Disclaimer- The Hunger Games belongs to Suzanne Collins.

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My outfit for the Capitol is very over the top. It's a Snow White fitted mermaid dress, the flared part at the end made of net and silk. The bodice is covered with gems, so that when I move, little rainbows are projected onto the walls. My shoes are graceful shots stilettos, making me almost as tall as Enobaria. My hair is twisted into an elegant design, with two framing pieces, one either side. I have silvery eyeshadow, winged eyeliner and coral lips. My nails are shakes perfectly, and painted with silver.

"And...Done!" Exclaims Carmen, putting the last gem in my hair.

I am ready to face the Capitol in person. All the previous victors will be there, not to mention Snow and the Gamemakers.

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President Snow's mansion is decorated with white banners and hangings, matching my dress. People are dressed in outfits, one more outrageous than the one before it. Several women in green, yellow and blue feathers came up and congratulated her, as well as several men. Finnick Odair is in the corner, with a glass of...something in his hand. I walk over to him.

"Hey," I say. " You seem like the only sane one here"

"We probably are. Have you seen any of the others? Nuts and Volts are over there, talking to your Mentor. I think I saw Gloss, Cashmere and the others talking with Snow. I've seen Haymitch. At the bar."

"Typical." I mumble, just loud enough for us to hear. "D'you know where Johanna is?"

"I think I saw her going over there." He points to a door. I follow his finger, quickly waving goodbye.

Johanna, it turns out, is in one of the bathrooms. When I knock, saying "it's me.", she allows me to come in.

"Oh, she's a total idiot." She says as soon as I walk in.

"I'm lost. Who are we talking about here?"

"My stylist. Every damn event I am dressed like a damn tree! Undo that button, would you?" I undo a button at the bottom of her dress. She slips out of it, wearing a skin tight jumpsuit, patterned with leaves.

"It's not nearly as crazy as the Capitol, but it's better than a tree."

I chuckle at this statement.

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I dance with a lot of people. As soon as one person is finished, another comes straight after.

"Hey, sweetheart." Says the familiar voice of Brutus.

"How many times? My name is Flicker."

"Ok, ok, Flicker. Care to dance?"

"Once."

I'd rather dance with Haymitch who is just about drunk. Again. The dance goes very quickly. Thank God for that. My eyes scan the crowd for at least one person I know. Caesar! Finally, someone who is not crazy or drunk. I make my way over to him, so fast, I almost trip in my dress.

"My my, Flicker. Another beautiful dress!" He says, tossing his pink hair.

"Thank you, Caesar. You look as glamorous as ever." His suit is pink to match his hair, with the same twinkling bulbs.

"Oh, you're too kind. The Capitol has been going wild over your tour! What do you think of the others?"

"To be perfectly honest, I'm not to impressed. I like Finnick and Johanna. Nuts and Volts are ok to. Haymitch is nice when he isn't swimming in a pool of liqueur. Brutus is...creepy. Enobaria is stuck up. Gloss and Cashmere are a bit... Yeah."

"I know what you mean. You're only thirteen, but you'll get used to everyone eventually. Now, I must go. Again, Congratulations!"

Caesar is right. I should be celebrating. I am Flicker Aura. I am Thirteen years old. I won the 67th Hunger Games.