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I look down at this tiny, yet fierce girl. I know she's the enemy now…but I can't help but to admire her strength…maybe not physically but mentally. I know I've been looking forward to all the girls throwing themselves at me. But Clove is only fifteen and had not been prepping for the games her entire life as I have…but she still manages to keep her wits and charm. The door to the train slides open and I can't help the confident smile that spreads across my face when I see all the girls squeal at my sight…because let's face it, I'm beautiful. I raise my arm and wave to the crowd of these odd looking capital people, I snicker at the men who look so awkward, but not one of them can take their eyes off Clove. When I see that I grab Clove's wrist and start down the stairs.

The cameras flash all around us and I keep my confident smile the whole way through. It doesn't occur to me until we're a few feet from the door that they aren't all here for me. I see multiple signs with Clove's name plastered onto them. This does nothing but ensure me I did the right thing to hate Clove. Because at this moment; I hate her more than anything in this world. She's just so arrogant and is loving towards the crowd a little too much for me to ignore. Her smile is very obviously plastered on, to me anyways…but the people of the capital appear to adore her…and seeing that I need the sponsors to win, the crowd soaking her up is unacceptable. I shove her through the doorway and she almost falls flat on her face, I turn back to the crowd and smile and raise an eyebrow at the girls and they all scream their heads off. I slam the door behind me and laugh to myself.

I feel something digging into my shoulder, "What was that?! You think you can just push me around? That I'm off limits to any publicity that could gain me sponsors?" I pat her head and leave her alone. "Don't you dare ever pat my head like that again! Do you hear me? Because I hope you realize we'll be sharing a whole floor…a lot of things can happen with a simple kitchen knife." Before I can utter a word she has turned around sharply and stormed off in the opposite direction. I shrug it off and follow her to the cleaning room.

We are all separated by district and laid out in a thin paper gown to be cleaned by some of those weird capital people. The room smells strong of soap, and I figure they were having to use most of their supplies on those nasty kids from district twelve…they were always the dirtiest and easiest to kill. It doesn't take long for me and Clove to be cleaned and then we are sent into separate rooms to meet with our designers or whatever you want to call those air heads.

I pull on a clean paper gown and wait to meet whoever this idiot might be. It doesn't take long before a tall and stick like woman enters the room. To be honest she is quite repulsive, her hair is forest green and does not flatter her light red skin. Her heels are at least five inches tall and her lips are the biggest I have ever seen, and they're purple.

"Hello Cato. I am Pedella, I'll be your designer for the games." She offers a smile and I reluctantly shake her hand.

"I'm sure your honored to be dressing me." "

Hold the ego kid. It's about as repulsive as it gets."

After her going on about some crap I didn't care about hearing, she plays with my hair.

"Well you were definitely blessed in the look department-"

"Tell me about it." I squint my eyes and raise an eyebrow towards her.

She grunts and crosses her arms and death glares me. "But your arrogance is so blinding I see nothing but an idiot that needs a reality check."

I roll my eyes at her and watch as she hands me some kind of armor. "District two is where the weapons are made. Me and your district partner's designer decided on an older armor type costume. Have it on in ten minutes. Chop chop!" I take one look at the costume and laugh.

"The skirt is lovely. I love how the whole thing just shines gold. SO pretty…"

She shakes her head and widens her eyes

"Well then you'll love the finishing touch! Don't you dare forget the helmet!"

She tosses some repulsive helmet with these god awful giant wings on the side, towards me. I let it drop to the floor and just stare back with my mouth hitting the floor.

"You want me to lose sponsors don't you? Because this isn't exactly what I had in mind."

"No…but can you imagine how good it will look to have two victors in a row in my costumes? Then maybe I can transfer out of this self-absorbed district to one that will appreciate my hard work. Just wear it kid. It's one night."

I dismiss her and just glare at my outfit. If they're sticking me into a man-skirt…I'm not a kid. Well…I guess if anybody can pull it off it's me…

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