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Chapter 2

Katniss' Pov

We are now in the Capitol. I don't know how feel. I should be scared or sad but no. The people outside are waiting for us to come out, screaming like crazy. The doors open and peacekeepers come in.

"We have strict orders to get you inside." The peacekeeper who spoke looks obviously like the leader of the group. They come to our sides while we walk out the doors, Effie and Haymitch walking in front of us. I ignore the screams, looking at the building we are taken into.

"Welcome to the training center. This is where you will spend the next two weeks, before you are thrown to your certain death." Haymitch say sarcastically before laughing. I glare at him. Why can't he be serious?

We arrive in what looks like a lobby with a lot of people in. Haymitch stops to talk to some people, probably other victors, before leading us into the elevator. He punches the district 12 button.

"You two are going to love the living quarters. Since you are from district 12, you get the amazing penthouse." Effie must think this is going to cheer us up, because she tells us with the most chipper voice. I smile at her than look at Peeta. I haven't really talked to him since the reaping. He probably doesn't want to talk to me anyway.

The doors of the elevator open with a ding, breaking me out of my thoughts. The room before us is beautiful. It is big and well decorated. I follow Effie into the living room and sit on the couch.

"You have a few hours to yourself before I come to take you to get ready for the chariot ride." I nod at Effie and walk to my room, closing the door behind me. I lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, lost in my thoughts. I don't know how long I stay there, thinking about Prim, my mother and Gale. It's only when someone knocks loudly on my door that I move. I get up slowly, pulling it open, seeing Haymitch standing there.

"Come on Sweetheart. I want you to meet some people." He goes to the living room where I realise are a lot of people I don't know. Slightly shy, I walk behind him and try to ignore the eyes on me.

The first person I see is a beautiful young woman. She has the most gorgeous, long and wavy red hair. Her skin looks really tanned and her eyes are turquoise. A small smile on her face, she looks at me. The woman standing next to her is an older lady. Her gray hair falls on her shoulders. She does look like she's been through a lot, but there is something in her smile I find comforting. Like a smile from a mother. Sitting on the couch next to them are two people, a man and a woman. The girl doesn't really look older than me. Her hair is short, black with purple highlights. Her dark eyes look intimidating and fierce. That's when my eyes fall on him, the man sitting on the couch.

He is tall looking, even sitting down. He obviously is strong, looking fit. His skin is tanned, like the girl with the pretty hair. His eyes are the most gorgeous eyes I've ever seen. They are sea green. Looking at him, I feel like I've seen him before. My eyes meet his and he smirks. He obviously saw me watching him. That's when I recognise him. Finnick Odair, district 4 Victor of 65th Hunger Games. Well, they certainly weren't lying about his beauty. I blush under his gaze, looking down at my feet.

"Sweetheart, I want you to meet some of the other mentors. This is Annie and Mags." He points the two women standing in the living room. Annie, the one with red hair, smiles at me.

"The ones sitting there on the couch are Johanna from district 7 and Finnick from 4." Finnick gets up from his spot and walks over to me. He shakes my hand, smirking at me.

"It's nice to meet you Katniss. May I say, you are truly beautiful." I take my hand away from his, glaring. He wears this amused look on his face.

"I would say it was nice to meet you too, but since I'm here to train to fight to the death, it is not. And by the way, stop trying to flirt with my, it's never going to work." I smile at him sarcastically, turning towards Haymitch. "We should probably go, we don't want to be late or Effie is going to be mad." In that moment, Effie walks in and comes to us.

"Come on Katniss, we have to follow the schedule. We will be late if we don't go." I look at Haymitch, almost laughing at his face. He grumbles and we walk to the elevator. Peeta is waiting for us there.

"Well, well Sweetheart. Looks like you captured Fishboy's attentions." I blush beet red, looking down at my shoes to hide it. What the hell? I don't blush! I clear my throat and glare at my old mentor next to me.

"Sad for him, I don't go for arrogant guys like him. And actually, he just thought I was hot. Not really important." Haymitch laughs slightly at my answer and the doors of the elevator opens.

"Welcome to, as the Victors fondly refer to, Beauty Base Zero. This is where you will spend the next few hours in hell. Good luck!" He pushes us out, leaving us standing there stupidly. All of a sudden, we are surrounded by people, taking us each to a different side of the room. Three Capitol people are waiting for me in the back. The introduce themselves as Flavius, Octavia and Venia. They start talking about weird subjects, not caring that I hear everything. When they tell me to lie down on the table, I sigh. Haymitch was right. This is going to be hell.

I close my eyes, waiting for the minutes to pass.

….

I am sitting on a metal table in a kind of waiting room. The past hours as been really, really long. My prep team talked about the Games and how I should be honored to be a tribute. They also talked about the other stylist, how they are always in demand because their tributes actually win.

I'm pulled out of my thoughts by a man walking into the room. He doesn't look like someone from the Capitol. The only thing that's Capitol like is the golden eyeliner and the earring. He's wearing only black clothes. He joins me and examines me. I feel uncomfortable with the stranger who must be my stylist. He takes my hand, pulling me up from my seat.

"I'm sorry this happened to you. I'm Cinna, your stylist." Cinna smiles at me. I feel better already, knowing he is different.

"Most people I meet here congratulated me, saying it's an honor to do this."

"This isn't an honor. You don't deserve any of this. No one does."

"So, you're here to make me pretty." He smiles and laughs a little.

"I am here to make you look desirable." He goes to a wardrobe, taking a black outfit to me. He asks me to put in on. Embarrassed to change in front of him, I take the robe on and put the outfit on quickly.

"Now, are you afraid of flames?" I laugh and swallow nervously. What is he going to do?

….

I walk to the chariot in the back that is attached to a black horse. The other tributes are next to their district's chariot with the mentors. I'm standing alone, Haymitch is probably still with Peeta and Cinna must of went to see district 12 other stylist. I brush my hand through the horse's black fur, stroking it.

Cinna managed to make me look intimidating. He putted my hair into multiple braids and attached to my head. The black eyeliner and eye shadow makes my grey eyes look bigger. My lips are red and my nails are coated in a red nail polish.

I look around at the tributes closest to me, the ones from eleven. The girl tribute reminds me so much of my little duck. She won't survive the Games, being the youngest this year. Her fellow tribute is large, looking intimidating, the complete opposite of her. Suddenly, I feel a hot breath on my neck, making me feel tense.

"Well, don't you look gorgeous right now." I turn around to find Finnick standing so close to me I feel his breath on my face. I cross my arms, trying to back away from him only to feel the chariot on my back.

"What are you doing?" I glare at him witch only makes him smirk. He walks towards me him, putting both his hands on the side of my face.

"Oh Kitten, you don't like me being so close? I only wanted to see you, to tell you how you absolutely look intimidating and beautiful. Your stylist really did is job." He leans in closer, making me feel a lot more uncomfortable than before.

"Now that you told me, don't you have a Capitol woman to see? I know for a fact your female tribute is looking at you." I try to keep a straight face. I don't want to show him that I'm a bit scared of him. After I tell him this, I see something in his eyes flicker, hurt. He masks it quickly with another smirk. He leans a lot more, his face mere inches from mine, his lips dangerously close to mine.

"Alright fine, I can take a hint. I'll go, but know that I'll see you soon." For a moment, I think he'll kiss me but after a few seconds he pulls away, putting is hands in his pockets and walks away to his tributes, looking back at me.

I turn around to see Haymitch, Peeta, Cinna and who I assume is Peeta's stylist walk my way.

"So Katniss, Peeta, we will be setting your suit on fire. Don't worry, these are only fake flames." I look at Haymitch and I can see he looks uncomfortable.

"Oh Haymitch, don't tell me you're afraid of an open flame. Wait, when I think about it, with the amount of alcohol you drink, you should be." I tell him sarcastically.

"It's a fake flame Sweetheart. Now just get on the chariot and I'll see you two after the parade." I get on the chariot next to Peeta. Haymitch walks away, Cinna lights our suits and we start moving forward.

We are the last ones since we are from district 12. When we get out in the open, there are a lot of Capitol people, looking at us and screaming. Every eye was on the tributes from two until we came out. I see our faces take district 2's place on the banners, people screaming our name. I see Peeta waving at them, smiling. He tries to take my hand in his but I pull away.

"Come on, they'll love it." I look at him unsure and I finally take it, pulling it above our heads. I start waving, smiling my most fake smile ever, and sending kisses their way. I catch a rose in my hand. I see tributes looking at us. I look around in the crowd and see the mentor's area. I can see Haymitch sitting with Johanna, Annie and, oh god, Finnick. I catch his eye and he laughs at me. I tear my gaze away from him. I concentrate on my task, making the Capitol love me.

Haymitch' Pov

I walk towards the mentor's area, leaving Sweetheart and Peeta with their stylists. I search for Chaff but when I only find Johanna, Annie and Finnick sitting there, I decide to go with them.

"Hello young ones. Ready for the parade?" Johanna rolls her eyes at me.

"Of course, we wouldn't want us to miss the tributes from district 2 get all the attention. I also notice you are taking your task as serious as every other, being this drunk and all." This is one of the reasons I prefer sitting with someone my age, someone who's not going to make any comment. And come on, when am I not drunk.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. I need to know Fishboy, what were you doing talking with Sweetheart before the parade. I know you didn't just want to say hello."

"Can't I just talk to her? I thought she could use someone who is actually going to help her, to mentor her." I roll my eyes at his answer, knowing there is more.

"Will talk about this later, the chariot ride is starting." District 1 and 2 get out there, getting pretty much all the attention.

"I told you they would be the center of attention tonight. It's not going to…" She trails off when my tributes get out there. Cinna managed to put them on fire and it actually looked real.

"Well, we can say all eyes are on them now." It's the first time I heard Annie talk since she arrived in the Capitol. I see Katniss waving at the people and she looks up to us. Okay, let me rephrase that, she looks up at Finnick who laughs next to me. His eyes aren't leaving her even when she turns her head.

"Oh, look who caught Fishbrains attention." Johanna teases him, making Annie giggle next to her. I laugh as Finnick's cheeks get slightly red. The chariots stop and President Snow starts his speech. I recite it in my head because it's the same one every single year.

"Another parade over, we should get going." I leave the Victors alone, walking towards my tributes.

"Well done Sweetheart. You managed to get people to appreciate you a little. They didn't actually talk to you but still." Katniss glares at me and Peeta smiles, slightly laughing.

"It amazes me how nice you are Hay." She tells me sarcastically. We walk to the elevator together. We are the last ones to get in, being the last district doesn't help.

Arriving at the penthouse, we all go our different ways, tired from our day. I head to my room, taking my drink out and I lay on my bed, drinking. I soon pass out.

Katniss' Pov

I walk into my room and take my clothes out of my wardrobe. I go to the bathroom, taking a hot shower, calming myself. I get out of the shower, putting my pyjamas on. I clean the make up on my face and I let my hair down. I jump into bed, exhausted from my first day in the Capitol. It doesn't take long before sleep over takes me.