Chapter 1
I look out over the vast land. It's surprising I have yet to get lost here. All the people bustle about getting to there jobs. I better get to mine soon also. The elevator ride is almost up; soon I will arrive at the lobby, and then make my way to the office.
I am a district representative. I am the one who pulls the two slips of paper out of the glass bowls in District 6 every year at the reaping. I am the one who makes the final decision for laws and important things in District 6. I am the one- a slight beep tells me that the elevator ride is over. I step out into the lobby, and make my way to the huge glass doors leading out of my apartment, greeting some people as I leave.
My feet start to ache as I get onto the air train that takes me to the office. I really should get shoes that are more comfortable for me, but then I wouldn't be so fashionable, and that would be just terrible. I always need to keep my fashion status up. Everyone does of course, but being a representative for a whole district means that I go on camera a lot, which makes my face recognizable, which makes people look at me, which makes people pay attention to my cloths, which makes people want to look like me. Because of this, I have to keep up my game fashion wise.
Life in The Capital is hard. Always having to worry about what you look like and what people will think about how much money you have and your possessions. I am glad that I live here though, and not in the districts. I push that terrible thought to the side and look out the window of the air train, and make my way off it. The light is almost blinding, so I hastily walk towards the office. I finally make it without any of my makeup fading, I figure out as I look at my self in the mirror of my compact. I clasp it back together and put it back in my purse and go up the elevator to the floor where I do most of the important stuff, like choose whether or not work times should go up or down, or if more people need to be put on the line of people who inspect the shipments before they come here (all decisions for District 6 of course).
The elevator has the huge glass windows, as does the one in my apartment. Many elevators do here in The Capitol. I love to look out over everyone else. It makes me feel like I have quite a lot of power. The elevator comes to a stop on the ninth floor and I walk over to the door with a label on it saying:
Adelle Renfrewshire
District 6 Representative
That would be me, so I walk through the door and into my office.