Hey! Sorry for not updating… MATHS TESTS. Anyway I'm back, and here is the next chapter…

"No way!" I gasp. The capitol has all of this, and we get a cramped district with barely enough food and we're not allowed to roam around anywhere outside our assigned neighbourhood.

"Stop daydreaming. Anyways, when you get in there, you're not going to like what they do to you, but let them okay?" Beetee asks

We both start to protest but we're cut off short by the doors opening and stairs coming out.

"Off you go, and don't embarrass yourself!" Yazmin squeals, gently pushing us. I stumble down a flight of stairs into a crowd of flashing lights, screaming fans and peacekeepers guiding us into the remake centre. Yazmin, Beetee and Jenna wave goodbye and walk off to do something.

I walked through the doors and was told to walk down the corridor and find 'FEMALE 3' on the door. "Okay." I said as calmly as I could, even though they were agitating me as they kept giving me dodgy looks. Isaac appeared next to me as he was told where to go. I sighed as I walked down the never ending line of doors, passing several such as district 1 and 2. When I found 'MALE 2' I grinned, as I could see the next door which was right at the end of the corridor.

"You know where to go, right?" I paused in front of my room, as Isaac kept on walking.

"Yes, male 3." He waved as I entered the door

I walked in to be pinned to the wall by a furry hair woman. "Excuse me?" I ask angrily.

She stumbles back and crashes into a sink. "Oh Hannalise, I'm sorry, we were expecting you're…" she trailed off

"Mentor Jenna." A flat jet black hair man said. If he didn't have a slight shade of violet in his skin, he looks as if he would belong in district 3. His face did look familiar. Then, he surprised me the most by saying. "How's Mrs Wench?"

Mrs Wench was my childhood teacher in neighbourhood 12. "How do you know her?" I ask, puzzled.

"You may know me as Augustus Reidforrest." He chuckled as my face drops.

"You're the troublemaker that got sent away when I was 10." I laugh

"All is well I take?" He smiles

"Yes I-" but I was cut off by the furry woman.

"Herb! We are here to do a job. Anyways, your mentor, she… she doesn't like us… and planned an attack on us last time." She rolls her eyes.

"Seriously?" I bite my lip, drinking in everything. Nodding, she demands.

"End of chitchat, beauty base zero!"

After endless hours of plucking, waxing, washing, rubbing, it was finally over. Cherish, the furry woman, Nigella , the other woman and Herb started to clap. "You finally look like a human now!" Cherish squeals, dashing over to the phone to obviously call my stylist. I silently mutter "I don't feel like one."

Then they all start to leave, closing the door around them. I finally reach for my robe, as I don't feel comfortable being stark naked. "I was perfectly alright before they decide to pluck every inch of life out of me." I growl, tying the robe around me and sitting back down on the table. I waited for 2 minutes, then a skinny woman with turquoise hair flowing freely around her shoulders, gold sparkly pants, rose v cut top and black ballet flats.

"I'm Renesmee, and I'm your stylist." She smiles, holding out a hand,

"Hannalise." I nervously reply

"I know who you are."

I laugh sarcastically "Yeah, I know"

She claps her hands and heads to a closet the prep team kept guarded. After typing a code in a pad on the wall, a glass sheet slides open and Reneesmee steps in, shuffling through a rack of clothing.

I ask in bewilderment "Are those all mine!"

Renesmee turns around and laughs. "No, this costume was Penelope's, the girl tribute for last year, and this one," she lifts up another one "was Daniela's."

I remember those girls very well. Penelope was this strong, 18 year old stocky built girl who got a 9 in training, but got killed off by a beginner from 10 with a spear at the bloodbath. That was the year district 4 won. Daniela was a weedy girl who was 13, who couldn't really do much. Her training score was 5, and she got to the final 10 by her strategy being hide and stay near water. Unfortunately, the boy from 2 knifed her, but the girl from 5 strangled him. The victor of those games was the girl from 5.

"So, where's mine?" I bounced up onto the table.

"Here." Reneesmee unzipped a holder to reveal a silver sparkly low cut dress just above the knees, 3 disc's twisted together on a headband, and 4 inch stilettos, with pieces of wire sticking out.

"It's gorgeous!" I sigh, rubbing the dress.

"You'll look even better with this on." She tells me, giving me a wide belt.

"It'll light up, and you'll look like you'll be electrocuted." Renesmee smirks. "If you attach it properly, it'll light up your whole body, and you'll only feel a light tickling sensation." She hands the dress over to her

"Really?" she whispers.

"Yes, now put on your dress, but not the belt, or you probably will electrocute yourself, okay?" Renesmee pushes me into a cubicle.

As I strip off, I hear a crackling sound coming from my feet. The belt was sparkling. "Is my belt supposed to sparkle yet?" I asked, trying to be calm.

"What? No! Give it here quick!" Renesmee panicked, shoving her hand under the cubicle, to be met by the sparkling belt.

"Oh Hannalise!" she sighed "You turned it on."

"Sorry!" I shout back, adjusting by dress and slipping on my shoes.

"How do I look?" I unlock the door, spinning.

"Perfect, now lets just wait for Isaac."

Isaac comes along about 5 minutes later, looking identical in a silver suit and shoes.

"Awh!" I coo.

"Shut up!" Isaac brushes me off him, but I could see a slight smile in his face

"It doesn't start-" Renesmee begins but is cut off by Caesar Flickerman

"We are ready to begin, will all tributes make their way to the city circle please."

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