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Bad's POV

That night we got our scores back. Each tribute is ranked on a scale from one to twelve based on their performance. We all sat on the couch, watching all the tributes pictures with their scores go by. Niki was very first, then me, then so on. I did pretty good, getting an eleven. Definitely the highest so far, and ever, no one is going to get a bigger score then me. I have been training for this my whole life. There's no way in loosing.

Of course my luck had to be terrible. It was the very last tribute. The male from district twelve. It wasn't until he got onto screen when I realized who it was. I was trying to forget about him, but of course things can't always be that easy.

He got twelve?! Is that even possible?
"What?!-" I shriek out of shock, making everyone jump a bit in their seats.
"I know right! He did so good!" Niki celebrates with a smile. It's definitely going to be hard for her in the arena with everyone she's getting so attached to.

But how did he even manage to do better then me! I have to beat him.

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