I woke up from a restlessness night without sleep. All night I was thinking of my family and how they were doing. I wasn't going to spend the day sad, so I got up to go eat breakfast. I put on a yellow shirt and a black skirt to wear for the day.

I walked into the dining car of the train and saw Sam, Claudia, and Rita eating breakfast. "Oh Finch, please come join us," Claudia said as she pulled out a seat for me. There was so much food, maybe even a little more than last night's dinner.

I sat down by Claudia and poured a glass of orange juice and started to put eggs, bacon, and pancakes on my plate. All of this food was so delicious, if I did win the games I wanted a lifetime supply of all this food.

"We should be arriving at the capitol today," Claudia said very cheerfully, "I promise you it will be very grand." I had never been to the capitol but I was sure it would be outstanding. "When you arrive we will take you to your stylist," she said, "this is when you will get ready for the tribute parade," Claudia said.

"The tribute way is a great way to impress people to get sponsors," Rita said with a smile. I knew I wouldn't be getting sponsors, there wasn't anything about me that people would find impressive.

I continued to eat my dinner when I saw a building in the horizon. "I think that is the capitol," I said. Sam and I both got up to see for ourselves what our new living quarters looked like. Claudia was right, the capitol was truly grand.

When our train got closer to coming to a stop, we could hear people screaming and chanting for us. Sam and I smiled and waved at the people surrounding the train. We were then escorted off of the train and taken to our stylist and our prep team.

The prep team made me change out of my clothes and washed me from head to toe. To be honest I didn't think I was that dirty, but this is the capitol and they want us to look perfect. The prep team continued to wash me down and make me look decent.

When they were finished I was taken to a room were my stylist would come meet me and discuss my costume for the tribute parade. I heard the door open and I looked over and saw that it was my stylist. He was very tall and his hair was dyed and orange-yellow color.

"My name is Russell," he said, "and I will be your stylist." I sat up on the table that I had been laying on. "I am Finch," I said. "Very nice to meet you Finch," he said, "now let's discuss your costume for the parade."

He pulled out his design book and started to flip to the page my costume was on. "District 5 is power, so I decided to make you and your fellow tribute partner power plant workers." There was nothing wrong with that and it seemed like a good idea. I was having good feelings till I actually saw the costume sketch in his book.

The costume was silver and there was a huge circle like thing over my head, that was a headpiece. "What do you think of it," he asked. To be honest, I thought it was one of the stupidest things I had ever seen in my life, but I lied to just get it over with.

"It's great," I said with a fake smile. He smiled back, "good, I am glad you like it." I can't believe I have to wear this. "I am going to go get your costume and the prep team will be in here doing your hair and makeup."

He walked out of the room and a few moments late my prep team came in with a bunch of makeup. "We will start with your hair," one of them said. They didn't do anything special, they just put it up into a bun because my headpiece would be covering most of my hair.

My makeup went the same way, nothing special. It was very subtle and looked like I wasn't wearing any. However, they did add a small hint of silver eyeshadow.

Russell came back with the costume. "Here you can go change into this," he said. I took the costume and went to change into it. I looked at myself in the mirror and I couldn't believe what I was wearing. I walked out and showed them the costume.

"You look marvelous," he said, "people are going to love it." After seeing all of the crazy outfits people in the Capitol wore, I wouldn't be surprised.

We walked down to load into our chariot. "Smile and wave," Russel said. We got into our chariot and then we were off. We smiled and waved just like Russell had said. There were mirrors up at the top of the building so we could see ourselves, yup still looked stupid.

The audience's chanting got louder and they weren't chanting for us. I looked in the mirrors and saw the tributes from District 12. They had fire coming off the back of their costumes, they looked amazing.

Our chariots stopped in front of President Snow. He gave a small speech and then we went back to meet our escort and our mentor.

All of us went back up to the room to discuss what would happen next. "Tomorrow you start training," Rita said, "don't just focus on weapons." I understood what she meant by that. I am not good with weapons, I understand survival basics though.

We ate another large dinner and then I went to my room. There was a large window over by my bed. I walked over and sat in the windowsill looking out at the Capitol. The city was all lit up and it looked beautiful. "How do people live in such luxury," I asked myself.

I kept looking outside until I fell asleep in the windowsill.