Rally Toyota, District 6

"Rally Toyota, District Six." The Head Gamemaker announces. I shake out my nerves and walk into the room. The air is chill and makes me shudder when I enter. I look around the room. Many of the dummies are displaced from the earlier tributes, most likely the Careers. I locate a scythe and determine that is my best chance to impress them. I pick it up and get myself situated by a group of statues. I do a few warm up swings before going in. I behead two of them, cut off the arms of another, and kick the last one down with my foot. I vaguely make out a few pleased looks on the faces of the Gamemakers in front of me. I put the scythe back and move onto showing off some survival skills. I make a fire, build a shelter, and identify the edible food in record time. I even hear one Gamemaker clap as I finish up with the food. I smile.

Before they dismiss me, I move onto the untouched paint section and camouflage my hand to look like grass. Once I have finished painting, I put my hand in the grass and hear another clap. If only the Games would be this simple.

"Thank you Rally, you are dismissed." I nod and smile.

"Thank you for your time." I use a cloth to wipe the paint off of my arm and leave the room, feeling somewhat confident in my performance.

Sage Krass, District 9

I cannot control my leg shaking as I wait for my turn. I shake so much the girl sitting next to me moved away from me. I apologize to her, but she simply rolls her eyes. I feel my face heat up with embarrassment as they announce my name.

"Sage Krass, District Nine." I shake out my limbs and walk into the room. I find the Gamemakers up in their perch and smile at them. I notice only a few of them paying attention and they nod back.

"Hello." I say so softly that I know for a fact they didn't hear me. I awkwardly look at the stations in front of me, trying to determine what the best one for me would be. I find a first aid section and decide it will be my best bet. I start going over the basics and quickly go over the more advanced techniques such as sewing a would closed, determining the difference between certain injuries, and how to determine what degree of burn the victim has. I spew out all the knowledge I have on the subject, which ends up filling a lot more time than I expected. By the time I run out of things to say, Cassius is dismissing me.

"Thank you for listening, have a good day." I say with a genuine smile. I start to chew on my nails as I leave. Was I good enough? Did I make any kind of lasting impression?

I hope so.

Fodille Earthdrop, District 11

I sit next to my brother in the waiting room, his hand in mine. He is called for his session before I am, and I hug him tight.

"Good luck, little bro." He smiles at me and goes behind the doors. What feels like forever passes before they announce me.

"Fodille Earthdrop, District Eleven." I stand up and take a deep breath. I wipe my palms off on my pants and enter the room. I go straight for a bow and load it with an arrow. I pay the Gamemakers no mind as I begin shooting the targets in front of me. After I feel confident, and hit a few bullseyes, I move onto harder targets. The targets move back and forth and up and down. I only miss twice but I end with an arrow in each target. Not bad for a girl from Eleven.

I go to the more advanced section and combine my running skills with my archery. I am much less successful doing this, but I still finish with hitting every dummy in sight, there just happens to be more missed arrows laying on the ground. I plan to finish up with some survival skills, but Cassius dismisses me before I get the opportunity to. I do not say anything to them as I leave the room.

Corbin Chan, District 12

I sit alone in the room, waiting for my turn to go in. After a few minutes, they call my name.

"Corbin Chan, District Twelve." I feel every muscle in my body tense up and my anxiety skyrockets. I thought training was bad, this is a million times worse. I know I am supposed to move, but I physically cannot. Every time I try, I feel like I'm going to explode into a million pieces.

I think back to District 12, the many hours I spent cooped up in my house. I vaguely remember a time when my parents were alive. I sit in another room, listening to them talk about me.

"If he has a disorder, we should take him to a doctor." I hear my mother say. My dad grumbles at the idea.

"If this is what he truly has, a doctor won't be able to help him." I hear a sigh and I hold my head down in shame. I remember feeling inadequate, worthless. That's exactly how I feel now, sitting here.

"Corbin Chan, District Twelve." They've called me again. It takes every fiber of my being to do it, but I stand up. I look towards the door I entered from. It would be so easy just to leave.

They call my name a third time and that's when I decide leaving is exactly what I want to do. I run out of the room and into the elevator. I slam on floor twelve and try to control my heavy breathing.

I can't do this.

Adrian Goldsmith sits at his desk. He holds the cards in his hands, each one containing the scores given to the twenty four tributes. The crew finishes setting up and the lights go on.

"We're live in five, four" The man uses his fingers to count down from three. He points at Adrian. They're live.

"Thank you for joining us on this special evening." Adrian begins with a smile. "As you know, our twenty four tributes have been training for three days in preparation for the Hunger Games. During those three days, they were carefully evaluated by our Gamemakers. Yesterday, they were assessed individually and given a score, ranging from one to twelve based on the skills they demonstrated for the Gamemakers. Without further ado, let's announce the scores." Adrian looks down at his first card.

"Majesty Holland, from District One, received a score of 8." He switches cards.

"Glamour Wintersilk, District One. She received a 9."

"District Two, Chaze Unger, received a 10." Adrian nods.

"Lana Mason, received a 10 as well."

"Moving to District Three, Flux Lamert. He received a 6."

"Tazzel Roseheart, received a 4." Adrian looks sad at the low score, but moves on.

"District Four, Neptune Kingsman received a 10. And Callista Beaufort, with a score of 9. The Careers are strong this year."

"District Five, Holden Hayes, with a score of 7."

"Layla Stratton, receives a score of 8."

"District Six, Rally Toyota earned a 6."

"Demica Langley, with a score of 5."

"Onto District Seven, Seth O'Donnell, with a score of 6."

"Ivory Hart, earned a score of 7."

"District Eight's Carter Swenson earned a score of 5."

"Lavender Byzantine, with a score of 6."

"District Nine, Samuel Tobin with a score of 7."

"Sage Krass, with a score of 4."

"District Ten, the cousins. Jeff Hopkins earned a score of 8. Seriah Jamison earned a 6."

"District Eleven, the siblings. Farn Earthdrop receives a 4. His sister, Fodille Earthdrop receives a 7."

"And finally, District Twelve. Corbin Chan receives a score of 2."

"Last, but not least, Myah Coriander receives a score of 4. Congratulations tributes, and thank you for joining me tonight." The lights turn off.

One more chapter before the Games begin! I've written about half of the bloodbath, which is pretty exciting. Don't forget to review!