((Hi, This is very hastily written as my mind has been lacking of creative juices as of late. I'd still really appreciate a review where good or bad, I really thrive off the feedback as it is a chance to improve my writing and a way to know what I should continue doing! Hope you enjoy. Again, Sorry it's a bit of a shambles!

Edit: I meant 'Chapter 4' in the title haha! Oopsie))

Blinding lights bedazzled my eyes, bright white consuming my vision so I'm plunged into a world of muffled movement, I could hear shouts and cries. Chaim and I being called from each direction but I was able to see nothing. That's when a hand clench around my wrist, the calloused fingers grazing against my skin, tugging me forward, once my eyes adjust I notice the silhouette of Chaim, the halo of bronze hair adorning his head. When I realise what he's doing, I'm inclined to reclaim my hand, but the crowd were watching intently, any show of dissent would be noted, and I didn't want to draw attention to myself just yet. I smile and wave good-naturedly at the hoards of bouncing heads forming behind the metal barrier I was so thankful for. Apparently, we weren't allowed to stay for long, as Saphira teeters on her towering heels towards us, chirping some nonsense about punctuality and the like.

We're ushered inside a large, looming building - which I assume is the training centre. As soon as the heavy metallic doors grind to a close behind us we are all ushered our separate ways, Mags leading me to the left, and Gabe taking Chaim to the right. I'm taken to a large room where a group of horrendous looking people grin in delight as I enter the room, slapping their hands together to create a chorus of applause. I look at them in confusion, and that's where Mags steps in.
"Marina! This is your prep team, they'll be in charge of making you look...appropriate for your appearances. This is Bloom-" She begins, before being interrupted by the girl with a seemingly plastic green hairdo, and long, curling extended eyelashes in a hue of pink that is never seen in District Four.
"Hello deary! Oh they said you were a little chunky at the bottom...And you do have slightly big pores, Nothing we can't fix though! Our skills shan't be doubted! Other than that, you're positively to die for!" She squeals, clenching her hands together, of which the nails spike out with diamond decorations.
"And I'm Kel!" The boy with a bald shining head, ringed with tattoos exclaims before I have the chance to answer. "Oh your hair, my love! What have you been doing to it? It's as dry as bone!" He picks up a chunk and pulls it to his nose, the urge to sock him in the eye almost overcomes me. "And is that salt water I smell? Gah! Don't you have conditioner in Four?" He asks, his shock clear, his eyes are died a peculiar shade of silver, widen.
"No. Between being reaped for the games and struggling for money we don't really have time for conditioner." I retort back nastily, and as soon as the words leave my mouth, Mags' hand curls up my back, a silent warning to keep my mouth shut, of sorts. Kel seems disgusted with my lack of manners and hastily proceeds to introduce the last member of the team, A tall gangly woman, with dark make up, highlighting the shocking blue of her eyes. She would be beautiful. Had it not been for the obviously enhanced body, overly plump breast and buttocks which are a clear attempt to proportion out her tall, model like body. It looks ghastly. "This is Petal." he adds, and she grins sharply, the white in her teeth jumping out at you out of the darkness, making me feel on edge. Such a delicate name for a powerful looking woman.
"Hm let's have a look at your nails shall we?" She states, grasping my hand in her bony one, inspecting it closely, peeling away the layers of my confidence that her other team members had severely damaged with their demeaning comments. "Hm. We better get to work right away." She says cryptically. Mags bows her head and makes it towards the door, I don't have to chance to ask where she was going before she speaks.
"I'll leave you to it, Good luck." She says as she slips out of the door. And I'm left alone.