Chapter Two: The Opening Ceremonies
I was amazed at the dress Carmanda had designed me. Instead of being some gross, mushy thing, it was a simple black dress, with dna color neon lights strewn around it. I'd even got a small tiara that looked similar to it. On my feet were a pair of plain black flats.
I'm guided down to the doors, and our horses, two cream-colored creatures, are standing patiently, waiting for me and Roan to get on. Roan's dressed similarly, except he's wearing a tuxedo.
The tributes from 1 set out into the crowd, followed by 2, 3 and 4. Our horses start in motion, and I'm scowling, glaring ahead of me, ignoring the wild cheers of "District 5!" pounding in my ears. I am truly unforgiving, and no one can make me care about the Capitol or its people.
The cheers disgust me if anything. The audience is cheering on the killers, the ones who are ruthless, and the weaker ones who will be weeded out before the real fun begins.
After the tributes from 12 show up, dressed up in plain black attire, we parade around the City Circle and head back to the Training Center.
A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short, but I couldn't think of anything else to write. The next chapter will be much longer, I promise! Please review! All comments welcome.