Hi again! I started writing this after I finished writing chapter 8. I know this is a tiny bit late, but I had to get it proof-read.

Disclaimer: My mom's gonna make waffles this morning!

I spun. "Katniss," I muttered.

"One and only," she whipped back.

"So they're calling the scores now?" Uniqua asked, glaring with resentment that only Uniqua could have for Katniss. Her cousin Clove was in Katniss's games, along with Clove's boyfriend, Cato. (Yeah, I ship Clato. Admit it, it's cute.)

"No, I just said now to rile you up. And the speaker that's crackling is totally not going to call names," Katniss replied.

"That's sarcasm," a man's voice said. Peeta stepped up to Katniss, with Gale.

"Not that you'd ever figure that out," Gale added.

"I knew that was sarcasm!" I protested.

"Johnny Pepeni." The speaker said, and number 1 stood, after kissing his girlfriend. He walked to the doors to the training room, and pushed them open. Giving his girlfriend a smile, he disappeared. For a second, no one talked.

"Good luck," Peeta said, while Katniss and Gale turned up their noses and walked out like they owned that place. (Katniss is still dating Peeta, but she and Gale are still friends, for the sake of this story.)

"Hate her," Uniqua muttered, as number 2 was called. I nodded in understanding, then turned to Sheeshey. She was being unnaturally quiet.

"You okay?" I asked. Uniqua, having noticed Sheeshey's quietness as well, turned.

"Wha? Oh, oh yeah. I was just imaging Katniss dying," Sheeshey replied, grinning. We smiled too.

"Even though Gale's my mentor, I really hate him, as well." Uniqua played with her glittery hair, which at the moment was a bright gold.

"Agreed," I stated, my gray eyes shining.

"Random question, but how much do you pay for implanting gems?" Sheeshey asked. "I was thinking about getting opals, to match my eyebrows, eyes and my hair." Sheeshey's eyes and hair were an ice blue, and her eyebrows were practically non-existent.

"Well, for eyes it depends on how many. I usually get 10 in each," I said, showing them my eyes. Sheeshey nodded.

"So that costs about $5,000. But if you want them in your skin, then that's usually $8,000," I explained. Sheeshey stroked her chin.

"I think I might like that. I have enough money," Sheeshey decided. Uniqua nodded.

"That would look good on you," she said.

Just then, the speaker said, "Sheeshey Garlenia." Sheeshey blinked, but didn't show her shock like Uniqua and I. She walked to the doors, and disappeared. I exchanged a look with Uniqua, and noticed that the room was nearly half empty.

"Good luck," Uniqua whispered. I nodded back at her.

"Good luck, Sheeshey," I muttered, and we shared a smile, just as I was called in.

I stood and walked to the doors like the ones before me. I pushed them open, then slipped in.

-o-O-o-

I took a moment to look around, then to look at the Gamemakers. I saw a whole crew, which surprised me. Looking closer, I realized that most of them were from the original crew. Plutarch was still Head.

I took a deep breath, and headed to the throwing knives as Plutarch said, "Katrina Snow. You have 15 minutes to show us your skills. You may start." I nodded, and continued my walk to the throwing knives. I grabbed some that were the right weight for me, and stepped back until I was as far as I could go. I wound up, and threw the knife. Middle ring of the bullseye. I looked at the Gamemakers. I couldn't tell if they were happy, so I continued to throw. Inner ring, outer ring, rib cage, bullseye. I grinned up at the Gamemakers, then moved to snares. I looked through the book until I found my favorite - the one that left the opponent dangling from their feet. My fingers twisted, knotted, and pulled the rope until I was left with the snare. I dragged a dummy over and pushed him onto the trap. It sprang, and the dummy was suddenly dangling from mid-air.

Having a sudden idea, I went to axes. I can't believe I didn't think of this before!

I grabbed an ax, lifted it over my head, and threw it at the dummy. Dead bullseye. I moved to the next dummy. Inner ring. Middle ring. Outer ring. Ribs. Dead bullseye. I nodded, and looked at the Gamemakers, hoping they looked pleased. I thought they did.

I walked to the rock wall, but my bell rang before I could do anything.

"Thank you. Your score, along with the others, will be broadcasted tonight," Plutarch said. I walked out without looking at him. Grandpa had been mad at him. I would be mad at him.

I know this is short, but in my eyes, it was always meant to be a short chapter. Sorry if you wanted a longer chapter, but this is the way things are.

Questions!

1) What score do you think Katrina should get? I'm thinking a 7 or 8, but I would love to get your thoughts.

2) Did you like Sheeshey and Katrina's talk about Capitol stuff?

3) Any Clato shippers out there? I'll be honest, at first I didn't ship it at first, but it's been growing on me. I mean, there's even text evidence!