That evening we must watch the television to see our training scores. They're read out by the host, Gino Dantes. And the scores are good. Natalie, District One, scores 8, Claud, District one scored 10. From District two, Tania scores 10, Trey scores 9. From district three, Fenya scores 4, Michael 2. From Four, Katarina scores 10, Drusus, 10. Wow. From five, George, 5, Karmen, 7. District 6, Anthony 8, Rosina 5. Seven, Harvey, 5, Bethany 9. Eight Lucius, 10, Anna-Marie 7. Nine, Willow, 5, Nicholas 4. Ten, Lara 6, Fenton 8. Eleven, both Davis and Tilly score 7, and finally district twelve.

First up its Sadie's score and her photo pops up onto the screen.

'Sadie Hardihood- 7'. Gino announces. I let out a round of applause, as does Esme, Spike and Ariel. The highest score ever by a district 12 tribute. I put my arm around Sadie and hug her like a proud older brother. Great job, I'm really proud of Sadie with that score.

Then it's my turn.

'And finally, Oliver Kreber with a score of nine'.

Nine, absolutely brilliant. Esme is ecstatic, as is spike. Ariel jumps out of her seat and screams 'That's amazing' as Sadie looks at me with a huge grin. I sit there in shock. I don't know whether to laugh or cry. Either way I'm pleased. I expected a seven or an eight, but not a nine.

We all celebrate with a big meal, preparing ourselves for the last day of training and interviews.

Me and Sadie head down to the training room in the morning. We made an agreement that today we would just have fun. Its potentially our last day alive and we don't want to spend it stressing about dying. So we just sit on the camouflage station all morning painting and laughing. What we hadn't realised was that Spike had been observing us all morning.

'What do you think you are doing? I mean seriously, come on' he shouts as we leave the training area. 'Tomorrow you go into an Arena where the chances are you're going to get murdered and you sit painting each other'.

'Spike, that is exactly why' I bite back 'This could be the our last day in a normal-ish environment and we don't want to me getting stressed over the fact that we might die'. I'm furious by Spike's lack of understanding and so head upstairs to get ready for the interview that I have to take part it. I ask Esme for advice and all I got was 'Be Polite'. Thats ironic coming from the lady who is taking more priority eating a chocolate fondant than giving me advice. Thanks Esme.

In the evening, we are all lined up ready for the interview with Gino. Again I'm called on last, but that's good as I get to see Sadie's interview. I've really grown to enjoy her company, she is such a sweet girl, with a massively mature head on the little shoulders. The crowd this sees as well and falls in love with her.

Gino then calls me on stage and I'm a little bit bewildered by the noise and sheer number of people watching me.

'Oliver, Oliver, Oliver. Many people have you down as dark horse of this competition, what do you say to that?'

'Well, I'm not a horse, so I would disagree with them' I reply for some reason. It seems to do no harm though as the crown burst into a fit of laughter.

'And what would you say is most different about the Capitol to District 12' he asks.

'There are cars here and none in district 12'. Again, its another stupid answer the and the rest of the interview continues like this. I'm not quite sure why I'm spouting out all this rubbish but the crowd seem to enjoy it.

'So Oliver, in training you scored a very impressive nine. Sadie, also did very well. One could argue you are the best tributes district twelve have produced. Do you agree with this and what are your key skills?' Gino asks.

I finally decide to reveal all, and also inflate my confidence.

'I really think this is the best chance district has ever had' Of course I'm lying though, Drusus is this year's winner. 'I'm very skilled with spears, and also have the ability to run fast. I am also extremely quick thinking, pressure is my best friend' I boast.

'One last thing Oliver, which we are all dying to know' Gino asks, but the false sincerity in his voice means I know he is about to touch upon the topic which I have been trying to suppress my entire time here.

'At the reaping... that girl who cried and held onto you so tightly, who is she?' he continues.

I have to ignore the anger that has risen inside me, he damn well nows who she is and he damn well knows that not only will this upset me, it will upset Sadie. However, my ignoring my anger I have made myself upset, and conjuring up an audible sentence is more than a challenge.

'That... That is my girlfriend... Connie' I explain. 'But she's not just my girlfriend' I continue as my lip beings to wobble and this is getting a little bit too difficult to bare. 'she is always Sadie's sister'.

I shoot a glance to Sadie, who now has the camera's firmly pointed on her as I see her little blue eyes fill with water and overflow. The crowd genuinely seem upset by this, Gino simply shakes his head.

Esme is pleased with how the interview went although she admitted she would have preferred it had I 'not come across so stupidly'.

Before I go to bed, I want to experience fresh air with no worries one more time. I go out onto the roof of the pent house where I see the outline of Sadie, knees tucked into her body, head sunken into her knees, shaking.

As I walk closer to her, I can hear she isn't shivering, but crying instead. Before I can even get to her I begin to cry as well, as I slowly sit down beside her and rub her back.

'Why has this happened to Connie... to us?' I hear Sadie say through her heart breaking sob.

I don't reply have my tears start to fall and I wrap my arms around Sadie.

'You will see your sister again, Sadie, I promise you, and I promised her the day we left' I explain.

'But she loves you so much' She replies.

'But I'm not her sister Sadie, not her little sister. You are, and that's so much more precious to a person than another half.' I try to convince her, but she can't stop crying.

'Shall we go to bed?' I suggest, to which Sadie agrees.

It's along day ahead tomorrow, not to mention terrifying. We get to Sadie's room and I give her a hug.

'I'll see you tomorrow' I say with a smile. 'Good night'.

I get into bed and drift off. My dreams aren't particularly pleasant tonight. I dream off me, falling off the podium before the games starts, then again I dream of the start of the games. I dream that the gong goes off and I am stuck to the podium, unable to move, as the tributes start to close in on me. When I finally do move, it's all in slow motion and I keep falling, until I see Drusus run as me with a knife, where I desperately try to run, but cannot.