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.
