Chapter 2-The Capitol

District 8- Anna's POV

Oh. My. God. I am almost at the capitol, but oddly, that is not why I am nervous. On the train, I was watching the reapings, and Keigan was reaped also. I know that 2 tributes can survive, but only if the sponsors like them enough. It will be hard for Keigan and I also, since we are both from different districts. We are driven in a car with tinted windows to the tribute center. Later that evening, I decide to take a walk trough the TributeCenter. When, who do I see in the halls but…?

District 3- Keigan's POV

"KEIGAN!" my cousin Anna yells as she runs toward me. "Oh my god, Anna, I can't believe you were reaped, too. I saw you get reaped on the train." "Don't worry Keg; we are going to make it out."

District 2- Kayla's POV

Ha, I thought as I thought about how Mikayla was so dead. See, a very, very long time ago, before I was even born, her great grandfather killed my great grand mother. My great grandmother had just given birth to my grandmother at the time. My family was furious, and filed a complaint with the capitol. The president could see how angry we were, so my family moved to the capitol. And now, when someone from their families is eligible to enter into the games, one of our family goes to district 2, volunteers for the games, and then kills them. So really, I have lived in the capitol all of my life. I am a capitol spy.

District 4- Claire's POV

So, I am not not excited, but I really do not want to die. It has been my lifelong dream to run Panem some day, and I don't want to lose it. I am very sympathetic with the capitols views, but I personally never have really wanted to be in the games. I am more of a thinker than a fighter. But, lucky for me, I actually have a fairly good chance I think, of winning the games. I am very pretty, and if that weren't good, I am tall, strong and very smart. I will use my strengths against the other tributes. And I will win because of myself, not because someone helped me.

District 10- Cara's POV

Ok so, I was reaped. Yeah, yeah, big whoop. But in all honesty, I don't give a flying crap. I mean, I live in the community home in district 10, and this is kind of nice actually. I am very strong and clever. I have already decided that I will be starting my own anti-career pack. I mean, the careers are kind of screwy, and I personally think it would be hilarious if they lost to someone from the pig district.

District 1- Echo's POV

Okay so, now, I totally have to win. I mean like, we had an all-tribute dinner earlier, and I have an awesome career pack and no competition what so ever. In my career pack I have me, Annabelle, a girl named Mikayla, and her district partner, Kayla, an awesomely tall and pretty girl named Claire, and her partner, Sierra. So, right now, I am getting ready for the tribute parade. I just met my stylist, Cameron. "Okay ladies, you are like from the district of luxury, so we need to dress it up. You need tons of sponsors, so here's what I'm thinking..." We ended up in the most stunning outfits ever: Skintight, rhinestone encrusted leggings; 7 inch high black stiletto heels, very short, see through red mesh dresses, and huge, silver hoop earrings. Our hair was piled up into sky high piles on top of our heads, accented with streaks of red, black, and silver. We had on tons of sparkly black eye make up, and 4 inch long red fake eyelashes. On top of all that, our outfits lit up. As we got onto our chariot, Cameron said, "Now remember, we want sponsors. Own the outfits; don't let the outfits own you!" Suddenly, the lights flashed on and our chariot started to roll...

District 2- Mikayla's POV

Okay, so I am pretty psyched. After seeing the other ridiculous outfits on district one as I passed them in the hall, I totally will get more sponsors. Since our district is stone working, we get to wear the awesomest costumes ever: Tight, grey leather pants with matching tank tops, thigh high black boots, and black leather jackets. But the best part? Our outfits moved. Our clothes were patterned with falling rocks, but they moved. Pretty cool, if you ask me. And we were covered in what looked like rock dust, but it shimmered. When I saw District 1, I nearly fell off of my chariot I was laughing so hard. Of course. District 1 had on ridiculously over the top and sparkly outfits. And, even though I look good in like, nothing, I was "rocking" this outfit. But then again, Kayla looked perfect. Sigh. If only I could do that. But then, our chariot started to move.

District 3- Keigan's POV

Sigh. I've been sighing a lot lately. Like when I found out that I have to get dressed up for the tribute parade. Or when I saw my outfit. It is ridiculous. The entire outfit is a jumpsuit made out of silver mesh, covered in little twinkling lights. Our stylist spray painted us silver. So now; we have to ride through the capitol, on a chariot, dressed in these ridiculous outfits. I can only hope that Anna's is better