Chapter 2! Ok so no Peeta yet but there will be something with him soon. Not much more to say about this chapter other than I don't own the original characters. Enjoy and please review.
I was so pleased to have someone like Katniss to work with. Her body was perfect for the suit I had designed and I hardly had to alter anything to get her into it. When I finally explained to her we weren't using real fire I could see she was still worried.
"I want the audience to recognize you when you're in the arena" I explain as I finished the minor makeup on her face. "Katniss, the girl who was on fire" I said, stretching my arms out like the title was on a billboard.
Katniss gave me a strange look, like she thought I was part mad man but said nothing.
I watched as the tributes got into their chariots and I couldn't help smirking at the costumes. The other stylists had no right to brag about their designs, most of them were pathetic at best. I couldn't wait to blow them out of the water with my design, it was about time I was looked at as a serious stylist.
Just as District 11 was rolling out I appeared by the last chariot with a torch clutched in my hand. Even though Portia and I spent weeks testing the suits I couldn't help holding my breath in anticipation as I touched the flame to Katniss's cape. The cape immediately caught on fire and gave off a spectacular light.
I sighed in relief and beamed at the two, now glowing in the light of the flames. I gave them both a smile and lifted their chins a bit as I gave me last advice, "remember, heads high. Smiles. They're going to love you!"
I jumped down from the chariot and was walking away when one last idea suddenly hit me. I quickly spun around and started to shout, but was blasted out by the music so I had to shout again, "Hold hands! Hold hands!" I gestured, hoping at least one of them would understand.
Peeta took hold of Katniss's hand and when they looked back at me for confirmation I nodded and gave a thumbs up. I followed the path the chariot took and could already hear the roar of the crowd. I knew I had succeeded in making a name for myself and the tributes, it would be a long time before the Capitol forgot either or us.
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After the opening ceremony I began to busy myself with the making of Katniss's interview dress. I was so busy at the moment I hadn't heard Effie come in. When she tapped me I nearly sliced her with my scissors when I jumped.
"Good lord Cinna no need to nearly take my head off" Effie snapped.
"There's no need to startle me, Effie" I replied earning an annoyed look from her, "what do you want anyways."
"I came to invite you and Portia to dinner with us. We are going to plan strategies for Peeta and Katniss" Effie informed, still a little huffy.
"Alright then lead the way" I said, setting down my materials and followed her out.
When I entered the room I saw Portia had already arrived and was making small talk with Peeta. Effie walked over to join them and Peeta quickly retreated to the balcony, probably to avoid Effie's annoying voice. I silently came out to stand beside him, he turned when I approached but remained silent for a few moments.
"It must seem so beautiful to you, the city" Peeta said quietly.
"At first perhaps, but living here for as long as I have it gets boring after awhile" I replied.
"What is it like? To not have to worry about the Games. To never have to feat that you will ever have to be in them."
I turned to face him, momentarily searching his eyes that had one emotion in them, fear, "I've never like the Games much. Never really saw the point of them."
"You're different than the others here" Peeta said, studying me for a moment, "very different."
"Is that a bad thing?" I asked with a small smile.
"I suppose not" Peeta replied, grinning back at me.
"So if you like the city I have a place that would give you a perfect view" I said softly.
"Really where?"
"I'll show you after dinner" I replied.
"alright deal."
Ok so the chapters aren't all that long, but I hope they are worth reading.