Sometime later, I guessed maybe an hour or so, the door hissed open. "Are you alright?" I looked up from staring at the floor and frowned. I didn't say anything and glared at the newcomer. She raised her hands in surrender. "I was only trying to be nice." She leant on the table beside her and fingered a holodisk. While she stood there, I got a good look at her. She's obviously from the Capitol, the accent gives it away. Didn't want to dye her skin an array of colours though. I glanced at her hair which was spiked up at all different angles and a lime green colour with orange streaks. I feel sorry for her hair though. She was of average height and average build and didn't look anything special in her cream tank top and blue jeans but there was something hidden from me which I couldn't work out. I blinked in surprise when I realised what it was. She looked like a delicate flower that'd bend and submit to your will but she wasn't. "You're an escort."
"I like to use the term chaperon, but yes. I'm the best there is." She crouched down in front of me and pushed my hair away from my face. "I was there when the alliance tried to kill President Paylor; I dispatched 2 of them myself. Just be glad your father wasn't one of them." She stood up and pulled me with her. "I'd recommend you to get some sleep. We've stopped in District 1 because something's wrong with the train; it could take up to 2 days to fix." She walked off and, unlike Clovis, left the door open. I sighed and shuffled out of the room, leaving the flickering blue glow behind me.
I got back to my room and didn't hesitate to go in. I do feel tired; I haven't slept properly in days. My eyes travelled to the inviting bed but I, rather reluctantly, headed towards the bathroom for a shower. Maybe it'll help wake me up. The bathroom was in the same colour scheme as the main room, but everything was darker. The tiles covering the walls were a midnight blue and instead of cream, the floor tiles were a sandy colour. The shower in the corner was large enough to fit 4 of me in it and was mainly made of stainless steel. I stripped out of my old, salt encrusted clothes, folded them neatly and placed them on the toilet seat. Stepping into the shower, I bit my lip, unsure of what buttons to press. I pressed a button and squealed loudly when ice-cold water hit my skin. I frantically jammed my fingers at other buttons; the water went to boiling temperatures then back down to freezing. I slammed my hand flat on a large button and the water jets stopped. Breathing heavily, I muttered "Well, I'm definitely awake now." I blinked and noticed for the first time the different temperature gages written minutely above the buttons. Scowling at them, I pressed the lukewarm button. A nice relaxing spray fell over me. I smiled and let my gaze wander over the wide variety of shower gels and hair products. Grabbing a few bottles of shower gel, I smelt each one in turn and repeated this action with the shampoos and conditioners. "This'll be a nice, peaceful shower."
I came out of the shower feeling anew. Grabbing a fluffy grey dressing gown off the back of the bathroom door, I wrapped it around my body. I took a towel off the side and began to dry my hair. I glanced out of the window and noticed the sky turning a pretty shade of pink. The words of the woman earlier floated through my mind. "We've stopped in District 1 because something's wrong with the train; it could take up to 2 days to fix." There was a sharp rap at the door and it slid open. "Dinner will be in 5 minutes." A small female voice said. As I turned my head, she disappeared. I sighed and went over to the drawers tucked against the wall. "Surely there's something in here I can wear." My hands skimmed over the smoothness of a shirt I hadn't seen before. I plucked it out and held it at arm's length. It was a simple green silk blouse with a golden flower insignia over the heart. Smiling, I yanked open another drawer, remembering from earlier a pair of skin tight black jeans. I threw on the ensemble and finger fluffed my hair into something reasonable. Facing the door, I smirked. "Time to meet the family." I whispered.