A/N- so i was busy with my last story, I'm sorry but I just forgot about this story just a little, but then someone added it to there story alert, which thank you by the way, and I remembered about it so I promise to TRY and update aleast each week.
Chapter 3- Santana Lopez, District 4
I stood there looking stupid. I was standing there naked in front of this stylist lady. My arms were straight out to the sides and my legs were spread. Viana said it would be easier for her to dress me this way. All I think is that I look like a retarded starfish.
Speaking of starfish that's what she put on my breasts. They seemed fake but they did suction cup on. They covered most of me and then Viana gave me a "shirt". It didn't really cover anything since it was a thin black net shirt. It ended at my rib cage so that way my kind of defined six pack showed.
Then she went to my nether regions. I was a little embarrassed, which I usually wasn't, when she started to tie a rope around my waist. She worked her way down until she was a couple inches above my knee.
"If you want there's a mirror, you can look at yourself."Viana looked bored of doing this. So I did what she said, I looked at myself. I didn't look half bad in my opinion, not as bad as other people have looked from their own districts.
They are sometimes dressed like fish or are naked with paint on, I feel embarrassed for them. I myself am loud and proud, I don't give a damn what people think about me. They can go suck it for all I care. So what if I like girls how I should like boys, it's my decision who I like.
My parents were very accepting of it, my abuela on the other hand not so much. I think she is the only persons opinion I care about besides my parents, and when she said she was disappointed in me it crushed me. That's the whole reason I'm doing this damn thing is so maybe she'll be proud of me and love me again.
I thought that I looked kinda hot in the outfit. It showed that I kept in shape and it showed a lot of me which I liked. My hair was curled a little bit and swung over my left shoulder. I had golden eye shadow, that made my eyes look brighter, and crimson lipstick that made my lips really pop.
"Don't you think it's kind of revealing. Kids will be watching." I didn't really care about kids looking at me, what I really cared about was my family thinking I looked like a slut. Even though I really did love the outfit.
"No, this is my first year as a stylist and it's a lot less revealing than most years. I'm just saying." she said in her capitol accent. I rolled my eyes and left my dressing station. I went over to the decorated chariot where the other tribute from four stood, Sam Evans.
"What's up trouty mouth!" I shouted, making him blush a deep scarlet. He immensely hated the nickname I gave him. He is one year younger than me, he was 18 and I was 19, and I teased him a little in school. Since we lived in the fishing district it seemed fitting.
He really did have very large lips, I even made a song I named it Trouty Mouth. I thought it was pretty clever of myself.
"I would like it if you would stop calling me that." Sam said once I got to him. I shook my head and kissed him on the cheek. I started to warm up to the boy in the past year, I wouldn't really call him a friend, he's more of an acquaintance. I still teased him in school though.
He wore an outfit similar to mine. He didn't have a shirt, so now anybody could see his six pack. He had rope shorts though. His went down past his knees at least. He, like me, did not care if people saw him half naked.
"You two need to act flirty with each other out there and seem nice!" Viana hisses to the two after a couple minutes of us joking around at the chariot. She tells us that we are going to be going out in a couple minutes so we needed to get on the chariot and get ready.
I felt excitement build as the seconds ticked away. I don't know why, but I was kind of getting pumped to ride by the people of the capitol as they cheered for me. I knew it was going to be a cake walk.
When the horses started to go, I started to do little jumps. Once we were in the long statium I started to wave. I blew kisses in all directions. I even pecked Sammy boy on the mouth, with some tounge. The crowd was eating it up, they cheered wildly. I looked at them and saw purple, green, red and any other color you could think of.
The people of this place were very weird, but they were still Sponsers and in this game Sponsers can save your life.
A/N- Review and tell me what you think. Like Santanas outfit.
