Brutus POV

Enobaria and I were in the train in District 2 so that we could be taken to the capitol because President Snow decided that it would be a good idea to throw another party for Enobaria, again. I couldn't blame him, she's one of the most famous victors and she's just amazing. People liked her for being brutal, vicious, and gorgeous. The position of Capitol Darling has been passed down from Cashmere, a victor from the 68th Hunger Games, to Enobaria Golding. Neither of them was happy. Cashmere loved getting attention and she never had to sell her body to the capital for some odd reason. On the other hand, Enobaria was trying to get as much attention away from her as possible. She hated the capital people who bought her, she hated being called 'Capitol Darling, 'Capitol Gem," or 'The Capitol's Golden Girl', and she definitely hated the lack of privacy.

We were sitting together on the love seat talking about weapons when we were interrupted by Enobaria's prep team.

"Enobaria!" said Pamela.

"What is it?" asked Enobaria in an aggravated voice.

"We have to discuss your outfit for tomorrow," said Celestine.

"But that's tomorrow," complained Enobaria. Knowing her, she hated getting all glammed up, especially if it had to be done by her prep team.

"Exactly," said Jameria. "That means that we have less than forty-eight hours to get you ready."

"I don't need that much time to get all dolled up," said Enobaria.

"That's right," I said. "She's already gorgeous." Enobaria smiled and pecked me on the lips.

"I'm going to have to get her a stay on twenty-four hour lipstick if you those two are going to be doing more of that tomorrow," said Pamela.

"Whatever," said Enobaria. "Can you leave us?"

"Nope," said Celestine. "Now come on."

Enobaria stood up and followed her prep team to her bedroom. Three hours later, we arrived at the capital and I met up with Enobaria before we left the train.

"Ready?" I asked her before taking her hand in mine.

"I'll never be ready," said Enobaria. I opened the train doors and we were being drowned by a huge crowd of fans.

"Enobaria, I love you!"

"You're amazing!"

"You and Brutus are so cute together!"

"Brutaria forever!"

We pushed past the crowd until we entered the mentor's building. This is where the mentors stay in before the games. Once the tributes are chosen, they move into the tribute hotel with the tributes from their district. We entered the elevator, I pressed the button with a number 2 on it, and I hungrily pushed Enobaria to the wall and kissed her hard on the lips. I drew my lips from hers when I saw Johanna Mason put a hand in between the elevator doors to keep them from shutting.

"Sorry to interrupt," she said while getting in the elevator with us and pressing the button with a number seven on it. That girl right there is Johanna Mason, victor from District 7 and winner of the 67th Hunger Games. "Johanna Mason." Johanna introduced herself to Enobaria.

"Enobaria Golding," she said.

"I know who you are," said Johanna. "Who wouldn't? Nice job winning the games."

"You too," said Enobaria.

The elevator made a dinging noise and the doors opened up to Floor 2.

"See ya tomorrow," said Johanna before the doors closed.

"Tomorrow?" asked Enobaria. "What did she mean by 'tomorrow'?"

"Oh," I said. "I forgot to tell you. Tomorrow I'm taking you to the victor's training room so that you can meet the other victors. They've all told me that they wanted to meet you."

"Yippee," said Enobaria, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Come on," I said to her. "You'll love them. Some of those people are actually bearable."

"I'll meet them," said Enobaria. "But don't expect me to like them."

"Atta girl!" I said before kissing her on the lips.

"There you two are!" said Antoinette, the District 2 escort.

"What do you want?" I asked her, a little bothered by the fact that she broke up our kiss.

"I'm here to inform you," she said referring to Enobaria. "That President Snow needs you to start working the day after your party." Ugh, Enobaria has to continue working for the capital. She hated doing that, but President Snow made sure she did everything she had to do with a smile on her face.

"Fine," said Enobaria. "Anything else?"

"Why don't I show you to your rooms?" said Antoinette while motioning us to follow her.

"I think we know how to look for our rooms," I said.

"It's my job to do this," she said. "Brutus, your room is right here and Enobaria, your room is at the end of the hallway. Bye."

After she left, I wrapped my arms around Enobaria and she snaked her arms around my neck, bringing me close. "I'm upset," I said. "We can't sleep in the same room together."

"Relax," she told me. "I'm pretty sure you can survive a couple of nights without me."

"Who said it won't be the other way around?" I teased.

"We'll see," she said as she rested her forehead on mine.

I never noticed that she was wearing the necklace I gave her for her birthday about less than a year ago. "I like it when you wear that necklace," I said.

She grinned at me and then she yawned.

"Tired?" I asked.

"Yep," she said.

"Get some sleep," I said to her. "Tomorrow's a big day."

"Goodnight, babe," she said. Enobaria walked away and I entered my temporary bedroom. I went into my room, unpacked, showered, and went to bed.