FINNICK
I glanced at myself one last time in the mirror. My hair was perfectly in place, just like the Capitol women liked it. I heaved a long sigh before heading out. I was in the restroom of President Snow's mansion. I'd been invited to the grand ball that took place tonight. As soon as I stepped out, a large crowd of teenage girls gathered around me, gushing over how beautiful I looked. The washroom was the one place where I could get rid of all this. I made my way through them, flashing my most dazzling smile. That left them paralyzed and their wide eyes just glinted under the massive chandeliers. President Snow hadn't invited me so I could have fun, he'd invited me so I could meet his daughter and do my job. I hadn't met her yet; Snow wanted her not to arrive until midnight, when she turned 17. It was her birthday tomorrow and this party was in honor of that.
I groaned as I saw another crowd of older woman heading towards me. I had to get away from all this. I quickly searched for a means of escape but upon failure, I noticed the grand staircase heading up. So I walked, as fast as I could, and went upstairs. This area was currently off-limits but I had no other choice.
"Finnick, where are you going?" I heard a woman say.
So I turned to the nearest door, walked right in and closed it behind me. Then I heard a cough. I spun around and found myself staring at a girl.
RENEE
My stylist had tried his best to make me pretty but I think he failed miserably. First of all, he had done my hair up in a complicated bun with ribbons running through it. That didn't suit me at all, especially with what I was wearing. My little dress was too tight and I felt like I was wearing a corset. It was a puffy party dress, hot pink in color that didn't even come till my knees. There was a big black bow tied at the waist that was so tight it threatened to spill my insides out. The dress had sparkles at the bottom as if the color itself wasn't enough. I groaned. This sucked. I mean, I should have had some opinion in what I wanted to wear, being the president's daughter and all. But no sir no perks there. Sure, I looked gorgeous, pretty, and beautiful but not myself.
And if all that wasn't enough, when I zipped up my dress from the back, I heard the door someone and some random guy just walked right in.