Hi guys! Here's chapter 2 of "Lovely.. Or Should I Say, Clovely." This chapter is a bit shorter then the first chapter; just over 1,000 words. I hope you dont mind! I know TONS of users tend to make their chapters REALLY long, like atleast 3,000 words, and I try, but its just not working. Though, hopefully this chapter is still good! Now, lol, I dont want this note to be very long, so, Im just gonna say, please Rate and Review!
On with the Chapter!
Disclaimer: All characters, ideas, etc.. belong to the amazing genius, Suzanne Collins! However, this writing, belongs to me..
Chapter 2 - Arrival at The Capitol
A banging on my door wakes me up and the pounding feels like the door is going to break.
I bolt right-up.
"Up, up!" a voice yells. Ugh. Aleena is calling me to eat lunch..
I must have fallen asleep here in the train room.
I lazily get up, still in my reaping outfit.
In less then 10 minutes I'm in the dinning room, sitting beside Cato as we eat.
I grab a plate of toast and cheese.
Aleena's spending most of her time fixing her make up, not eating. Gosh, her outfit makes her look so silly.
An orange shirt, with puffy shoulders. Long blue skirt, stripes along it. I hate orange with blue. She's wearing SUPER high high heels. How the heck can she even walk in those? They're black, and ugh, ugly. I hate heels.
I figure she's wearing some sort of wavy wig, a pink one to be exact.
The dinning room is full of flowers, plates, food, and even more decorations then I've ever seen before. I pick up
This years mentors, Brutus and Enobaria, walk into our dinning room.
Enobaria won about ten years ago. Brutus, about just over fifteen years ago. I dont know when exactly. Enobaria sits in the seat across from me, Brutus on the other side.
"Hi, Clove. I'm this years mentor for the girl tribute of District 2," she says.
I force a smile to my lips. I like Enobaria. Ive seen her alot around District 2, she's outside most of the time. I dont remember seeing a re-run of her Hunger Games, but it must've been good.
"Great," I finally say back.
A couple seconds later, Brutus, the boy's mentor this year, comes into the dinning room.
He takes a seat beside Enobaria. He'll be Cato's mentor.
"So, you two," he starts off, while picking up a fork. "Any skills?"
I leap in and blurt out every skill I know before Cato can even open his mouth to talk.
"Knife throwing. Basically my dad tought me how to knife throw since I was six. I've perfected my skills," I say grinning. "Plus, my dad had me learn to manage any weapon. I can also manage 50 pounds," I say impressed with myself. "I can run 5 kilometres without getting tired, too."
Ha! Cato stares at me stunned, then finally talks.
"The sword is my weapon," he says, folding his arms. "I can handle more then a hundred pounds, wrestle, and I can use about almost every single weapon," he says, himself grinning.
"Well, you do look like a wrestler," Enobaria comments.
Gosh, I can't believe she's favoring HIM! I just hate being second rate. I doubt he can even throw a knife like me! But I've got to act like I don't care, so I just force myself a fake smile.
"Well, you too both seem like very well trained tributes," says Brutus.
Brutus is somewhat of a whiz with knives, like me. He can throw knives, never missing. Im sure. Ive seen a re-run of his victory.
"So, Clove?" Enobaria's hard voice interrupts my thoughts. "Separatly or together?"
"Whatever, I don't mind," I say, although I do mind.
I can tell Cato is a good competitor, but I don't want him to think I'm scared of him. So what? Even if he knows how good I can handle knives, it won't matter. I'll kill him when the time comes...
After we're done eating, we head into another compartment where we'll watch the recaps of the other reapings.
A few competitors fade in and out of my thoughts.
The boy from district 11- he's huge, with a permanent frown on his face as he monstrously mounts the stage. A wimpy girl from district 3. A sly, red-haired girl from five.. District one, an arrogant girl. And finally, a so called "savior" from district twelve, people keep talking about. She saved her sister. Well, hello? I saved that girl named Madaline? But no. They feature her... her...
The recap ends and Enobaria stands up.
"Alright, you two. You have the rest of the day to your selves. Just stay on the train even at stops please," says Enobaria, clearly dismissing us.
"Alright," says Cato, glaring at me.
I don't say anything, just glare back.
Stupid Cato! Acting like he's better then me! I'll show him, once we do training...
Unfortunately for me, almost the entire trip, has Cato near me bragging about sports contests he's won. He asks me about how I train and such, and I answer him with short answers.
Maybe we can be friends. Maybe we can be a team. But I dont want him as an ally, or whatever.
Atlast, we arrive in the Capitol. It's felt like a blur, thanks to the speedy Capitol trains.
I'm staring out the window, grinning, and I can't help but laugh at all the Capitol people's appearances.
Wigs, makeup. Pale faces, heels.
They're clothing make them look like clowns, especially the makeup. A lady, another funny looking one catches my eye. Purple super frizzy wig, green poofy skirt with blue polka dots, floral orange tank top/shirt, with light coloured small flowers on it. They're a big fat flower on her hair, and she's wearing high heels, the color of a red tomato. I laugh.
Aleena Trenzor, Enobaria, and Brutus lead me and Cato out the train, into a car, taken to the building where all of us will be staying for our last week before the games. I dont really see much- we're each taken into big rooms I have no idea what they're for.
Ugh, then I remember. The Remake Center.
I highly think I'll get one of those stupid prep teams that keep blabbing on and on about their own life stories then doing their actual job of being a prep teams.
I'm not excited...
Author's Note:
That's it! Yup, I know its shorter then the 1st chapter, sorry! (I'll try to get better at making chapters longer.) Chapter 3 will be posted tomorrow, as its already finished! In that chapter, it has some stuff about the Remake Center, and Clove's stylist, prep team. And, the chariots! Im warning you, (lol), the next chapter is SUPER SHORT. I'll try to edit it a bit to make it longer though! By the way, I've finished writing chapter 4! (Starting on the fifth chapter today)! Anyways, i'll stop writing now! Oh, and, PLEASE R&R! (Rate and Review)
~ I-Clove-U