When I walked into the dine car I looked and saw that there was no food on the table. I was confused at this and I could tell Linen could tell I was.

"Don't worry, were almost there." He spoke still half asleep.

We pulled through a tunnel and into a sea of people with brightly colored hair. There they were; the capitol people.

"We will not be dining this morning, hope you don't mind." Linen said.

I looked around for Cassidy. There she was. Her hair was pulled into a braid. She was right at my side as we walked of the train and into the Capitol crowd.

"Whoa" I said as I walked into a tall building with twelve floors.

"I know, isn't it great?" Linen said.

Cassidy kept her silence, I didn't know why. I gave her a reassuring smile. She notices and smiles back. Her smile is so nice, safe, and perfect. I felt a hand grab mine.

"Oh yea" I though, she's just as scared as I am. I give her hand a squeeze as to say everything will be okay. Her face has a change to relief. Even though she is a year older than me I am taller by a few inches at least.

"This place is huge" Cassidy says.

"I know, right?" Linen said his voice sounds like knives. Like he has heard these comments come out of too many children's mouths.

"Now," Linen said, we were being led down a hall which led into a huge room full of other tributes, 10 were just behind us; both of them looking down as if not to draw attention.

"Hey you!" I heard a woman's voice shout at me.

I glance over and see a woman with green hair and purple lips waving me over. I look at Cassidy who is also looking at a male with orange hair and blue lips.

Damon waved us away to go see our stylists.

"Hello there, I am Gracia." My stylist said.

"Hello, im Leighton Sycamore, and im from.." I began

"Oh I know you're from District 9." She cut me off.

"Now let's see what I have to work with here, brown hair, brown eyes, tall, yes tall, extremely handsome,"

I felt my cheeks grow red.

"Now, now, no need to be embarrassed," she said. "Now, being from 9 you specialize in.."

"Grain," I said, maybe she won't like it if someone cuts her off.

She nods, "I want you to look like a bail of gran, golden, beautiful, light, but necessary"

"Okay," I said "shall we begin?"

Immediately she began to mess with my hair and adding makeup to my body.

"I'm gold." I say.

"Yes you are" she said.

An outfit came into my cubicle of a room. People helped me put it on.

Practically all it was, was a pair of pants and a no button vest.

I glanced in a mirror and to my surprise my hair was a different color.

"Whoa," I said, "my hair is blonde" I thought of Jacob, "No, no" I thought "I can't think of him or my family right now.

"I know, isn't it wonderful, after the chariot race we can put it back to its original color." She said

"That would be great." I said.

"Tributes get into position." I heard a voice say.

I stepped out of the cubicle seeing all the tributes in their chariots all ready. I look in foront of me and see Cassidy in an outfit that looked really similar to mine.

"Hello" I said quietly.

She laughed. "Hello blonde." She said.

My cheeks burned. "Oh shush," I said, "Their going to change it back after the parade."

"Good," she said, "you looked better with brown hair."

The chariot lurched and we were off and into a room surrounded by Capital citizens.

"We have to make an impression" I said.

Cassidy nodded and began to smile and wave.

I did the same.

Cassidy started blowing kisses to the crowd; which made the Capital citizens go crazy.

We all formed a circle around a tall podium which held a man, President Fire.

I looked up at him and he met my eyes, and smiled. I smiled back.

"No why did I just do that?" I thought, "I hate him, he took me away from my home."

"Welcome," President Fire said, "to the 101st annual Hunger Games! And may the odds be ever in your favor!" He spoke with fire himself.

The chariots moved and escorted us out of the big room.

"You did amazing!" Gracia said "we will be all anyone is talking about!"

"Thanks," I said.

We were taken to an elevator that was decorated in buttons. Damon pressed a number 9 and the elevator shot up. Making me sick with every floor we passed. We got off into the most amazing apartment I have ever seen. I was tired and went back to my room.

"Tomorrow will be the first of three days of training" I thought.

And when I woke up if felt another gaze upon me and shot up in my bed. My hair was brown again. And then I looked in the corner to see the same Avox that was on the train with me. I then had to bite the inside of my mouth to keep from screaming when it looked at me. I knew who it was, and I didn't want to see his face again.