Heyoz guys I think this one will be short because I have absolutely no idea what-so- ever as too what too write so please bear with me.

Anyway I have an announcement to make Mosspath and I have made an account on fiction press I think it is and we are called Blaze-Brook, I hope you will read our stories on there. Anyway enjoy my fantastic words.

Oh and sorry I haven't updated in a while but I've had loads and loads and loads of homework so…

A costume

That night I think about all that happened to me. The odds are that I'll die, but I'm not going to give in yet. Tomorrow I will see all the other tributes in person for the parade. I wonder who my stylist will be; I wonder what my costume will be? Our district generally gets dressed in green, black or silver to represent the fact that we turn junk into jewels, well, not jewels exactly but useful items. The jobs are actually quite well paid because there is a lot for our district to do. We get given all the junk from all the districts and the Capitol! Although some of the districts, like eleven and twelve don't throw much away, twelve only throws away things that can only be turned into tins or something, where as The Capitol and districts one and two throw a lot away because, well, then can just afford too…

Yawning I climb into the soft new bed I have been given for the following weeks in the Capitol before the Games and I settle down to sleep…..

When I wake I take in all my new surroundings. Just like in the corridor the carpet is green, there are a great many buttons on the wall, a huge wardrobe next to it and another door opposite me. I go through and find a huge plush bathroom. The shower has a panel with a lot of buttons on and a loo and sink. On the wall opposite there is a gold, I think it is actually pure gold, panel. On the panel there are more buttons on which say what they are for.

I strip off and climb into the shower and press things until I get the water exactly the right temperature, our shower at home works but it isn't this fancy!

I begin to wrap myself in a towel when I notice a couple of the labels in the buttons on the golden panel, one says hair dry and the other says warm dry. I press my hand onto the hair dry button and immediately my hair is dried and combed! The other when I press it, it feels as if my body has been wrapped in a warm shroud and I'm instantly dry and warm. What the Capitol has managed to do with its technology is astounding.

When I open the huge wardrobe and start to pick from the huge amount of clothing they have given me.

In the end I pick a simple green short-sleeved top and combats.

At breakfast Lilly explained that we would have this entire day to get ready for the parade. We separate and Scarlet leads me out of our section of the building and into another wing with several doors along the length of it. We reach the one with the number eleven on it and she turns away and says,

" Don't worry." Before I can ask what she means Scarlet has walked away and so I turn and push open the door. I am rewarded with the sight of three brightly coloured people, at least I think they're people. I've certainly never seen people like this. They are plastered in make up and odd clothes and strange hair. One of them had green lips and bright blue hair.

"What's wrong darling?" One of them a fat lady with orange hair and bright pink nails says to me.

" Huh?"

" Are- You- okay?" great now she's speaking as if I'm deaf!

" I can hear you know!" I snap

" Sorry!" she giggles. How dare she! Laugh at me?

" We need to get to work!" this time it was the single man. He had long red, flecked with yellow, hair.

" Get to work?"

" Yes, we need to prepare you before you meet your stylist, Claudauon. We're your prep team!" Claudauon! What a name! Poor man.

"Ok…" they start work on my body and in what seems like hours and hours and hours and hours, but what is actually only three, my stylist, Claudauon, walks in. he's a new stylist, although obviously not new to cosmetics, his hair is blue his eyes are red and his lips and nails are green.

"Right then, Amber, come and have a talk with me." We go over to the small couch in the corner and the prep team walks out of the other door.

" Well now, Amber, what sort of thing were you thinking about?" I answer truthfully and honestly so together we decide on a costume.

A/N

Sorry that wasn't long it was very short but I had no inspiration. Just too let you know you pronounce the stylists name like this,

Claw-Dow-on

Anyway I hope you'll review and I promise (finger crossed) to make the next one longer, (smiles evilly)