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Adele Gray's private training lesson:

Adele Gray, District 3

I walked into the room, my knees feeling like jelly. I stood in front of the Gamemakers and took a shaky bow.

"H-h-ello," my voice was shaking. My shy-ness was not helping me right now.

I turned to the bow and quiver of arrows. I grabbed one and set it into the bow.

My hands shook as I took aim. I pulled back. 1...2...3. The arrow whizzed through the air and placed itself firmly in the wall, not even close to the dummy.

I turned slowly toward the Gamemakers. Some were shaking their heads, and others were trying not to make eye-contact with me.

What was wrong with me? This was usually so simple. My aim was perfect, not a flaw in sight. But now, standing here, I just felt plain stupid.

I took another arrow and shot it. Another miss. I didn't dare look at the Gamemakers now. By impulse, I grabbed one more and shot it. Bulls-eye. I smiled to myself.

I turned to the Gamemakers, bowed a little more confidently this time, and left.