A/N Hi everyone! Here's a special chapter about the stylists!
Charlotte Adams, age 16
District 12 Female
I blow a pile of bubbles out of my hands with a laugh. I am sitting in a huge bathtub, surrounded by three women: Kara, Mitzi, and Leto.
My prep team.
They are pretty nice, if a little odd looking. Kara has ankle-length, brilliant turquoise ringlets, golden stripes tattooed on her face and hands, and topaz encrusted eyelashes. Mitzi has shoulder-length, glittery silver hair, diamonds embedded in swirling patterns on her cheeks and forehead, and icy blue skin. Leto is the most normal looking out of all of them, with bright red cornrows, dark blue eyes, and pale skin dotted with freckles. However, she does have butterfly-shaped eyelashes and pearls at the bottom of each of her cornrows. She is also wearing excessive amounts of pearl necklaces, pearl bracelets, and pearl earrings.
Mitzi is washing my hair with soap that smells like vanilla and caramel, while Kara and Leto get ready for the next part of my prepping.
Mitzi is telling me about her older sister, Rani, who is apparently a Gamemaker. Apparently, their parents are very proud of her. I just smile and nod.
Just then, Leto swoops over to Mitzi "Rinse her hair out!" Mitzi nods, and turns on a steady stream of warm water. She rinses my hair out, and then she has me get out of the tub.
And then the next stage my prepping begins. It turns out to be hair removal.
I grit my teeth "YOW!" I yell "OUCH!" Mitzi sighs and pats my head "It is a little bit painful at first, but you'll get used to it!" she chirps. I resist the urge to kick her in the face.
A couple minutes later, all the hair from my underarms and legs has been stripped away. Kara hands me a robe, and then they lead me over to a silvery box "Put your hand on it!" Leto chirps. I put my hand on it, and an electric current runs through me, drying my hair. My prep team shrieks in glee over my silky blond hair, and then they drag me over to a door and shove me through it.
I stumble as the door slams behind me, and I huff as I hear muffled giggles coming from behind the door.
My anger quickly disappears as I spot the giant, full-length window to my left. I can see what looks like the entire Capitol, glittering like an enormous jewel. I jump slightly as I hear a voice "Pretty, isn't it?" I turn around to see a youngish-looking man with grass-green hair, light brown skin, and piercing, ice-blue eyes smiling at me.
I swallow "Are you my stylist?" he nods "I'm Chrys Donnie. And you must be Charlotte." I nod "Yup." he smiles "Would you like to see your chariot outfit?" I nod eagerly "Yes!" he smiles "I'll be right back. Close your eyes." I slip out of my robe and close my eyes.
I feel something heavy and silky slip over me, and then Chrys says "Keep your eyes closed. Girls, you can come in!" I hear the giggles of my prep team, and then I feel feather-light brushes on my face, and I realize that Mitzi, Kara, and Leto must be putting makeup on me.
Finally, after what feels like forever, Chrys says "Alright. Open your eyes." my eyes fly open, and I gasp at the sight of my reflection.
I am wearing an ankle-length, three-quarter-sleeved dress. The dress starts out black as...well, black as coal, and then it slowly fades to gray, and then it turns white. And then it turns orange, and then yellow, and finally, it turns red. My eyes widen as I realize what Chrys has made me. I am coal bursting into flame.
My eyes are outlined with black eyeliner, and my eyelashes are coated in black mascara, and my eyeshadow, like my dress, starts black on my eyelids and then turns red-gold at the corners of my eyes. My lips have been left alone, and my cheekbones are highlighted with pale pink blush.
My hair is done in a tight fishtail braid, and, to top my whole outfit off, I am wearing a diadem made of shining black stones.
I doubt if any girl from District 12 has ever looked this fierce and fiery and beautiful in the history of the Hunger Games.
I turn to Chrys "This is amazing!" then I look down at myself in concern "I won't actually burst into flames, will I?" he laughs "Oh, no. Don't worry." I smile in relief "I don't think even the girl from D1 is going to look this good!" Chrys smiles "Don't get too cocky." then he puts one arm around me "Come on, my little fire fairy. Let's go and see your chariot." I smile and nod, suddenly feeling much more confident about being seen of television by thousands of people.
A/N This is just a quick little bonus chapter that I really wanted to write. Next chapter is the chariot rides, don't worry.
I hope you liked it, and please review!
P.S. I especially hope you like this, jul312. I wrote this because I was feeling bad that your only tribute didn't get a POV in the train rides.
