A/N: Hey everyone! So, just in case anyone is wondering, or if it wasn't that clear, Jaret and Cato are brothers (Jaret is older), and Amethyst is a family friend. Clove is friends with Amethyst, and with her Amethyst's younger sister, Jade.
Camm Levi wishes she could find a mirror. Or even a reflective surface. What if her makeup has gotten smudged? There will be cameras at the train station, and she has to look her absolute best. She turns around in circles, but all there is is a wooden door and a velvet couch. Not one thing that reflects. Camm sighs.
A tall girl with long blonde curls stride up to the justice building. Camm had always pushed her around at school, and the girl is not sad that Camm got reaped. She doesn't know what she hopes to accomplish by seeing Camm in person. I might as well be nice and say goodbye, since I'll never see her again in person. I mean, there's no way she's coming home. She's just too stupid. The girl pushes open the door, and smiles.
"Hi Camm."
"What are you doing here, loser? I didn't ask for you to come."Camm says, seeming to look down at the girl, even though she is sitting down.
"Did you just call me a loser?" The girl says.
"I think I did." Camm says. The other girl glares at her, and all her plans of being nice disappear.
"I could beat you to the ground right now. I, unlike you, have actual talent that will help me win the games."
"I have talent."
"Being the most popular girl when we were in elementary school doesn't require any talent." The girl's words are greeted by a blank stare from Camm. Then her empty expression turns to one of malice, and she says "Like you could do better."
"I will," says the other girl. "I'm going to volunteer in two years, and I'm going to win. But oh, you won't be there to see it. I hope you die in the arena, Camm Levi. Because I hate you." Then the girl stand up, walks out the door, and slams it behind her.
"I hate you too, Glimmer." Camm whispers, but Glimmer is too far away to hear her.
Amethyst Peterson sits in the justice building of district 2. The door opens, and a girl walks in.
"Hey Clove." Amethyst says. Clove smiles.
"You're going to win," Clove says. She grabs Amethyst's hand. "I know you will. You can totally do this."
"Thanks." The two girls sit in silence for a while.
"Cato's not going to come and say goodbye. You know, because Jaret is his brother and all. I told him he should, but he never listens to me."
"He doesn't listen to me either," Amethyst says. "Neither does Jaret. What is it with their family?" Clove laughs, but soon grows more serious.
"Don't tell Cato," Clove whispers, "but I really want you to win. You have to. Especially for your little sister. Jade's counting on you to come home. She's only eleven.
"Yeah I know," Amethyst says. "Take care of her, okay? And Cato too." Clove snorts. Cato didn't need anyone to take care of him. He thinks he's so tough, being sixteen. But she knows what Amethyst means.
"If I…don't make it back, and I end up killing Cato's brother, tell him I'm sorry, okay?"
"Sure. But I probably won't have to."
"I hope you won't have to either."
Myria Herri, the new tribute of district 3, stares out the train window. She's in the dining compartment, and quietly sips a mug of something called hot cocoa. This stuff is really good she thinks. The door slides open, and her district partner walks in. A book is in his left hand. Myria wonders where he got it. He has ashen skin, and big wire rimmed glasses. Myria doesn't like the glasses, they make his gray eyes look way too big. Her district partner's name is Tetnus Rimmer, and he's one year younger than Myria.
"Want some company?" Tetnus asks. Myria turns her attention away from the window.
"Sure. Thanks." Tetnus slides into the seat across from her.
"You don't talk much, do you?"
"Well, I talk more when I know the person. I mean, it's easier."
"And how do you get to know someone better if you don't talk to them?" Tetnus smiles slightly, but it's a kind smile, the way Myria's mother smiles.
"Well, I talk more when I'm not nervous, but I always feel a little nervous. Especially now."
"Do I make you nervous?" Tetnus asks.
"Not really, not like our escort does." The two warm up more and more as they talk, and their mentor comes in to find them smiling and laughing. I'll let them enjoy every minute they can, because once they remember where they're going, laughter will be hard to come by.
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