Голодные игры
Chapter 8
Terrified.Uh,ridiculous,someofthem."Animagepopsintomymind."Onemantrippedbackwardintoabowlofpunch."
HaymitchguffawsandweallstartlaughingexceptEffie,althoughevensheissuppressingasmile."Well,itservesthemright.It’stheirjobtopayattentiontoyou.AndjustbecauseyoucomefromDistrictTwelveisnoexcusetoignoreyou."Thenhereyesdartaroundasifshe’ssaidsomethingtotallyoutrageous."I’msorry,butthat’swhatIthink,"shesaystonooneinparticular.
"I’llgetaverybadscore,"Isay.
"Scoresonlymatterifthey’reverygood,noonepaysmuchattentiontothebadormediocreones.Foralltheyknow,youcouldbehidingyourtalentstogetalowscoreonpurpose.Peopleusethatstrategy,"saidPortia.
"Ihopethat’showpeopleinterpretthefourI’llprobablyget,"saysPeeta."Ifthat.Really,isanythinglessimpressivethanwatchingapersonpickupaheavyballandthrowitacoupleofyards.Onealmostlandedonmyfoot."
IgrinathimandrealizethatI’mstarving.Icutoffapieceofpork,dunkitinmashedpotatoes,andstarteating.It’sokay.Myfamilyissafe.Andiftheyaresafe,norealharmhasbeendone.
Afterdinner,wegotosittingroomtowatchthescoresannouncedontelevision.Firsttheyshowaphotoofthetribute,thenflashtheirscorebelowit.TheCareerTributesnaturallygetintheeight-to-tenrange.Mostoftheotherplayersaverageafive.Surprisingly,littleRuecomesupwithaseven.
