Chapter Seven
The night before the Games was when the Gamemakers broadcasts every tribute score they received after their private training session. I smirked secretly when Vita scored a eight. Pretty high, but not that impressive. My heart pounded as I waited for Gale's score. Eleven. ELEVEN! That must be the best any tribute from District Twelve has every scored.
Since it was a short program, shortly after the Eleven was flashed, the screen went blank. I fell asleep feeling equally as scared for Gale as he was for himself. Tomorrow was the first day in the arena.
The next morning I had school. I cursed it for I was going to have to miss the first few hours of the Games. Throughout the entire day, I stared at the clock. It wasn't normal for me to be wanting so badly to go home. Now I longed with all my heart for the clocks to strike two so I would be able to rewind and watch the Games I had missed.
The bell had barely rang when I ran out of the classroom. I grabbed Prim's hand as she waited for me outside her classroom. I half led half dragged her back home. My mom had opened her mouth to say something but I stormed past her to the television. I don't believe I ever breathed until I saw Gale had made it alive out of the Cornucopia. He had a backpack full of supplies and a knife which was thrown at him but missed.
I found myself keeping a close eye on Vita, my heart pounding faster when I saw her looking at Gale. Gale disappeared into the dark forest and I saw Vita join the Careers. What a minute. THE CAREERS?! TRAITOR! But Gale had no idea. I screamed at the screen, but I knew Gale couldn't here me.