After all of the eight tributes were called, we were then pushed by a group of Peacekeepers inside the Justice Building. What are they gonna do to us? Thoughts lingered into my mind. I can still hear the voice of Valentia echoing in the stage. I don't how what to do. Why is it me? And Lawr? Why the people that are very close to me?

"But sadly, this year, we won't allow the family of our tributes to talk to them at the Justice Hall." That was what I heard from her. The people shouted in disbelief. But they were silenced. Maybe the Peacekeepers settled it. Or maybe they did something. Then I heard two gunshots. What is happening?

Valentia entered the Justice Building like nothing happened. She smiled at us. "Good luck, tributes!"

What? We're going to die and that's all that you can say?

We were then embarked on a train. A beautiful piece of art from District 3. Valentia then told us that we will not have any trainers this years which was very frustrating. How could we win if will only rely on ourselves?

We will be transported to the Capitol where the Games will be held.

We passed some fields and forests and was getting dark but we were still half-way there. I don't know why the train was so slow. We ate dinner at the train. The foodwere so delicious. It was not an ordinary meal for someone in District 12. We were poor. But not the poorest, though. Desserts were there. I've had enough so I decided to retire to my room. Valentia agreed and she guided me towards my quarters.

The room was spacious. I wish I had this kind of life. No. I wish District 12 has this kind of life. The beds were cushioned there was a mirror where I can see my reflection. Alongit were some items used in cosmetics.

I law down thinking how hard life was and how difficult will it be. Then I slept and started dreaming.

I was on a forest running away from an enemy. I passed a few trees when I stopped to see a river. I was thirsty so I decided to drink. But I was wrong. That river was poisonous. I started to wobble, another tribute went to my direction holding a spear. Then he stabbed me. Before I lay lifeless, I saw his face. He was no other than Ivan, my boyfriend.

I walked up and realized that I was dreaming. Valentia sat beside me and said that I was shouting.

"If Iwas shouting, what was it all about?"

She laughed. "It' all about porkchops, dear." Both of us laughed. It was funny. I never thought I always I sleep-talk about food. Usually, it was about clothes. "By the way, your stylist and prep team is here."

"What's with them?"

"They are the ones assigned to beautify you and make the citizens of the Capitol become your sponsors."

"Sponsors?"

"Yes, sponsors. The sponsors will to everything to keep you alive."

"I see."

"Now, hurry up."

I walked towards the living area in the train. They were many of them there.

"How's the night?" Ivan asked me.

I remembered my dream. Will it come true? "Yeah, thanks for the concern."

"That was nothing." He kissed me. I started to feel worried. All of them looked at us. Except Krad. I don't know what's wrong with him. Everytime I and Ivan talk at school, he does something unpleasant.

I leaft Ivan and presented myself to my prep team. There were three of them - Pompeii, a middle-aged bald guy with a tattoo of a snake curling around a sword on the back of his head; Halmyris, an old with a lot of make-up on her face; and Clus, the lady with simple fashion just like Valentia but she had no accent of a Capitol citizen.

"Oh! Such beauty." Pompeii exclaimed when he saw me. The other two agreed. What's wrong with them. I? Beautiful? Seriously?

Another man entered the scene. He was Thrace, my stylist. He had a beatifully-built body. He's pretty. And I don't know why I was attracted to him. Well, I should not be.

All of us had a party. After a few hours, we reached the Capitol.

My heart started to beat very fast.

Dangers are waiting ahead.

Soon, I will be dead.