Ginny King's Sorting

Scarlett slapped a pile of papers down on her mahogany desk.

Another boring, lifeless, day. At least I have something other than paperwork to do, even if I hate it.

she thought, twirling her wand between her fingers.

"GINNY KING!" Scarlett yelled.

Ginny slipped her wand through her fingers, waiting.

Then the gamemaker shouted her name.

She walked slowly in, head and shoulders high.

"Ahhh. Sheyn's first student. A King, hmm? I knew your parents."

Scarlett said, her voice softer.

"Now, which District do you belong in, Ginny King?"

she asked, contemplating the red-haired girl.

"I thought You were the one supposed to tell me that, .....Ms. Adams."

She smiled slightly.

Scarlett almost laughed.

"You've got spunk, King."

she said as she examined the girl. She was quite pretty, actually.

"Give me your personality traits. Five should be all I need."

"Well.."

Ginny thought to herself for a second.

"I guess I'm pretty enough to be in 1, 2, or 3. I've never really been used to hardships...at least, none to severe."

she almost laughed at what she said next.

"I can't really think of anything else at the moment...I'm smart, creative, I can think up things on the spot."

Scarlett smirked as she finished jotting down her notes.

Districts 1-3 - yes, almost surely

Districts 4-6 - what a joke! The girl never mentioned anything about the outdoors, especially nothing about fishing!


Districts 7-9 - no. Definetly not.

Districts 10-12 - Possibly. There's a slim chance. She seems like a girl who's suffered, but recovered.

"I think you're probably from District One.
That sound good and right, King?"

Ginny nodded.

Honestly, I would've had a hard time choosing myself!