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After watching tearfully watching my family go, I am hustled into a luxurious car. I have never been in a car before. At the train station, there are tons of reporters snapping pictures of our faces. I see Thresh and wave. He waves back, looking as strong as ever. I force myself to not look at the television screen where I'm sure that our faces are broadcasted to all of Panem.
Inside the train, we are shown to a gigantic, fancy suit with a huge bed, a chest of drawers filed with clothes that I'm sure are expensive, and a bathroom with hot and cold running water, a major luxury we could never afford. Heck, most of Panem can't afford running water. After running around like a lunatic, I decide to take a shower. This will be my first ever shower. In 11, we had to boil river water and pour it in a cheap tin bathtub.
After a hot shower I dress in a simple black skirt and a white frilly shirt. A little girly for my taste, but it was the least fancy outfit I could manage. On top of the dresser I find a note that says I can do whatever I want until dinner, which is in an hour. I flop down on the bed and, before I know it, fall asleep.
I wake up to someone knocking loudly on the door. "Rue!" someone calls. By the tone of their choice they must've already said my name a few times.
"Come in," I call, rubbing my eyes. Reyna comes in.
"It's time for dinner," she says, her signature fake smile on her face. I reply with a venomous glare and roll out of the bed. She escorts me to a dinner table with extremely delicate looking china. This, somehow, makes me hate the Capitol even more. While they're spending money on frivolous things like fancy china, people in my district, and for sure others, are starving to death. I shake my head angrily until I see Thresh. I grin and jerk my arm from her grip. I plunk down in the chair next to Thresh. I'm across from someone I recognize as Seeder, one of the two victors from 11. Some people would be awestruck from sitting accross from a victor, but it just makes me angrier. Here is yet another reminder that I have no chance to survive the games.
On the table is every food imaginable. There is mashed potatoes, green beans, steak, chicken, and many, many other foods, all steaming and begging me to eat them. I don't know what to try first! I decide to eat a little bit of each thing that looks good. The problem is, everything looks good. I eat some mashed potatoes first. Who knew something so simple could be so delicious and filling? Suddenly, I am ravenous. I eat everything in sight. Soon I realize that I probably shouldn't have eaten that much. My stomach isn't used to such rich food and I feel sick to my stomach. But when desert comes, my nausea is quickly forgotten. There is once again such a huge selection that it is hard to decide.
After the richest dinner of my life, we are escorted by Reyna to another reason car to watch the reapings of all of the districts. I refuse to watch it. Instead I fiddle with my bracelet, taking time to study the beautifully carved, indicate wood. Reyna notices and presses her lips together in a thin line. I am not usually amused by someone's displeasure, but I find it fun annoying my chirpy Career escort.
After enduring the recap of the reapings, we are once again free to roam about the train. I decide to visit Thresh. I knock on his door and a quiet, "Come in," answers. I slowly open the door and see him sitting on his bed. When he looks up at me, I see tears in his eyes. At first I'm shocked. Could strong Thresh be breaking apart, too? I shut the door and sit down on the bed, the springs squeaking under even my slight weight. "What's up?" he asks with his usual calm manner. I open my mouth and all of my worries spill out.
"I miss Mom, and my sisters, and I'm afraid that I'll die and I hate Reyna and I feel like I could throw up because of the food and-"
"Hold your horses, Little Rue," he interrupts quietly. "You're not going to die." And then he leans over and gives me a hug. I lean into him and he sighs. "You will be okay. You're not going to die." He pushes me away from him and gently shakes my shoulders. "You. Will. Be. Fine." I sigh and shake my head.
"No. I'm small. I'm weak. I'm not well fed. I'm from the poorest district-"
"Yes, that's my point. You know how to survive," Thresh says sternly. I'm tired of arguing, so I just lean into his arms again. He wraps his arms around me, and for a while, we stay like that. I feel safe and comforted in his arms.
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