I nodded to her and said, a little too sarcastically, "Thanks. It's an honor." I grabbed something off a plate that looked chocolate and stuffed it in my mouth. It was delightful! My mouth watered for more, and I obliged. I swiped a large group of goodies and sat at a small table. To my surprise, Tammy quickly took a seat across from me.

"Look, I understand how you feel. Remember, I was in the same position you are in at one point. But for now we have a lot to talk about," Tammy put a hand gently on my arm. I smiled at her but then asked, with a mouth full about Melissa. "I don't think it would be a good idea to talk to her right now. This happens to a lot of tributes. It takes some people forever to get over the suddenly large chance of death. You seem to be doing fine though," Tammy explained. I shrugged. "I don't know. It's the Hunger Games and I'm in it. Big deal," although I said it, to me it was a big deal. Tammy's eyes shone with understanding. Then she continued, "You're in really good shape Skye. That act out there was perfect. The Capitol will think you're some kind of angel tribute! This is great. You have a likable personality. You are a great actor. You've made an awesome impression. And, the girls are gonna LOVE you!" Tammy was really impressed with me.

Wait, did my mentor just call me hot? Haha. Then we got down to talking about the Games. Survival, sponsors, alliances, and so forth. Tammy was really informative. I actually might have a chance, I thought. Then I noticed Melissa out of the corner of my eye. She was staring blankly out the window, legs pulled tight to her chest in a sitting position on a bench. I paused Tammy and headed toward her.

"Go away," Melissa spat before I was even a yard away from her. "Hey, if you need help-" I was cut off, "No! Just, leave. Skye, leave..." Then, of course, she began weeping all over again. I shook my head and walked away. But before I was out of sight, I turned my head over my shoulder. I would regret this. But I was furious. "Have fun getting murdered in the Arena, while I'm showered in parachutes Melissa," I scoffed. Then I returned to my seat with Tammy.

We reached the Capitol. It was insane! The place was this huge grand city! There were cheering crowds awaiting our arrival. I quickly hurried to the window. I pushed it open and waved to the Capitol people. I smiled, winked, pointed, yelled. They loved it. I could hear Melissa wailing behind me. The sad part was, I didn't care.

We made it to our rooms in the Justice Building. Sixth floor for District 6. It was getting late, but everyone sat together awkwardly on the couch in the TV room to watch the reapings. I sat away from Conley and Melissa. Then Polis Bugg appeared on the screen. He was the host of everything Hunger Games related. He announced the showing of the reapings. Then a film from District 1 popped on the TV.

A girl was called, but someone immediately volunteered. She was a girly-girl you could tell. Her name was Jewel. Clearly she was one of those princess spoiled girls. Her dark hair was perfectly curled, and she wore an extravagant dress. She strutted onto the stage and blew kisses to the crowd. Then the male tribute was reaped. He started walking, but a deep voice boomed, "I VOLUNTEER!" Then a huge guy shoved people out of the way as he made his way to the stage. He was Art Phelps. He had messy brown hair, and huge muscles. His collared shirt couldn't hide his rippling muscle. Art and Jewel. District 1.

Then the video faded. Polis gave his impression, then it was District 2. Two more volunteers. The girl wasn't necessarily cute, but she was strong, and the expression on her face said she was all business. Her name was Casey Mart. The guy was lean but muscly. He smiled charmingly to his District. He ran his hand through his blonde hair with a cocky look on his face. I was disgusted. His name was Ray Decker. I hated him. He acted like he was the most important person in Panem. Tammy whispered to me, "These guys plus those from District 1 are Careers-" "I know," I interrupted. I actually did know, I had just forgotten he name for it. Careers. Ray and Casey from District 2. Then it was District 3's reaping.

"Heather Parr." That's the girl that was called. She was small, only about 13 by the looks of it. But she bravely marched up to stand on stage. She was blonde with light brown eyes. The guy who was reaped almost fell apart. His name was Nick McDonald. He was like 15, but he was crying and looked like a wimp standing next to the stone faced girl who was younger than him. Nick and Heather. District 3.

District 4 had one volunteer. The guy. But the girl reaped looked scared out of her mind. She was Diana something. The guy volunteered right after the name was called. His name was Fred Waver. He was pretty muscly by the looks of it. He had sandy hair with dark blue eyes. He ran to the stage with a smile on his face. Tammy leaned over and quietly reminded me, "Sometimes District 4 adds to the Career group." I nodded. "But why only Fred. Why wasn't there also a girl volunteer?" I asked puzzled. She shrugged and we returned to watching the District 5 reaping. Fred and Diana, District 4.

District 5 was really unimpressive. Some wimpy kids who cried their eyes out. The girl was Cara, and the guy was Phill, I think. They both looked about 16 or 17. I grinned though. I know it sounds barbaric, but I muttered, "Easy kills."

Then, it was the weirdest thing. I watched myself get reaped. I saw Melissa cry as she dragged herself to the stage. Then I saw myself. "Skye Locksmith," Conley announced. Then I saw myself smile and wave as I walked to the stage. I looked...good. It sounds conceited, but I was pretty good looking. It really did look like I was an "angel tribute." Then I noticed a horrific sight. My mother fainted. It was in the corner of the screen and hardly noticeable. Some older guys grabbed her and carried her away from the reaping. I saw a frightened Jesse glance disheartened at me, then he ran to help Mom. I watched myself act, until it was over.

District 7's reaping wasn't too interesting. The girl was Remi something. She was 18 I think. She cried a little, but she kind of got over it as the reaping went on. The guy was pretty wimpy. His name was Alvin something. He was tan with black hair and brown eyes. He was pretty short and I couldn't see much muscle mass. He was probably like 14 or 15.

District 8 wasn't intimidating either. The girl was Belle or something and she looked pretty smart. She wore glasses with hazel eyes. Her brown hair fell in a mess at her shoulders. She was clearly trembling as she took the stage, but she kept it together. Then the male tribute was called. He was Xavier Peck or something like that. He looked about 16. He was fairly lean but he frowned throughout the entire reaping.

District 9 wasn't too bad. The girl was Natalie York. She looked sort of strong. At least she kept her composure. She had green eyes and light brown hair. I'm guessing she's 17. She wasn't happy, that much you could tell, but she didn't cry or anything. The guy was like Tyler something. He was kind of muscly but he definitely shed a few tears.

District 10. Wimps. The girl cried her eyes out and had to be dragged to the stage. Honestly, I didn't even get a good look at her because she thrashed so much. Her name was like Isabel. The guy was...slightly more composed. He was slim and looked about 15. He was Gregory Thatcher or something.

District 11, however, was fairly intriguing. The girl was pretty brave. She had dark hair and tan skin. Her name was Riley, and she looked like she was 16. Then the guy, he was Pete Mount. I remember because he punched a Peacekeeper that tried to escort him up. But he jogged to the stage on his own. A curious act of rebellion. He had light brown skin, with a layer of pitch black fuzz on his head. He had serious muscles and he looked like he could throw a car at you. He was definitely 18.

District 12 was another pair of chumps. Really, I don't even think I cared to remember their names. Was it Henry? Or Hank? Wasn't the girl named Cathy? I couldn't recall a thing.

And then the TV went black as Conley shut it off. Then I noticed that Tammy had written down all the tributes with characteristics next to their names. District 1: Art and Jewel. 2: Ray and Casey. 3: Nick and Heather. 4: Fred and Diana. 5: Phill and Cara. 6: Skye and Melissa. 7: Alvin and Remi. 8: Xavier and Belle. 9: Tyler and Natalie. 10: Gregory and Isabel. 11: Pete and Riley. 12: Hank and Katie.

I spent the rest of the night staring at the ceiling from my bed thinking about how to befriend. Then I drifted off to sleep.