I woke up to the sound of Effie's voice. It had recovered from shock and sadness and was back to the perky chirp it was before. And she was in total work mode.
"Get up! Big day ahead of us!" Of course. getting prepared for the chariot ride. I tried to focus on what costume I would be wearing, but all I thought of was Cinna. That sweet welcoming look he always gave me. The slight shine of his dab of gold eyeliner. The clean put together look he always had. Simple and sweet. His costumes for me. The fire cape, the charcoal dress, all my wedding dresses, my twirling fire dress, and my mockingjay dress. My mockingjay dress, the dress that had gotten him killed. All my fault. Tears threatned my eyes but i knew nothing could come out. I had cried for so many days an hours and minutes that my eyes had literally dried out.
As I entered the dining room I was greated with the great smell of nothing but cheesebuns. Wait, cheesebuns? I felt a tap on my shoulder.
"Your favorite food is cheesebuns. real or not real?" Came peeta's soft voice from behind me.
"Real." I whispered. He remebers. "How did you-" His quiet voice cut me off.
"Gave them the recipe. Now dig in." My hand suspiciously picked up the cheesebun. "Oh come on, I didn't poison it." I half laughed at my stupidness. Then he turned me around. "What I said last night was true Katniss. I am your Peeta. I'm just the Peeta that the capitol took and turned into something different." Then his arm reached for me. My dffensive reflexices told me that id=f that hand got anywhere near my throat i would bolt. But instead his arm wrapped around my shoulder and he hugged me. A warm feeling filled me. He pulled away and to avoid any meaningful conversations since I was not the best at being touchy feely I took a big bite of my cheesebun and mumbled through my sputtered out of my full mouth,
"Well, let's go to our stylists."
We walked out the door and down the maze of a hallway. As soon as we parted ways my mood dropped. All the thoughts of Cinna flooded back, just like before. As soon as I entered the double doors I was greated by not my Octivia, Flavious, and venia but total strangers. I blinked my eyes to make sure I was seeing right. I knew Cinna was gone, but what about my prep team. Instead 3 new people stood infront of me that I then read their names as Flora-The one with pink skin and feathers all over her hair-, Then there was Zoclar-the short chubby one that had spikes in his hair-, then finally there was Socrames- the one with purple medusa hair and foot long bright blue eyelashes with a green snake tatoo up her arm-. They brought me inside and layd me on the table. Unlike my old prep team these capitol citizens didn't chitter chatter and goddip. They were serious and down to work. It seemed quiet and lonely. No one to talk to. Finally after hours of boredom and loneliness An over the top sequined female came in and introduced herself as Ourope, my new stylist. Ourope handed me a dress that I quickly slipped on. I looked in the mirror. I had elegant glitter on my face. My dress looked like I was being engulfed in flames and a tight coal top. It would have looked amazing. On anyone but me.
When I walked out of the room, my controlled prep team was still powdering my face. Then I saw him. Peeta. His dazzling blue eyes were glistening and he had the same style of suit. It looked like we were both being eaten alive by the flames of our bottoms. I looked at him with my mouth open. He did the same to me. Then his face tightened and his fist clenched. It took a minute to much to notice what was happening. As soon as his fist banged my face I knew he was having a flashback.
"You dirty mutt!" He kept screaming at me. "You are trying to kill everyone!" He tried to advance to another punch or maybe strangle but his team held him back. My salty tears rippled down my cheeks from not only the pain of my eye but the pain of my heart. Then as it looked like Peeta's flashback had gone away they let go of him thinking he was controlled. He wasn't. As quick as lightning he ran towards me and slamed down on my chest. My eyes went black and my head filled with cries of Gale coming for me.