Number two! I hope you peoples like it! ENNJJOYYY!
Two
I didn't talk to Peeta until the very last day on the train. I was
trying to give him as much space as possible because I just didn't
want to fight. The only thing I had said to him was when he threw a
forty point coffee table over his head and I just laughed and said,
"There won't be much coffee in the arena."(which by the way, was the
first time I'd heard the term for a table and assumed it was only for
coffee) "Thus you will be useless without a table for such a thing."
Haymitch seems to agree with me. Next thing I know there's a vase
flying past my head. It must've weighed a lot by the whole it left in
the wall. "Well you're making progress." I shrug and leave the room.
I knew I wasn't necessarily being "nice" to him, but I was only giving
him the truth. And I didn't really care cause, well Ill be out to kill
him soon enough. And same him to me.
The minute we arrived in the Capitol the dump us off at the training
center, because tonight we have the opening ceremony.
Usually. They put our district in black outfits or something dumb and
embarrassing. I just didn't want to go like them.
I met up with my prep team... They were unlike anyone I had ever met
in my life tine. I couldn't help myself from wondering why they dyed
their hair and skin. It was so weird it was almost intriguing.
Somehow between the three of them, Flavius, Octavia and Vinia, they
managed to tear apart my body with in the night. Ripping every hair
cell from my body except from my head, glossing my nails and cutting
them to perfection. It all was so strange.
"Cinna will be with you in a moment." Octavia said as she pushed a
button with a long blue nail and a door shut behind her.
I sat in a plain pink robe on a table waiting, and after a few
minutes, a man walked in. It was obvious to me from his dark silky
skin, short clipped hair and plain clothes that he hadn't been in this
occupation long.
"You must be new." I say in my way of greeting him.
"I am." he responds simply. This made me smile.
"Is it fun?" I ask.
"Not as much as you'd think."
"So what is then?" I say in a light tone hopping from the table.
"Meeting all the people. Seeing how all of them act." He responds
taking a curious look to me.
"Thats a good answer." I say, delighted.
He looks up. "Im sure you're hungry." he says and suddenly a table
folds from the ground. It holds a plate of crackers, meat and cheese
and two glasses of water.
"You'll be eating tonight no worries." he says, even without my
comment on the small foods.
"I was never worrying." I shrug.
"that's good. So are you ready for your costume?" he asks with a smile
playing on his lips.
I took in a huge breath, "Let's see it."
