Yay! 4th chapter!

I lay in bed that night, thinking about the interviews. I already had to perform in front of the Game Makers, now they want to interview me!

And I had to wear a dress. I had no idea what I was wearing but Katniss had said it would be sorted out for me.

Haymitch and Effie had been training Skulduggery and I, but not for fighting, for the interview.

Effie had been teaching me to walk in high heels, and fixing my posture. It was terrible but when I git to train with Haymitch I felt weight lift off my shoulders.

Haymitch had said I should he humorous and sarcastic, he obviously earned that valuable tip off Skulduggery. And now I sat in a chair while two ladies were doing my nail and hair, they wore a large amount of makeup and strange clothes. It felt strange having someone doing your work for you, especially having them wash me! But they didn't care, they did their jobs and made conversation.

My skin felt raw and rubbery, layers of skin had been rubbed off while they washed me. And then a tall man with short curly hair came in, he wore normal clothes and the only makeup he wore was gold eyeliner, he was the most normal looking person in the capitol, besides Haymitch.

And he was definitely handsome, I was glad I was wearing a small town around my body.

He smiled at me while the two ladies that had been pampering her left, leaving her alone with the smiling man. "Hello, your Valkyrie Cain I presume?" I returned the smile, "I am"

"I am Cinna and I will be your stylist"

"But isn't the interview in a couple of hours? How are you going to get a dress by then?" he chuckled slightly and then started circling me, "believe it or not, I have been keeping tabs on you, the way you walk talk, I have information, and I know you are not keen on dresses. And I have selected the perfect dress for your taste; all I need is a look and wha-la! Your have your perfect dress." I was shocked he was different for sure and I started to like him more, he reminded me of Ghastly. And I knew whatever he had for me, I would love it.

He had given me a bundle of clothes that obviously was my dress.

The same two ladies from earlier came in and helped me step into my dress.

As it slipped on my body I could feel silk around me and felt the light ruffle of lace against my legs and arms, and felt my hair that had once been pinned up fall down my back in waves.

They started to lead me towards a full-length mirror and I awed at my reflection.

I was wearing a knee length strapless lace dress with a layer of silk, the lace was black but white vines were climbing upwards on the dress from the bottom that was slightly ruffled.

And she wore black flats; thank god she didn't have to walk around in high heels.

And then she saw her hair; it came down in wavy and it slightly thicker than her normal hair, my hair was parted on the side of my head it gleamed in the light. She wore eyeliner that made her eyes look wider and her chocolate brown eyes sparkled, she didn't have red lipstick, she had glossy lips with a slightly pinker shade to her normal lip colour and she then admired her nails that were black with white swirls.

She was in love with herself.

She turned to Cinna who stood there proud of his work with a smile on his face. She then ran up to him and gave him a large hug, he wrapped his arms around me and silently whispered a thankyou, "I thought the style of dress would earn you more sponsors for tonight" he paused, "and make you look dashing."

We parted and I already felt as if we were close friends. "Now I must leave to help Katniss into her dress, everyone is waiting for you, so I prepose you go show your dress off" I nodded and headed towards a large room filled with people from other districts and of course, district 12.

As I walked towards them, they started to stare at me. Especially Skulduggery. When I had met my destination and was now standing with them, I was given I hug from Effie, who was squealing about how beautiful I looked and after a while I was standing in front of Skulduggery.

"You look beautiful," he said. "You don't look bad yourself!" and she meant it, he wore a beautiful black tuxedo, and his black hair was gleaming in the light and his eyes, his eyes were the same forest green and they seemed brighter than usual. She suddenly felt her heart start to beat faster and it confused her greatly.

They were rushed to a small waiting room, where a TV was hanging from the wall, which showed Katniss on stage, she was wearing a giant, over-the-top wedding dress and apparently Peeta and Katniss were getting married, which was total bull crap! There was no-way they were getting married, it's a hoax! It was obvious, but apparently all of the Capitol believed it.

She looked at the screen again and saw her whole dress had transformed, it was midnight blue and a silver pattern was around the front, the bottom of the dress swayed and stoped just at her ankles. And when you thought it couldn't get any better, wings attached from her back and spread out and was held up by her wrists, the feathers looked real, they gleamed in the light and rocked gently from any movement. And she couldn't forget her face, she wore lots of makeup from what she could see on the screen and her hair was braided and pinned up. She was beautiful.

And then she left the stage, joining all the other tributes that stood in a line from district 1 to 12, and then Peeta walked onto the stage. But I didn't care, I was so nervous.

What would happen if I messed up? What if I tripped or swore, or even said something about magic?

And then Skulduggery walked up to me, I was glad now my mind wasn't focused on the interviews and more on Skulduggery, but she could still feel those thoughts creeping in the back of my mind.

"You nervous?" he asked, "aren't you?" "Well no, with my amazing sense of humour and charm, I'm bound to have many adoring fans!" she smirked, "not with that ego you won't" she muttered, he chuckled, obviously he had heard.

She only now noticed what he was wearing. He wore a black tuxedo that sparkled in the light, and a small black bowtie around his neck, his dark hair gleaming; he looked like he always did, well without the face. Everyday he picked her up at the pier, and he always wore a suit, sometimes a pinstriped suit.

She was glad they didn't make him wear something silly. He looked better in suits.

He placed a hand on her shoulder, "you'll be fine" I smiled and we stood like that for a while, just standing there, looking at each other.

And that was all she wanted.

And that's when Haymitch came up to them and ushered her to the entry of the stage, she would be called up on stage in a few minutes and she would have to smile, as if nothing was wrong, and as if she loved the thought of going in a arena and fighting for her life.

Haymitch stood there looking out to see the stage, and then looked back to me. "Remember our lessons, humour and sarcastic, don't mess this up" I hesitated "thanks."

And then there was applause and a happy and chirpy voice echoed, through a microphone.

"Ladies and gentlemen. Valkyrie Cain!"