"Come on come on! Let me show you to your rooms!" exclaims Callista, still peppy. She leads us down a hall and into the next car where it was a bare, dark, and small hallway and our escort directed me to one door and Daniel to the other a little farther down the hall. I close the white door behind me and lock it. Right now I just want to be alone. Leaning against the door, I take a deep breath to try to calm my racing heart and mind. Right now, I really wish I had a pencil and piece of paper.

I gasp at the sight I see when I finally open my eyes. The cleanest, neatest, and one of the most beautiful rooms I have ever seen is before me and I forget that this is for me... Everything seems to be a different shade of white and it's starting to make my head hurt… not that it doesn't already. The bed is white, the carpets are white, the walls, everything! The first thing I do is try out the bed. Nothing I've ever felt before. Then I realize there is a second door. I open it to see what lies beyond it. It's a bathroom, this time all shades of green. It reminds me faintly of the leafy canopy back in District Seven. I don't really want to but I try fiddling with the complicated control panel and suffer a shower that nearly burnt the skin off my back.

I towel off and stand in front of the mirror. I notice there is a black block with a print of a hand indented into it. I place my hand there to see what happens and immediately a shock runs up my arm and races to the back of my neck where it tingles my scalp and I whip my hand away from the block, that electric shock, well, shocked me. After muttering a few curses under my breath I notice my hair feels very light and when I look into the mirror it looks dry and windblown- perfectly straight.

I come out of the bathroom in just the towel, very tired and nearly scream out loud when I see none other than Callista sitting on the end of my bed.

"Holy shit, Callista! I locked my door- how did you get in?" She frowns, obviously at my language, and then chuckles inwardly.

"I did the same thing to Mr. Starm. Now come along, it's time for dinner." I swear I catch her licking her lips as she stood and waddled out of the room. I'm surprised her plumpness even fits down the hallway…

I just find a simple green t-shirt and jeans and brush my long light brown hair just to double-check there's no tangles and I let the door open and peer out. There's no light shining from around Daniels door so he must be down there already. I think about whom else will be there. Callista, Daniel, Johanna Mason- even though she's retired- and Casper Louins, another of our mentors. I walk as slow as possible down to the dining car and the doors open surprisingly fast. Oh great, I think, they're all looking at me. Johanna's' hazel ones, Casper's' old green ones, Callistas pink ones. But my breath hitches when my eyes meet with stormy, dark blue ones, looking at me with expectantly. I feel like I'm about to be swallowed up when I snap out of it, reminding myself that guys would never like me back. But I've never felt this way befo- shut up. Shut up before thing think something you'll regret…

I hurry to the final open seat quietly and realize its right next to Daniel. He's looking down at his plate of food and I catch a glance at him then look away again, not wanting to look like a stalker. That awkward eye-contact moment was certainly enough looking at him for the rest of the night.

I'm served all these delicious foods I've never seen before and try not to indulge, but when dessert comes around and chocolate ice-cream is placed in front of me, I make sure to add extra chocolate syrup and whipped cream. Okay, maybe dinner wasn't so bad..