Chapter 3: Stylists and Chariots
We get to the training center and are taken away by our stylists. I've decided not to associate with Isaac at all during the Games, Training or even Interviews. The quicker I forget our relation, the easier it will be to let him die. My prep team looks like they were thrown in a blender with a bunch of colorful makeup and hair dye. Baynya is a short stocky woman with neon green hair and her skin is dyed pale orange. She has yellow flower tattos on her arms and neck. Adirann is a tall slender man with short cropped blue hair and pale white skin. He has peircings in almost every visible spot and probably some places I'd rather not know about. Gahida is medium height women but she is of average weight. She has bright purple hair and yellow skin that's so bright, it hurts my eyes, and black tattoos of some words that I'd rather not say aloud. They wax my skin and it stings! And they soak me in some horrible smelling liquid that soothes my skin. Then they put some oil in my hair that gets out the multiple knots and they buff my nails. Then my stylist comes in. Gosh, why couldn't I have gotten a normal stylist. Her name is Lilizia and she has blond hair with pale blue streaks and sea green skin. Her hair is placed in a strange fashion that gives the effect that she has been shocked. It turns out under that sweet disposition though, she's completely mad. She's decided that instead of going with the usual tree costume she wants me to go as a sexy lumberjack. That's pretty hard to pull off, they're not exactly to most provacative people in our district. But I go along because I know it's her job to help me make an impression. So she puts my in a short black skirt with suspenders and a long sleeve, tight, red plaid shirt. Under the skirt is fishnet tights and black stilettos. I'm nervous, I feel like I'm showing too much. I can't even walk with these shoes. I've got to admit though, I look hot... Lilizia curls my hair and pulls back the front edges with a clip in the shape of a leaf. And too soon, its time to get on the chariot. I see that Isaac is going for the same look, with the red plaid shirt unbuttoned and showing off his abs, and the black pants with suspenders and black boots. I refuse to even make eye contact with him, I can see him out of the corner of my eye, trying to get my attention, but I ignore him. I won't give in to his tries to protect me because he can't. As we ride through the crowd, I stare straight ahead with no emotion. But I can't help but relish the praise of the crowd, even though I know they are calling for my blood. After the chariot ride, I thank Lilizia, wolf down my dinner in the most unladylike manner possible and run up to my room. When I get to the room, I strip off my clothes and jump in bed. I pull the covers up over my head, and let out all my current emotions with one long scream/sob. And that's it, that was the only emotion that I will show about my brother in these games. My last thoughts before I drift off are, I don't care about him anymore, I'm going to win and get back to my family, whether you like it or not.
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