I feel the need to talk to Wiress so I run to catch up with her.

When I do I see that we are in one of the old unused classrooms of my school.

"Please, have a seat everyone!" Wiress orders in her calm voice.

I choose a seat towards the back.

They have about five curtained boxes set up.

"Angela, Cashmere. You're up first." Wiress gives a look of tiny disgust when Cashmere stands and giggles.

They usher her behind a curtain and proceed to call the next four people.

I breathe a sigh of relief when my name isn't called.

I grab my note book again and my pencil case, placing them on my desk.

I tune out the world as I start sketching again.

I go to grab a pencil without looking up but, I can't reach it.

I furiously sketch as I try to grab for the pencil.

I don't want to look up from my drawing in fear that I'll lose my focus.

I still can't reach.

I let out a small growl of frustration.

GOD DAMN PENCIL! GET IN MY HAND! I mentally shout.

I shift my shoulder and feel the pencil in my hand.

I barely smirk in triumph and I continue to draw.

Moments later I feel a soft gaze on me.

I look up quickly and see Wiress looking at me…Proudly?

I shake off her stare when I hear the buzzer.

"Great, now" she looks at her clipboard and smiles.

I have a feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"Everdeen, Katniss"

I numbly rise from my seat and go to the booth.

I barely hear Gale's name being called before I step in.

"Okay, Katniss, I am going to need you to focus on three of your drawings. Any three" Wiress instructs.

"How do you-"

"Focus, Katniss" she says sharply "Now, say what it is, in your mind. Project it."

This is ridiculous! I think to myself.

"No it isn't." she says.

I bite back a growl and search my memory for a picture of mine, ignoring the eerie feeling of being watched yet again.

I nearly shudder when I do.

Haymitch Abernathy.

I drew him a week after it happened.

I try to project the image.

I hear Wiress gasp from outside.

Did I do something wrong?

She pushes aside the curtain and stares at me.

Her coppery gaze penetrates my soul.

"How do you know Haymitch?" She asks quietly.

I fight the shock that wants to show on my face.

"Oh, so you know him?" I ask bitterly barely hiding the curiosity in my tone.

She dips out of the curtain to speak with my Teacher.

I take a deep breath when suddenly and image hits me.

"Apples?" I gasp questioningly.

The picture is clear in my mind.

Green and red skinned apples piled on top of each other.

I hear Wiress whisper 'I knew it'.

The buzzer goes off.

I stand quickly and walk out of the box like nothing happened.

Wiress catches my arm.

"When the tests are over, I want to talk to you." She says inconspicuously.

I nod and walk back to my seat.

"That was pointless." Gale chuckles as he sits next to me.

"Yep." I say curtly.

"All they had me do was concentrate on a picture of apples."

My head snaps towards him.

"Red and Green ones?" I ask nonchalantly

He looks surprised.

"Yea, in a pile. Did they have you do the same thing?" he asks.

"Sure" I shrug my shoulders and worry about how my conversation with Wiress will go.