Chapter 7
"What?" I ask with a giggle.
"You have a little whipped cream…" he says pointing at his upper lip.
"So do you," I say laughing. The white cream stands out very much on his dark skin. We both wipe off our lips. Right as I'm about to take a sip, the train accelerates. I persistently try to stand up and go to a window to see the Capitol. Its ordeal trying to stand, but as the momentum makes the train glide, I regain full balance.
I see the people walking around the Capitol. I feel so domestic around them. They are all surgically enhanced and colorful and far more rich then I, you can tell by their clothing and even how they walk. Their faces are all messed up, but this is casual here. I find their faces gruesome and abnormal.
As we go up the hill, I see the radiant, vivid lights that luster every color imaginable. All of this erodes once we pull into the Capitol Building. We are practically ejected from our seats on the train and taken out of the train, Peacekeepers are surrounding us. I know that we are being downtrodden, but there's nothing I can do. Tyga holds onto me for as long as he can, but the Peacekeepers force us to let go because I must go to the Remake Center.
My prep team cleans me up and waxes every inch of me. My body is stinging, even parts of my face sting.
"How does a somewhat rich girl from Victor's Village look so grimy?" asks a woman named Veena who is part of my prep team.
"She is from District 12, Veena," says the other woman, Flara. They both have strong Capitol accents.
Once I am all ready, my stylist walks in. I grow prudent when he walks in. A dark skinned man named Kindrick examines me.
"Perfect, just perfect! You have absolutely no flaws. You have a lot of potential to win over the Capitol," Kindrick says in a very dynamic tone. "You are the girl who was on fire's daughter, so you must be… a spark. You can singe anyone who touches you, but you can't burn them. You are hazardous to anyone around you. You are a living homicide, anyone who is by you dies. You are the spark that is waiting to ignite on firebrand and all you need is some gasoline," Kindrick says. I don't know what anything that he said means, so I just nod my head and he does all the work. It takes three hours to get me all ready. "Open your eyes."