Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games or Percy Jackson and the Olympians.

The architecture here is amazing. Skyscrapers tower over the entire city as if they were its protectors, domes dot the tops of roofs of buildings here and there, and a large building, much like the White House, juts into the sky, a large blue dome covering its top. The Capitol building, I realize with awe.

Percy's eyes widen, "This place is awesome!"

I'm in too much shock to scold Percy for describing this as plainly "awesome", so I just agree.

A deafening noise blasts through my clouded brain, and I soon connect the noise to cheering- hundreds of voices, all bottled as one.

Large crowds of people, Capitol citizens, cheer and wave at us from the ground. These people are odd, with fake whiskers, dyed hair, various piercings, you name it, it's there.

Percy mutters a word under his breath, and I just barely catch it. Sponsors.

I nod in acknowledgement, beginning to wave and smile and blow kisses to the crowd- which is very unlike me. Annabeth Chase does not blow kisses. Percy sees my discomfort and pulls me in for a kiss- resulting in an ear blasting burst of cheering from our possible sponsors.

Finnick appears behind me, "You two seem to know how to please the crowd."

I pull away from the kiss and scowl at Finnick, "Thanks?"

He shrugs and walks away, opening the train door and walking outside.

"Percy, come on," I say as I begin to drag Percy after Finnick.

Without turning around, Finnick begins to speak, "You guys are good with getting sponsors, but how are you with weapons?"

"Better than you know," Percy mutters.

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

Shortly after, we reach a building, which Finnick guides us into and onto an elevator, pressing the floor four button.

"This is the tribute penthouse, where you'll be staying until the 'Games," He explains as the double doors open and reveal an ocean-themed suite.

"Welcome," He begins again, raising his arms for effect, "To your suite."

Percy's eyes widen as he takes the room in, and I bet mine did too. This place is, in one word, awesome. Simply awesome.

The suite is nothing but ocean-related décor. Seaweed plants are placed in the corners, wave patterns are traced into the walls, seashells line the walls, and blue furniture is fashionably placed throughout the large room. Two twin doors stand next to each other on the far back wall, leading to our bedrooms, I assume. On the right side, a risen platform holds a dining table and chairs, where two servants- avoxes, I've learned- stand.

"This place is so cool," Percy says and he skims his hand over a seashell.

"I know," Finnick says calmly, "Well, you're meeting your stylists tomorrow, so you should go to bed early. Dinner is soon. You should get changed."

I nod, "Yeah, you're right."

As I walk into my room, I'm shocked to see a wide screen displaying the ocean on the wall. I walk over to it, gently places my fingers on the screen, but quickly remove my fingers and head to the shower. I'm relieved to finally be able to take a shower, knowing wait awaits us tomorrow. Soon afterwards, I step out and grab a towel, wrapping it around my hair and exiting the bathroom. Quickly looking through my choices, I pick out a tank top and sweatpants from the clothes drawer. I hear Finnick and Ms. Frinkle pulling out their chairs as I finish up slipping on my clothes. I sigh and open the door, approaching the dining table barefoot.

"You should get some socks on atleast," Ms. Frinkle says after she finishes scolding me about my feet.

"I'll remember that next time, " I say, sighing in defeat.

-TiMe SkIp c;-

After dinner, I head to my bedroom and collapse on the clean bed. I'm so exhausted after today's events that I don't even have to wait for sleep to take over, I fall asleep immediately.

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