I haven't read The Hunger Games in a while, so the order of events is pretty fuzzy in my mind. So don't freak out if I do one event in the wrong order, okay? Thanks.

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

In a previous chapter, I said that the tributes had training the next day, but I'm pretty sure that comes after the tributes are presented to the Capitol with chariots and all. So, I'm correcting that now. Sorry if I got that mixed up, I don't have the books with me right now.

So.

NICO'S POV

What I didn't tell Thalia is that I understood how she felt- before she interrupted me, I was thinking of how to kill Cato. 'Guy bugs me.

I sigh, and decide to talk with Seeder about the 'Games. I stand up, brushing off inexistent dust from my clothes. I force a smile for Thalia and nod stiffly before turning and walking toward Seeder, who's talking with Chaff- another district eleven mentor. (I got that right, right?)

"Seederrr," I prolong the name annoyingly, and tap her shoulder, trying to gain her attention. Am I really not noticeable?
Seeder turns toward me, finally, and smiles, "Oh! I didn't even notice you were there."
I roll my eyes and decide to ask something about else besides the 'Games, "Is there anything planned for tomorrow? Because I don't think you're going to allow us to go anywhere on our own, and I have a feeling we aren't sitting around all day."
Seeder laughs, "Tomorrow you're meeting your stylists, of course."

"Stylists?"

"Stylists."

"Sty-?"

"You're going to need to look appealing for the crowd if you want sponsors, will you not? Haven't you seen on television how we display the tributes in outfits representing their districts? You know, the Tribute Parade? Riding in chariots?" Seeder drags out the words "Tribute Parade" as if they were something I should know about. I mentally sigh- is there anything else I should know before I go making myself look like a clueless fool?

So I play along. "Ugh, I'm such an idiot," I slap my forehead for effect, "Why didn't I remember the Tribute Parade? Jeesh. Well, thanks, Seeder." I excuse myself from the conversation, trying to avoid anymore slip ups. I've got to learn how to act like I at least know something.

I collapse on my bed, desperately hoping that sleep would consume me.

Nope, no such luck.
I groan and stare at the ceiling. What have I gotten myself into?

I consider going to talk to Thalia, but I still feel awkward being around me. Does she like me? Even though I have a sinking feeling that it was only to please the crowd, I still like to hope and think she does. Everyone at camp knows I have a crush on her. Except her. I think. Right?

I didn't notice my eyelids beginning to droop until they closed altogether- and I didn't open them, I just let sleep come.

Sorry for the short chapter.

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