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Chapter 4

"Ca-Carter?" I stammer, I pit a hand on his shoulder and shake him. He doesn't move. I move off him me. There's a knife sticking out of his heart. He killed himself so I would live. No! He was always supposed to survive this. He sacrificed himself. I can't help but hate myself for it. Tears fall in a torrent down my face as I hear an announcement.

"Ladies and gentlemen, may I present the winner of the 63rd hunger games, Sapphire Glart." Claudius Templesmith says. The tears flow harder, and I lie there, hugging my brother's corpse until the hovercraft picks me up and someone prises him away from me.

"No!" I scream. "Bring him back." But they can't. I know from that moment on I would always hate myself. For letting him come to the games, for letting him die. It's all my fault. All of it.

"Now the tribute parade." Hecate announces a couple of days later. "The first time since the reaping that the public will see you. You need to make a good impression, sponsors will definitely be there."

"So we want no complaints about your stylists, there here to make people like you: not for you to like them." Rose finishes, as a man and a woman walks in. The woman's skin is dyed a deep inky blue and her hair is dyed a slightly lighter shade and has golden flecks in it. The man looks just as odd. He has jet black hair that comes down to his shoulders. He also has cat whiskers coming out of his nose. I'm sure Capitol fashion is getting stranger.

"Teal will be your stylist, Sapphire. Carter, you have Kazi." They come and shake hands with us. "Do as they say." Hecate adds as our stylists led us out. Teal takes me left and Kazi takes Carter right.

"Traditionally we dress you as something based around your district trade." His voice is low and soft.

"So," I reply slowly "I'll be diamond mining."

"Basically a sparkly blue dress." I sigh, that's been the District 1 outfit since the start of the games. "But I'm adding a bit of a twist this year." My heart leaps. "Normally it's just a blue dress, but this year I'm shaping it so you literally look like a diamond."

"What?" My heart sinks, why me?

"Isn't it a wonderful idea?" He beams. I really want to slap him, but I remember what Hecate said.

"Yeah." I reply, plastering a fake smile on my face. He leads me to a room, sits me down on a bed and him and my prep team pluck, wax and styles to their hearts' content.

Five hours later and my eyebrows are perfectly shaped, my arms and legs are waxed, my nails are polished and shaped, and my hair is soft and styled. He helps me into my dress, it is a pale blue colour and shimmers slightly. It widens near the top and tightens around my legs, to look like a cut and polished diamond. Then took Carter, who's in a pale blue shimmery suit, he helped us into our carriage where we wait for it to start.

An hour later it is all over. We smiled and waved to the crowds, they cheered and chucked flowers at us, and then listened to a long boring speech made by President Snow.

"I think that was altogether a success." Rose declares, while we are eating dinner.

"We need to decide if you two are going to train separately or not." Hecate says.

"Not." Carter and I say together "We know each other's strengths and weaknesses." I add.

"Okay, Carter any particular weapons you're good with?" Rose asks..

"Spear." He replies.

"I suggest you start with that tomorrow and Sapphire you start with knife throwing to show the other careers you are strong allies." Hecate replies. Carter and I nod. "Spend all of tomorrow going around the different weapons stations and familiarize yourself with each one. Second day of training learn survival stuff: traps, camouflage, fire starting, edible plants, stuff like that, Day three you have your individual training after lunch so spend the morning working on your weaknesses."