Chapter 7

Okay, I don't know if I should continue with this story…

Because if I do it's going to contain more than 30 chapters…

I don't know if you guys are up for that.

Oh well.


After I took a shower I braided my hair and dressed in an olive tee shirt and brown cargo pants I walked down to the dining area.

Effie, Peeta, and Haymitch were already there eating. I gave Haymitch a cold glance.

I grabbed a plate and began getting food. After I got a mountain high plate of food I sat next to Peeta.

He didn't even look at me. I felt sort of… mad. I don't know why.

Effie started talking in her silly capitol accent. "Okay kids! Today is a very very special day! We will start training you for the interviews! Tomorrow you will meet with your personal stylists and then the big opening ceremony! Not to mention, the interviews!"

Ugh, what was with her and the interviews?

Peeta and I mumbled an "okay."

I don't think either of us was very excited.

We all finished dinner and then Haymitch spoke.

"Okay. So who starts with who?" He obviously directed it to Effie but he glanced at both of us.

"Hmm… I'll start with Katniss!" Effie squeaked.

"Then I get Peeta." Haymitch looked almost… discouraged.

I walked off with Effie.

"Oh, Lord help me." I thought.

She practically dragged me into some pink room. She already had laid out a frilly pink dress and 5" pink heels. This lady is obsessed with pink. Ew.

"Okay Katniss, put on this dress and then the shoes!"

I scowled but did what she said.

She looked me up and down.

"Don't worry you'll look much better when Cinna and his crew are done with you." She said with an approving nod.

"What… are they going to do?" I asked sort of scared at the possibilities.

"Well… they are going to groom you. Anyways. I want to see your walk."

I walked around the room. Apparently I was doing it all wrong, by the way she looked at me.

"Wrong. Wrong. Wrong." She shook her head.

"What's wrong with how I walk?" I was offended.

"You walk like a elephant. You need to walk more like this." She demonstrated a silly looking walk.

"Easier said then done…" I whispered. Barely audible.

I walked once again, focusing on how to put one foot in front of the other.

"Okay, you're doing a little better. Try to look more graceful." Effie said.

"I am graceful!" I snapped.

"No you aren't. Sorry for the truth." Effie was getting angry.

I could feel my face redden with anger. I really focused on how to walk more gracefully. After about two hours she gave up.

"Okay. Lunch time!" She squeaked as she walked out of the room.

I followed behind her.

As I walked into the dining area all eyes averted to me.

Haymitch and Peeta were already there. They were laughing and talking but as soon as I walked in all conversation stopped. Peeta's mouth fell slightly open and Haymitch was sort of surprised.

I blew a strand of my black hair away from my face. I was still angry. How dare she tell me I don't walk right!

Haymitch hit Peeta on his arm and he acted as if he'd been shocked.

We ate lunch in silence and then Haymitch motioned for me to follow him.

I reluctantly followed. He walked into another room and sat down. He patted the seat next to him on the couch. I sat.

"So sweetheart. Me and Peeta have devised a plan." He said mischievously smiling.

I was hesitant. "What is it?"

"Well Peeta is going to profess his love to you in his interview." A smirk played on Haymitch's face.

I felt the color drain from my face. "What?"

"You heard me."

"Why is that your plan? How will that help?"

"Well, the Hunger Games has never been about love. It's always been pain, sadness. It's a way to get more sponsors. Trust me it'll work!" He was confident it would.

"Never trust the drunk." I thought.

"Um. So I just play along?"

"Basically." He smirked.

He was keeping something from me. I could tell.

"So. We need to work on your approach…"

We argued for about two hours and finally it was dinner time.

I stormed out of the room and into the dining area.

I couldn't even look at Peeta.

Suddenly a screen popped out of the wall and a guard demanded us to watch.

It was President Snow.

Uh-oh.


So that's it for now!

I know my story might be a little boring but I have to set up the background stuff so we can get to the fun part (;

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