the hunger games-飢餓遊戲(英文版)

第14部分 (第3/7頁)

　me。　You　can　bet　theyˇll　make　sure　I　donˇt　have　a　bow　and　arrow　to　defend　myself。

Before　that　though；　theyˇll　give　me　a　score　so　low；　no　one　in　their　right　mind　would　sponsor　me。　Thatˇs　what　will　happen　tonight。　Since　the　training　isnˇt　open　to　viewers；　the　Gamemakers　announce　a　score　for　each　player。　It　gives　the　audience　a　starting　place　for　the　betting　that　will　continue　throughout　the　Games。　The　number；　which　is　between　one　and　twelve；　one　being　irredeemably　bad　and　twelve　being　unattainably　high；　signifies　the　promise　of　the　tribute。　The　mark　is　not　a　guarantee　of　which　person　will　win。　Itˇs　only　an　indication　of　the　potential　a　tribute　showed　in　training。　Often；　because　of　the　variables　in　the　actual　arena；　high…scoring　tributes　go　down　almost　immediately。　And　a　few　years　ago；　the　boy　who　won　the　Games　only　received　a　three。　Still；　the　scores　can　help　or　hurt　an　individual　tribute　in　terms　of　sponsorship。　I　had　been　hoping　my　shooting　skills　might　get　me　a　six　or　a　seven；　even　if　Iˇm　not　particularly　powerful。　Now　Iˇm　sure　Iˇll　have　the　lowest　score　of　the　twenty…four。　If　no　one　sponsors　me；　my　odds　of　staying　alive　decrease　to　almost　zero。

When　Effie　taps　on　the　door　to　call　me　to　dinner；　I　decide　I　may　as　well　go。　The　scores　will　be　televised　tonight。　Itˇs　not　like　I　can　hide　what　happened　forever。　I　go　to　the　bathroom　and　wash　my　face；　but　itˇs　still　red　and　splotchy。

Everyoneˇs　waiting　at　the　table；　even　Cinna　and　Portia。　I　wish　the　stylists　hadnˇt　shown　up　because　for　some　reason；　I　donˇt　like　the　idea　of　disappointing　them。　Itˇs　as　if　Iˇve　thrown　away　all　the　good　work　they　did　on　the　opening　ceremonies　without　a　thought。　I　avoid　looking　at　anyone　as　I　take　tiny　spoonfuls　of　fish　soup。　The　saltiness　reminds　me　of　my　tears。

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