I met up with Thresh again in a big hall full of the other tributes. Around the room were 12 chariots. One for each district. Next to the chariots were the two tributes who in 5 or 10 minutes would be riding there chariots down into the capitols city centre and then proceed into the training centre.

Thresh was dressed similar to me but he was wearing a white top instead of the silk blue top I was wearing. Looking around the room some of the tributes were wearing outfits that looked very capitol looking. The district one tributes were wearing an outfit that was mainly pink. There were many shades of pink. Some of the costume was made out of cotton, silk and some sort of fluffy material that made their costumes extremely puffy and made them look unbearably hot. District 2 tributes were wearing golden outfits. They shone in the slowly fading daylight. Districts 10 were wearing cowboy outfits to symbolise that they drove cattle. I thought district 1 had the worst outfits until I saw district 12. They were wearing matching black outfits. I don't know what they were supposed to represent, but whatever it was they aren't going to get noticed to night and that's what tonight is about. It's about the first impression. It's the first time that the capitol will get a good look at us and see whether we are worth betting on, or even to sponsor. Suddenly my stylist is ushering me and Thresh into our Chariot.

I could see the other tributes getting into their chariots. Districts 1 had already set off into the capitol. The screams were so loud it was unbelievable. One by one the other chariots exited the re-make centre in there chariots and paraded down the streets of the capitol. It was nearly time for me and threshes to go when I saw a bright light from behind me. As I turned my head I saw the tributes of district 12 on fire. There costumes were bright orange with huge leaping flames. I was about to Jump out of my Chariot and try to extinguish the fire when the district 12 tributes start laughing and smiling at their stylist. I had been over reacting. It was harmless.

Suddenly I feel a jolt and we are on our way. Out of the re-make centre and onto the streets of the capitol. I don't know how to react. Should I smile and wave, should I just stand there and look. To be honest the size of the crowed scares me. I look up at Thresh and he looks down at me and winks. Then he puts up his hand and waves. I join him in the waving. People are throwing us flowers when suddenly there is a huge thunder of applause. I look at the screens that are up high so that people at the back can see what the tributes look like. I see the district 12 tributes on the screen. They look so elegant. The girl tributes make-up is just right. It makes her look beautiful.

I don't realize that we have stopped or that president Snow is talking. All I can do is stare at the district 12 tributes. I think most people have averted their eyes and are now looking at District 12. The stylist did really well. Suddenly I remember something. My prep team had been wittering on about this person. The stylist for district 12. I didn't remember then when we were waiting to set off in our chariots but now I do. They were saying that this person what was his name? It's a weird name. Anyway it doesn't matter. There stylist has probably made them the most talked about district with their glorious outfits. I find myself feeling jealous. It's not a feeling I feel often. In our district you can guarantee that if someone has more than the others the peace keeper will make sure that those extra things will be taken of you. No matter whether you have a family of ten or a family of two. Everyone has exactly the same. Apart from harvest when we are all given more so that we can work longer.

I just have time to catch the last of president snows speech. Suddenly our chariots are on the move again and we are heading into the remake centre. The re-make centre will be our prison for the next three days where they will train us to slaughter each other in the arena. Our chariot stops and Thresh helps me down. Jamie and Chaff meet us and lead us to a glass door. We step inside and Chaff presses the number 11. Suddenly we are zooming up. I don't know what this is that we are standing in but it terrifies me. Without thinking I warp my arms around Thresh and hug him tight, hiding almost. Thresh doesn't resist when I hide my face in his chest, instead he say into my ear "it's just an elevator". I look up at him and he smiles.

Finally the death trap called an "elevator" stops and we step out. We are on a landing that will be called home while we are here. Chaff shows me to my room saying that dinner will be in 20 minutes. And I will find everyone in the room at the end of the hall. I open the door of my room and walk in. we are nearly at the top of the building. All that is above us is district 12 floor and the roof. There is a beautiful view of the capitol from the window that is the length of the wall, the lights of the city glowing. On one side of the room is a bathroom with one of those fancy showers that are on the train. On the other side of the room is a huge bed. Once again being able to fit about four of me in it. Next to the bed are a table and wardrobe. This was my prison leading up to my time in the arena.