Just to let you know nothing much happens in this chapter and most of the scores that I give the tributes will be fictional because I don't actually have the book on me as I write this but please try to keep up with me. Thanks and please read. By the way this is all made up, as we don't actually know what happens to them but hey hopefully it'll make sense. By the way now I will give every tribute a name. So after all that come to the conclusion, this will be a very short chapter.

To Hungergamesfan51, I know that I am quoting the book because I'm trying to keep it similar too the actual text. Like for instance keeping the text the same so that people won't criticise me. But thanks anyway for the input.

Chapter 3

The parade, scores

A couple of days later, I walk into my house to see that mother's put the television on.

"Ah! Prim you're just in time!"

"In time for what?" I've no idea what she means.

"The parade is about to begin." The parade. Oh! She means where…

We sit down to watch the tributes in their carriages. Some are splendid. Others not so.

First district one ride out in a silver carriage and white horses. They wear bright clothing. They are usually the favourites. A procession quickly follows we wait in tension for district 12 although we know the outfits aren't going to be very good because coal mining isn't exactly graceful. When they do ride out we're in for a shock. They are both wearing a black unitard but that's not stunning it's the cape and headdress. They are literally on flame. Mother gasps. I worry for Katniss what if the fire burns her? But then I notice that they are smiling and waving from the top of their midnight black carriage and it's matching horses. They are bright jewels in a puddle of murky water. A light in the darkness. Obviously that fire isn't real fire just another one of the Capitol's inventions. You can tell it goes down well with the crowd. You can hardly hear yourself think with all the cheering and yelling going on. When they pull out of view there's silence, just plain silence. After all he noise that went on it seems deafening. It's an odd thought really how silence is deafening, but, anyway.
Later that day we switched the television on again to an announcement from the capitol saying that there won't be any more programmes until the day when the scores come out. Which was three days later.

We had an unexpected visitor the next day. It was the baker. He had come round with some bread and he said it was free. Mother wouldn't take it so I hurried back inside and got a hunk of some of our best goats cheese and we exchanged gifts. Then we had another visitor with a bigger gift than bread. Gale stood outside the door with his big bag slung over one shoulder.

"What do you want?" mother asks not unkindly.

"Well. I promised Katniss I'd look after you and I have some food for you." He opens the bag to display two venison steaks.

"I shot a deer and I thought you'd like some." Gale looks down as he speaks.

"Are you sure?" mother seems very hesitant.

"Yes! Take it!" he jumps down and before we can say another word he's off tearing down the street toward his own house.

It is three days later. The day that the results come out. The results of what training score each tribute got. They had three days to practise and to perform in front of the game makers. The careers traditionally get an 8-10 score and the rest of the districts usually get 1-7 but sometimes this changes. They put a picture of the tributes faces along with their names and then their score. They start with the boy tributes.

I discover most of the tributes names then but some still allude me.

1. Phoenix (obviously that's the name of the district one boy): 9

1. Glimmer: 8

2. Cato: 10

2. Clove: 10

3. Ray: 4

3. I don't catch her name, also a 4

4. Marvin: 9

4. Maya: 8

5. 4

5. This is the fox faced girl her name turns out to be Amber: 6

6. 3

6. 3

7. 3

7. 3

8. Dahlia: 2

8. 4

9. Jedlay: 6

9. Joanna: 3

10. Scott: 5

10. Sarah: 3

11: Thresh: 10, not really surprising is it?

11. Rue: 7 amazing for such a little girl.

12. Peeta: 8 wow we usually never get more than a 6

12. Now it's Katniss's turn: 11

Silence, that's what we hear silence. Blissful silence, silence so sweet. Suddenly I realise what we have just seen. I scream. Then mother is hugging me so tightly I can hardly breathe.

"This year Prim," she begins, "this year we will have a winner!"

Hurriedly we put on some more decent clothes and we hurry down to the pub. Inside there's yelling and shouting, as we come in they start yelling about the scores that our tributes got, sorry, that Katniss and Peeta got. Not tributes. Sitting in the corner of the pub is the baker. We walk over to him and sit down.

"Peeta did well didn't he? An 8! That's pretty good isn't it?" mother tries to work up a friendly conversation.
"You're daughter did better." He murmurs always a man of few words.
"Doesn't matter really does it?" she tries to comfort him."
"Oh. Well, yes. But it does matter; those scores are what get them sponsors. Now that Katniss has shown Peeta up his score isn't going to be noticed and he won't get any sponsors!" The baker always has a melancholy air about him but this time he seems ready to sink into despair.
"But it won't be like that. People will look at the scores of the careers and look for any higher or the same! Peeta got the same as the District's 4 and 1 girls! They were careers! That means Peeta's done really well already!" mother looks at him as if he's crazy to be abandoning his child to his death. As if nothing he can do will help. In actual fact just believing could get him through!
"You've got to believe! Believe in Peeta! Help him through!" I burst this out as if it's a matter of life and death. Well it is! It's Peeta's life and death. But if it came to Peeta or Katniss winning I'd have to choose family over friends.
"Yes, I believe but… what are the chances he'll come home?"
"Believe, that's all you have to do. Believe." We walk away leaving the Baker to ponder silently on his damp and gloomy thoughts.

So… what did you think? I know it was short but I couldn't think of anything else to write and my editors aren't available to me as we are on holiday! So I'll have to do this all by myself. I hope you enjoyed it I know it's not one of my best chapters. Well out of 3. But, yeh. I hope you will continue to read my story and that my lack of inspiration hasn't scared you off! Please review. I wish every one of my readers too review! Please, please, please, please and please again review!

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