It's the day of evaluations and the tributes don't have to go to the Training Center, but the mentors and tributes can go to seperate rooms in our floor and practice what they plan to do in the evaluations. The five us go into a concrete room on our floor and the area sort of looks like what the evaluation room will look like. I explain to them that since we are last, they will probably be drunk and bored by the time you get there. "You must catch their attention, okay.", I say. I tell Franklin to make a hanging trap of some sort and use a dummy to demonstrate what can happen to a tribute. Haymitch and Henry work alone as they think of things he can do. Of course he could strangle a dummy to pop it's head off, but after some time even I could do that. They discuss maybe throwing some metal boulders around. It worked for Peeta and he got an 8. However Henry is much stronger than Peeta was and could probably break something. Though Revia and I aren't talking friendly wise, I help her practice with her throwing knives. I tell everyone will be throwing or aiming something at a target. I tell her to get about three or four dummies and move them around the area and place them equal distances apart. Then stand in one place and throw your knives at each dummy. It shows your distance skills and your ability to throw at any direction at one time.

It's time for evaluations and I tremble in my seat as I wait for them. They're all great, but all the tributes are in some way. Haymitch hands me a drink they call whiskey. It's strong but a take a shot of it and wait for them to come back. After this is the interview and two days of personal training. Then the Games. I realize if even I can bring one person home, I can't bring back all three and that's what terrifies me. Revia is not my favorite person right now, but if/when she dies it'll break my heart. And thinking of Franklin or Henry… I take another shot. I see what drives Haymitch to drink. Knowing in your heart no matter how hard they try or how talented they are you will never see all of them again. I stop drinking though I want to be sober by the time they come back. They finally arrive and they greet us, awkwardly. "So how'd it go?", I ask. Franklin speaks first and says, "I wanna think I did good, but I'm not sure. I got some claps and everyone looked impressed. I did exactly what you guys told me to do. Just hope it was enough." With that he asked an Avox for some food and sat down with his head in his hands. Revia spoke up next and said, "I set up four dummies and instead of three, I got them all in the head except for the last one, which I got in the shoulder. They seemed impressed until then." I grabbed her and hugged her and said, "A knife in the shoulder will stop them long enough until you actually kill them. You did good." Henry was standing there and then he started to cry. "I think I made them mad, you guys. What if they come for my family?" Haymitch walked over to him and said, "Hey, hey what happened?" Henry breathed and said, "I stood at the edge of the area and picked up a metal ball like you said and threw it. But, then I went really hard like you told me and it hit the wall all the way on the other side and it made a crack in the wall." I was shocked, and that's the moment I chose. I was going to save Henry until he last breath. He continued, "They stood up and applauded me, but I damaged property." Cinna and Portia walked in at that time and stopped when they saw Henry's tears. Haymitch laughed and said, "Boy! You did fantastic, stop crying now." We explained everything to the stylists and again to Effie when she came in.

A couple hours later, the results came in. The rankings were from 1, being the lowest and 12 being the highest. The Career districts came in surprisingly low with the highest being a 6." Talia, Finnick's District 4 girl got an 7. Johanna's group from District 7 came up soon. Gavin, got an 8, Jamal got an 8, and Mercy got a 9. Impressive, Johanna. Abigail's District 9 twins both pulled 9's. Ironic. District 11's big guy got a 10. I sunk back into my seat. He was a contender for sure. I'd have to make sure they stay away from him. Then our results came up, Franklin pulled an 8. We clapped and celebrated but had to settle down because Revia was next, an 8. We clapped and celebrated again. Henry was last. He trembled in his seat and I held his hand. An 11! Only one other person in the history of the Games ever pulled that, me. They mention it that Katniss Everdeen was the only other person to receive this and then exclaim at the fact that I'm his mentor. I roll my eyes, now it may be suspected that we're cheating. We send the kids to bed, but they discuss how Henry and the boy from District 11, who's name I finally learn is Charles will definitely be the match to see.

We have our television interviews the next day. Cinna and Portia need to be given awards for the beauty and elegance they bring out in my tributes. Revia's hair is turned completely straight, and down her back. She's wearing a slim fit dress in the color blue. Franklin is in a suit with a blue tie and shoes. His hair is combed back and he's given makeup to look less round. Lastly, Henry is in an all blue suit with white inserts. Effie has been working with them all day on how to talk and to play up their personalities. Sexy, but evil for Revia. Dark and mysterious for Franklin. And gentle giant for Henry.

I don't pay much attention to the other interviews. I sit with Cinna and Portia, Effie, and Haymitch in the crowd and ask them what the plans are for escorting out tributes. Cinna speaks and says, "I think Portia should go with Franklin. He talks to her about something other than the Games. She should be the last face he sees before going in the arena." I think about it for a bit, and realize that Franklin prefers to be styled by Portia rather than Cinna. He always sits with her when we have meals, always tells her first about his day at the Training Center, and he hugged her first and tightly when he got his score from his evaluation. Franklin possibly loved Portia. She held my hand and tears were coming down her face. "Please Katniss?" I nodded quickly and said "Of course". Haymitch wanted to take Revia, since her and I weren't on the same page right now. "Plus knives are her thing and they're my thing. It'll work out." I realized Cinna and I were left with Henry. Cinna spoke and said, "You should go with him. He needs that final advice from you not me." Then he patted Effie on the back and said, "Plus I get to spend time with Effie until you all get back." Effie rolled her eyes at him but smiled and said, "This may be the hardest group we've had to let you go, you guys. No offense, Katniss." I nodded, understanding. Peeta was great, but I really was a pain in the ass and didn't make life easier for anyone. Effie grabbed Haymitch's hand and said, "You have to bring one of them home." He kissed her on the cheek and said, "I'll try my best sweetheart."

Our interviews were next so we stopped our conversation and paid attention to our tributes. Henry went up first. His voice became deeper than I remembered and he talked sweetly at first. Then said he was a killer machine that could hurt someone easily, but couldn't be hurt. I saw some people in the crowd and nod and write his name down on their pads. Caesar was scared, and that was good. Haymitch clapped and said, "There you go, boy." Franklin was next and he was cold, dark, and looked through the crowd and answered his questions directly. I was afraid they would find him boring but in fact, a dark child is good in the Hunger Games and people were writing his name down. Lastly Revia graced the stage. She looked more beautiful than usual and gave the crowd an excellent final interview. She said she knew how to use a knife and always had some tricks up her sleeve. The crowd cheered her on and the interviews were over. They would be recapped across Panem with all the tributes information. It was time for the Games to begin.