Yay! I got around to making this! Anyway its the second part of this little story here, and me and Snapdragon17 decided to Collab on it! Yay! The next chapter will be written by her, and in Meil's POV. So it will be different. (this is my first FanFic btw, so pls no flames :P)
The Train
The train ride is uneventful. The food is amazing though. Most of the ride I just go into my room (if you would call it a room) and stare out of the window. The guy who dragged us onto this thing said he was sorry. Geez, then why the bloody hell would you do it, then? Capitol idiots these days.
Staring out at the the landscape, I decide to take a shower. It is raining outside, so I sorta feel the urge to have one. I undress, throwing my clothes randomly around the room, and head into the shower. My first thought is how hot the bloody thing is. I mean, seriously, its like 35 degrees in here! But its freezing outside, so I stay in the shower for about two minutes.
"Sam! Sam!" I hear Meil call from outside my door. I sigh. I am reminded how she doesn't stand a chance in the games. "Coming!" I call back. I turn off the shower and get dressed. I put on my old clothes, as I refuse to wear anything from the Capitol. But the detail they put on their clothing is….terrific. I can't say anything but that. It is beautifully made, green linen with red lines running down it. I reach out to touch it, wanting to feel it's wonderful texture on my fingers. It is a soft cloth, feeling like linen. Which it probably is, at any rate.
"Sam! C'mon, get over here!" Meil calls out from outside my door. I quickly look away from the clothes and hurry towards Meil. "Hey guys, I'm late." I say calmly as I sit down at the table that the lovely Capitol people have laid down for us. I scan the tables' contents. A few loaves of bread. Cakes. More bread. Cookies. Jelliton Cakes. Man, I have never seen anything like this before. It is like heaven. And then I remember the Hunger Games. I sigh. "Took you long enough. Been saving this for you," The host from the reaping says, and passes me a glass of a red liquid. I think it is wine. Huh, I never seen wine before, I've only heard stories of how amazing it tasted in your mouth. "Thanks." I say, and hurriedly put the glass to my lips. Oh man that's good stuff. I finish it and put the glass back on the table, Noticing Meils' eyes were full with laughter at the Host-guys' expression. It's hard to explain this guys' facial pose at this time, it is somewhere between a constipated hippo (Ahh memories…) and a monkey. I look at his pathetically over exaggerated face and start to laugh.
"Whats so funny?" He asks in his british accent, which makes this moment all the more funny.
"Your face, dude! You look like a Giraffe!" Meil says, still giggling.
I burp, quite loudly. This scares the living soul out of the Host, who jumps out of the chair in shock. This refreshes Meil's laughter.
"Mind your manners, Sam! You District people outside of 1,2, and 4 have none!" He says in a pant. Yup, its official. I traumatized him. Oh well, life goes on, right? There is a long silence following this.
"So, whats your name? You know ours already." Meil say, in an attempt to break the awkward silence. The Host grunts.
"Name's River. I'm your trainer for the Hunger Games this year." He says, seeming quite full of himself. He points to his name-tag very full of himself. "Nice name. Wonder what your dry weight will be?" I say, smiling. "Lets not get into that. We'll be arriving at the Capitol soon enough. You two should change." He says with a smirk and walks out of the room. "He's right. Lets get changed." Meil nods. We both get up and go to our rooms. The shirt I saw earlier is lying where it was earlier. I grab it, take off my current shirt, and put the new one on. Its quite comfortable, Capitol made or not, I think. I look into my drawer again and see a pair of bright orange trousers. No way in hell, I think aloud. I close the drawer and head out to the first compartment of the train, where River and Meil are waiting for me. Meil is wearing the orange trousers. They look ridiculous. I look out the window and see the Capitol people cheering as our train enters the station. River opens the windows and says two simple words. "Charm them." Meil seems to know what she's doing, and she waves and smiles and even goes as far as to blow kisses at the crowd. The crowd seemed to be genuinely pleased and are going nuts for Meil. I looked at River for some help. He waves his fingers towards the Capitol audience. I sigh and look out the window. The first word that enters my mind is 'Woah!' Take a look at these people and you would be shocked too. Some of their eyelashes seem to be longer than their lifespan, tipped with highlights of gold, green and blue. Their faces are all colored uniquely, some with a baby blue hue of skin while others have a tattoo of the logo of the Hunger Games. I take in the crowds appearance and reluctantly wave, putting on a charming smile, which I hope looks sincere. The crowd goes wild. I let a sigh of relief release from my mouth.
After about two minutes of this, River pulls the window shut and we head into a tunnel. "You guys seem to know how to handle a crowd." River says, giving us a thumbs up. I relax. "Thanks Riv!" Meil says. River seems happy enough with Meils new nickname for him, so he lets it slide. "You guys will be given to your prep team soon, to make you look nice for the opening ceremonies. Sam they're gunna have a hard time with you on that." He adds with a teasing voice. I respond teasingly. "I can't argue with that." I give him a smile as to say 'we're cool, for now'. He nods, smiling then walks out the room. Meil sighs. "Time to meet our prep team. And the other Tributes."
OK, now that you've read it, please review it! Next chapter will be out once Snapdragon finishes it, at a Date still left undetermined! Yea. Have a good day!
