Everyone knows me as" Foxface" ,but the truth is my name is Marissa Beckett. You would know me as the girl with the red hair, the sneaky one, or the smart one who tragically died with that perfect handful of nightluck. Well, the truth is the districts all pay a small fee to the capitol to get their tribute's bodies back. My father is a scientist who works for the Capitol as a reviver for all of the famous tributes or leaders. So, President Snow decided that he'd have my father try to revive all of the dead tributes. I was his first priority. Approximately it took 23 hours to get me back on my feet and my memory regained. But, to keep the project a secret President Snow would have our bodies and face's reconstructed. When I got reconstructed by my actual makeup artist Alfaisia she gasped and said, " Oh my I thought I'd never see you again!"
I of course scoffed and said "Well, didn't we all"
"Oh, Sweetie! I didn't mean it like that"
"Yeah, well we have to get this makeover done with…"
"I have just the thing how about we… permanently die your hair the color black, give you a bob, layers in the back of course, grow you eyelashes out a lot, get you some colored contacts, give you a birthmark on your left cheek, and permanently stain your lips a rich red, darken your complexion, and give you some curves…?"
When I woke up I was definitely a much different person I didn't look anything like I usually look like. That night when I drove over to my father's laboratory which he refers to as office I heard screaming. I rushed to his actual operation room and say a girl who looked like Clove but this girl was all red and bloody and crying and just not as the cool person she seemed to be. I saw my father with a different doctor looking through the glass. My father has this look he get's when he's concerned that look was plastered all over his face. I went into the separate room my father was in and asked the doctor to leave the first my father said was "Who are you?"
"Father it's me Lillie, Alfaisia did that good?"
"Marissa! Yes but No… never mind" Then that looked appeared again
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing… well you know Clove… I don't know if she's going to make it, the operation went perfect but I'm afraid she's having traumatic stress where she won't let anyone touch her or even talk to her without crying and screaming and in Dr. Hanley's case biting…"
"Let me try I've been through this too you know"
"If you want to," that's when he gave me the protective father look
I entered the room and she immediately turned around and let out a sob and let on a whole new wavelength of tears. I just went to the sink and got one of those little paper towels my father kept in his office for me (I always acted better if there were paper towels with tiaras on them) and wet it. I then went over to Clove whose skin was drenched with Dr. Hanley's and her own blood and told her in a soft voice that everything is okay. She cringed as I put the paper towel on her face and wiped off the tears, mud, sweat, and blood mixture. I then used one of my hair ties to put her hair back out of her face. I think she realized she wasn't going to be harmed so I went into the cabinet to get a new outfit because she was still in that god-awful hunger games outfit. I went into the apartment that we owned above the my dad's office and started running water for a bath and brought Clove upstairs she immediately relaxed as soon as she slipped into the water
"Thank' I'm so sorry I just don't think I can handle all of this at once" Clove actually spoke but with a stutter
"It's okay you know I had all of this done to me"
"Glimmer?" She sat up with interest
"Haha, no I'm Marissa… you know Foxface… red hair...or I used to at least.."
" Nope... no I really don't know you…sorry" the flash of concern on her face was enough for me
"Here I'm just going to give you the down low… So you'll probably get a whole reconstruction… then go to Elliesburg High School with me, you know you can't tell ANYONE about this right?" I looked at her and relized she wasn't going to tell anyone her history because it would come with too many questions.
"I won't. I promise." She gave me this look that said everything...
