Hey guys! I'm proud of myself because I got the next chapter out today! Yay! I'll try and start to tackle the interviews *yikes* so wish me luck! Also, any suggestions for who should have the first POV's in the arena? Please review and keep reading!

Erik POV (D2)

I storm out of the Training Room in a mad rage. How could Ebony invite that sniveling excuse for a tribute into the Careers? Just because he beat me once at fencing does not mean that he is Career material! And come on, I let him win. Wasn't that obvious? Urrrgh! I dash into the elevator, and snarl when I see who is in it. Our brand new Career.

"Welcome to the team," I growl.

"Thanks for the invite," He hisses back. I notice but don't really care that the conversation has fallen silent in the large glass elevator. "Really appreciate it." Ashur smirks.

"You better watch it, Eight. You have no clue how many enemies you have in this competition." The bell in the elevator dings and I exit on the 2nd floor. "Bye." I wave before the glass doors close and the elevator zooms toward the next floors. I notice Ebony writing a letter in the dining room.

"Give this to Lucas if I die, please." She said, handing it to our mentor, tears welling in her eyes. I involuntarily snort. She shouldn't be showing this much emotion in the Games. Apparently, my snort was loud enough for her to hear. She whips around, her chocolate hair flying in her face. A stray tear falls down her cheek. "What are you doing here? Do you realize how much of a jerk you are? I hope you die first!" She screams, then says some words that should never be repeated and stomps on my foot. "I hope it's broken." With that, she whips around again and storms to her room. In fact, my foot does feel like it is on fire, and my toes feel smushed. I groan in frustration and pound my fist into the wall, turning towards our mentor. "You saw that, didn't you?" I scream.

"I'm not sure what I saw, everything happened so fast." And with that, I was left alone in the room, with a hurt foot and hatred towards my gorgeous district partner. Just like she wants me dead, I want to strangle her. These next few weeks will be fun.

Avella POV (D7)

"How couldn't you ask me about this? An outsider? We can't trust her, Corin!" I scream at my brother.

"What do you mean we can't trust her? She has been helping us from the start! She is excellent with snares, and with her we are gonna get tons of sponsors." Corin's forest green eyes plead with my own eyes. The gears click in place and realize what's going on.

"You like her!" I jab my finger into my brother's muscular chest. "That's what this is all about!" I groan in frustration as Corin flushes crimson and confirms my accusation. "How could you? How could you do this? We are never going to both win this thing now that you like her! You're going to get us both killed!" I pace over to the edge of the roof, where Corin and I are talking. I let some tears fall over the edge and splash me back on the face. My brother is in love with a smirking girl from District Ten when everyone is going to make sure that we die before we see the first sunrise in the arena. And to add to that the drama-hungry Capitol will probably keep us alive and torture us together to satisfy their drama needs. Neither of us are gonna make it if he weakens himself like this! Grrrrr! I turn to face him, preparing to do the only option I have at this point.

"I'm not your ally, Corin. I can't be if she is. You're just going to die because of her, whether she kills you or somehow causes it you will be killed by Evi Trint. And I can't be there when it happens, Corin. If you want me as an ally, you can't have her as a girlfriend. I'm sorry." My brother puts his hand on my back comfortingly, but I shrug it off. "I'm sorry." I whisper and then run to the elevator and press the button for the 7th floor. Thank God that the elevator is empty and no one can see me cry my eyes out. I run into the hallway so that nobody can see me and slam the door to my room, sobbing on the sheets. About half-an-hour later I hear someone knock on my door. "Go away Corin!" I scream, throwing a pillow at the door.

"Uh, its Seena, your escort. It's time for dinner, hon."

"Oh, uh, sorry Seena. I'll be right out." I say, rushing to the bathroom and washing out my eyes. I cannot show weakness in front of my whole support system. When I walk to the dining room, a whole feast has been laid out, in honor of my last day of Training and one step closer to the arena. Oh never ending joy. I choose the seat farthest from my former ally, I can't show solidarity with him anymore. After five courses of delicious and rich food leaving me feeling like I could barf, we file into the T.V. room and wait to see the scores. Siena Clouds and Ptolemy Cristo, the two announcers for the Games, smile and blab about each of the tributes in the Games before they actually show the scores.

"So, Ptolemy, what do you think about the District Seven tributes, the two Hightrees?" Siena chirps.

"Well, Siena, they make such a cute alliance and hopefully make it out alive." Ptolemy says with a solemn smile on his face that I somehow know is meant for us. Finally the pictures flash on the screen, followed by numbers covering a huge range. I see Corin's face softening when Evi's smirking face flashes onto the screen and I immediately look away. The scores are:

Glamor Zon: 9

1. Carbon Night: 7

2. Ebony Darknight: 10

2. Erik Roberts: 9

3. Mila Keeley: 5

3. Derek Labre: 6

4. Emma Townsend: 8

4. Marcus Lively: 9

5. Celsie Crete: 6

5. Meck Silkey: 4

6. Lare Corollo: 6

6. Tristie Perkins: 8

7. Avella Hightree: 7

7. Corin Hightree: 8

8. Annora Carlton: 5

8. Ashur Wybock: 10

9. Iota Nightshade: 8

9. Colt Wilkins: 8

10. Evi Trint: 7

10. Drew Mutsaka: 6

11. Kiki Tavela: 6

11. Kin Cryer: 9

12. Kesha Goldenrod: 8

12. Ax Crillenhall: 8

I am very surprised with all of the scores. Most of the other non-Career Districts have pretty good scores, while the Careers' were lower. This year will be an interesting Games.

Yay again! Ok, so as of right now we have a grand total of one sponsor haha. It's almost the Games! C'mon sponsor some tributes! I have the sponsor info on the first Training Day I think. So sponsor some people to keep them alive! I may create sponsors too, just so we have some if we don't by the first week of the Games or so. Keep reviewing!