The Hunger Games Are Not In Prim's Favor

Score Day

    Okay, So you know how I was nervous for the interview? Well, I am double nervous today. I have to go show the peacekeepers something I am good at and then they show the world what my score is.

I am so nervous because this is what the tributes look at. If you have a high score, they are scared, but want to kill you fast as possible.

If you get a low score,  They will kill you just to get you out of the way. I want a score in the middle, I think.

I am sure if Katniss had to do this she'd get a great score. I need to stop thinking about her. It makes me homesick.

I've never been away from my family, so to be torn away for death isn't making me feel good. I wonder if Peeta feels the same. If he is, he doesn't show it. Maybe it is to make me feel better. 

Once again, all the other tributes go before us, then Peeta goes, and finally me. Peeta came out with some camouflage on him.

He told me I could go in. I took a deep breath and walked in. All the peacekeepers were sitting at a long table.

Most were drunk, I wanted so badly to role my eyes at the scene.

"Hello Miss Prim" one of the game keeps said. "Hello," I squeaked. I took the bow and arrows off my back, and turned to a target. 

I was worried my shakey hands would make me miss, but I let it fly. It landed right in my middle of the target.

I shot again, it almost was perfect. Then I shot one more time, and the arrow landed once again perfectly in the target.

I nodded, walked away, and had a big smile on my face.

Peeta and I sat with Haymitch and Effie waiting in front of a huge tv to see what our score was going to be. 

It showed all the others first, then showed Peeta's. He got a nine. "Pretty good," Haymitch said patting him on the back, well ,more like pounding him.

And then it showed mine. I got an eight. I was pretty excited! Eight was good for a little girl like me.  I wasn''t the only girl my age that got that though.

A little dark skinned girl got an eight also. I was happy for her.  She reminded me of my closest friend in District 12.  My heart ached for my home, and a tear slipped down my eye.