Rose sat quietly in her cabin, in fresh clothes she had found in the dresser. She put on a pair of blue jeans, and a t-shirt with a Union Jack on it. Even though historians can't agree on its meaning, she still rather liked the design.
She decided she was ready to venture outside the cabin door. She opened the sliding door, and stepped into the narrow, empty corridor. She looked to the sides, trying to decide which way would lead to the dining car. Finally, she gave up and just headed toward the front. After a few cars, she arrived in the dining car, where she saw William sitting next to the people who were to be their mentors, Alonzo Stevens, and Sarah Jane Smith. Rose didn't particularly care for either of them.
She grabbed a plate of food, then headed back to her compartment, where she proceeded to eat it there, as she didn't really feel like socialising much. She looked onto her dresser, and out of the corner of her eye, she noticed something.
A pin. She saw a pin with the symbol of the Lone Wolf operatives, a group of rebels from ten or so years ago. They were disbanded rather quickly, but the legend never died.
It was silver, and had a wolf design on it. The Lone Wolves were from District Five, so she supposed the Capitol had set it there for her to wear into the arena. She hadn't brought another token, so why not? She put the pin onto her mysterious, t-shirt, lost in translation.
"Rose," said Sarah Jane, "I'd like you to meet Cassandra Thripp. She will be your costume designer for the parade tomorrow!"
"Pleasure to meet you, darling. Can you fetch my lotion, on the table over there? Thank you dear," asked Cassandra. Rose obliged, as she didn't want to anger her designer. That could be dangerous.
"Nice to meet you Cassandra," Rose quietly whispered. Cassandra forced a smile, and then rubbed lotion onto her hands.
That fitting had been one of the worst hours of Rose's life. She couldn't believe how many times she had been stuck. Her sarcastic comments hadn't helped matters much, either.
Snapping back to reality, she stepped into the elevator, and pressed the button the "five" button. The elevator started moving up.
She walked into the empty flat, in awe of it's size and luxury. There was a big, beautiful velvet sofa. In the dining area, she found an elaborate mahogany dining set, with four chairs.
She sat at the head of the table to think about what the next week will hold. She was lost. She was uncertain. She was scared. She had no one to really help her. Except her mentors, but they favoured William anyway. She put her head down, and Rose, she cried.