AN: I know my updates are few and far between, and when they are they're really short, its just that I'm really busy. I expected this whole week off of school and lacrosse, but in reality I have practice every morning at 8AM. I'm sorry about the mistakes I make, too. Quick question for all of you: Would you rather have more updates and shorter chapters (by shorter I mean from 500-1000 words) Or less updates and longer chapters (1000-2000 words)?

Soon the Capitol comes into view. "You'll meet with your stylists today, they'll tell you what to wear, and everything for the parade tonight. Training starts tomorrow morning."
We arrive at the Capitol, and the train station is flooded with people in fancy wigs, extravagant cloths, and lots of cameras.
I -being the claustrophobic nerd I am- start to freak out when I see how many people there are. The thing about my claustrophobia is that I'm fine with tight places, just not with lots of people.
Percy sees me freaking out to myself and takes my hands in his, "Just stay close to me," He says, and we venture into the sea of people -if you could call them that-.
We make our way through the people, Percy infront of me to part the crowd so I don't have to push through all of them. Our hands are still intertwined, and I'm practically shoved up against his back from all the people, so his arm is bent a a weird angle.
When we finally make it out of the crowd and into the training center lobby I wrap my arms around him quickly, mumbling a "Thank you," To him.
"It's nothing," He says as we make our way to the elevators, going to the fourth floor.
"Your stylists will be here in a few hours to go over what you're wearing for the parade tonight. lunch will be served in a few hours, dinner you will eat with your stylist, you have the next few hours to your leisure." Julia Grafy tells us before going off on her own.
"So do you want to do something together or are you going to go off into your own thing?" Percy asks, still standing in the area right infront of the elevators.
"I dunno." I shrug, "And thanks again for the whole crowd thing." I say, looking at my feet.
"It's no problem." He says, "I'm probably gonna check out what's on TV if you want to come with me." He says, looking at me, before walking into the lounge. I follow him, sitting next to him on the couch.
We watch TV for a while, eat lunch, watch more TV, then our stylists arrive.
My stylist arrives, and leads me to what must be my bedroom. There is a set of clothes laid out on the bed, obviously what I am going to wear.
"Before we move onto your clothes we need to work on you. She says, and she spends at least an hour plucking, waxing, brushing, pulling, and recurling various hairs on my body.
My nails receive a fresh coat of nail polish and my face is covered in foundation and concealer before my features are re-painted on by her skilled hand.
Eventually I am able to pull on my dress, which is a blue silk, flowing like the waves of the sea. It's simple, yet elegant, and extenuates my best figures. As I move, twisting my body back and forth, the fabric swirls around me like a whirlpool.
After a few minutes of standing infront of the mirror and admiring my stylist's handiwork, Julia is rapping at my door complaining about how we're going to be late for the first thing we have to do as tributes.
I leave my room, making my way over to the elevators. When I get there, Percy is already. He's wearing a black suit, with a tie that has similar qualities of my dress. "Wow, Perce, never thought I'd see you in a suit."

(AN: I know It randomly changes to past tense here I'm sorry IM really bad with present tense please forgive me, the story will most likely stay in past tense after this.)

"Yeah, don't get used to it." He said, tugging on his tie uncomfortably.
I pouted at him mockingly, "Aw, Is poor wittle Percy uncomfortable in his suit?" I joked, fixing his tie for him.
"Oh sure because you must be real comfortable in your dress." He retorted, and I twirled a little in the dress.
"I actually like it." I said, running the fabric between my fingers.
"Oh really?" He asked in a pretty sarcastic voice, and I knew he was going to say more, but we were interrupted by the stylists, who were rushing to get us downstairs by the chariots.
Percy and I sat on the edge of the chariot, talking and such until we had to be ready for the parade itself.
Percy was standing on my right, and my hand was engulfed in his. I didn't really wave to many people as we paraded the Capitol, but Percy is great in public.
And just as fast as it began, it ended.
When we got back inside, Percy was pulled aside by our mentor, as Julia whisked me away to my room, saying how I needed sleep for training in the morning.
Before I fell asleep I heard a knock on my door, and a voice saying "Goodnight Annabeth." But I was too far gone to decipher who it was.