking like a strong team, and we could become the warriors we should be. When I saw the chariot, I thought of how I would have demanded it. Not anymore. I hate this chariot now. Calm down, Angela.

The gasp escapes my lips when I realize that the chariot is moving. The horses have started running. There is no more hiding from the Capitol, because I now have to face these fears head on. But it is okay. I will be fine. It is not long before the music of the Capitol begins to play loud and proud, and a smile appears on my face. This is it. The already loud cheering turns into a very loud roar of approval as Glamour and August even get a toe out of the curtain. This repeats with District 2. It quiets down a bit when District 3 is out, and it picks up again when District 4 comes out, lame outfit aside.

It dies down a bit from District 5-9, picking up again at District 10, but at District 11 it once again quiets down. We are about to appear out of the crowd. They have to love us too, right? Wrong.

They barely react.

Why? I cannot believe it. It is because of Oscar, is it not? Maybe it is actually because we are 12-year-olds from District 12, the worst District to the Capitol. No. No. No! I take a step of faith on the railing, screaming my heart out to the Capitol. The lukewarm at best reaction morphs into a ferocious roar, and I break out into a smile. They like me. They really like me! Everyone is putting on their best game now, lame smiles and waves not cutting it anymore.

The pair from 1 looks back at everyone else, smirking. Everyone is looking at each other, making the rides a lot more energetic once everyone stepped it up a notch. We stop in the middle of the place... what is it called? Anyways, I catch a rose. I take a bow, and the roars fade out at once when we all realize Lucy is speaking to us.

"Welcome tributes to the Third Annual Revamped Hunger Games!" Lucy says with that obviously fake smile. I frown at her, but she does not notice me. "I am very happy you all chose to come here!"

We did not.

"By the end of the month, 23 of you will be dead. 1 of you will be alive, only one. Not two. I hope you enjoy your time in the Capitol. We are lucky to have you. We will have three days of training, so make them count. Happy Hunger Games."

So, the games truly begin now.

Finally! Sorry for taking a whole entire week to get the damn chapter out. Sorry if I took forever, but I feel like it turned out pretty good... right? Anyways, I decided to merge the train rides, meeting the Capitol, and the chariot rides in one chapter, as you saw. The reason for this was to easily merge three chapters into one. I just wanted to make it easier. Honestly, I feel like my writing has improved leaps and bounds from last games, and that was only a month ago. I actually think I really got better as a writers, not to sound arrogant or something.

Questions:

1. Who had the best POV?

2. Who is your favorite character?

3. ARE YOU READY TO RUMBLE?