Chapter 6.
Hope you enjoy xD
Once again, I've left it on a cliffhanger because I am so evil :p
Pretty short again probably, sorry about that.
I seem to not have the ability to write long chapters :(
Sorry (yes, I'm apologising a lot) for the long wait too, but I had bad writers block :'(
Oh, and finally, ITS NOT EDITED -_- I will be doing that soon, so don't point out any typos or whatever please ^_^
And yeah, for once this was a short authors note ;)
Wake up, Prim!" I hear Effie shout through the door, "After last night, I think we need the interviews to go right!"
Oh, why did she have to remind me of my score from training. If Caleb getting an eleven wasn't bad enough, me getting a two couldn't of been any worse. Well, that's what I thought, before Effie starting shouting at me.
"What on earth happened at training?" Effie had shrieked at me, stomping around the room, "Even for you, this is terrible!"
I had started to get annoyed at her, this really was I side I hadn't seen of her. "What do you mean? Sorry if I'm not good enough!"
And that's where the huge argument started. We screamed at each other for what seemed like ages, before Caleb had to stop us shouting. I had stomped of to my room, and not spoke to anyone since.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," I mumble into my pillow, before sitting upright in my bed. I could tell, by the way Effie spoke to me, that she was still annoyed.
I dress in a simple pair of black pants, along with a plain shirt, as I know that I will be getting made up for my interview later on.
Breakfast isn't as awkward as I thought it would be, for the simple fact that Effie Trinket isn't having something to eat with Caleb and I, as she 'had business to attend to'. Personally, I think she just doesn't want to see me.
"You okay after last night then?" Caleb asks, as I'm tucking into a strawberry stew. I can tell by the cheeky smile on his face that he's just kidding.
I just laugh, then get back to my scrumptious food.
After breakfast, the plates are cleared, then in comes Effie, looking very flustered.
"What are you both still doing here? I told you to be off to your stylist straight after you've eat!" She babbles.
"Um, Effie," Caleb starts, looking a bit nervous, "No you didn't..."
"What? Don't contradict me!" Effie says back, looking like she could hit someone. She really is stressed.
"Sorry." Caleb apologises quietly.
"Off you go now then, to your stylists. I want you both looking amazing tonight." She says, as she runs off somewhere and leaves us alone.
"So, see you later?" Caleb says, as he makes a move towards the door.
"Sure." I reply, smiling.
We both go off in search of our stylists; I find Luna searching through a load of close, her face struck with concentration.
"Hi!" She exclaims, as she notices that I'm in the room.
"Hey," I say back, whilst I look at this strange room, full of funny looking gadgets.
"We will get started then..." She tells me, smiling. I can tell it's going to to be a long day.
For next few hours, I'm scrubbed, washed, washed again, had my hair curled and pinned of my face, added a bit of natural make-up to my lips and cheeks, and all that was left was to try on my dress.
"You ready?" Luna asks me, her face brightening up considerably. The rest of my prep team look excited too.
"Sure, I reply," Trying to look as happy as they are.
Luna reaches out into the wardrobe behind her, and pulls out an item of clothing,covered by some sort of white cloth. Slowly, she starts to reveal part of the dress, bit by bit, until the whole thing is exposed. As soon as my eyes met the material, I was in love with it.
The material, as white as fresh snow, fell to my knees, and the neck of the beautiful dress was embroidered with small, glittering gems; Peridot they were called. I knew the from back home, when occasionally they were found by the citizens of District 12 when they were mining.
"Wow," I manage to say speechless, "It's... amazing."
"I thought you would like it!" Luna laughs, "Better try it on, in case it doesn't fit and we have to make a few alterations."
"Sure," I reply, still looking a bit stunned at how breathtaking the dress is.
Luna just smiles, showing her unusual pink stained teeth. When I first saw them not so long ago, I thought she was very scary looking, like she would bite my head off at any point; she's really the complete opposite. Guess Mother was true about her saying 'never judge a book by it's cover'.
She helps me pull the dress over my head, lifting my arms up in case I somehow. rip the sheer material. I notice she's turned all the mirrors around in the room, so the final look will be a mystery to me before I'm all ready.
The rest of the team walk over from cleaning their equipment, and peer closely at every single part of my body, from my now flawless skin to the plain, skin coloured ballerina flats on my feet.
"She looks at least acceptable now," One of them says to Luna, nodding as if in approvement. Luna ad told me all of their names, but I found it difficult to remember things like that.
"Thanks a bunch," I grumble jokingly.
Before I know it, it's time to leave my prep team and head for the interviews, with Caesar Flickerman. He seems like a nice man anyway, so maybe not everything is that bad in the Hunger Games.
I tell Caleb this thought when we meet, waiting for our interviews on the big stage to begin. All the other tributes either look very scared, nervously biting their nails, or determined to win over sponsors to help support them in the games.
"How are the Hunger Games good?" He asks me, giving me a funny look.
"Not all parts of them are good, not at all. But maybe the part where we get to eat the most exotic foods and dress like princesses is pretty cool." I tell him, my legs shaking violently as they call for the first tribute, a career from District 1, to take to the stage.
"Cato Hadly!" A voice booms, and I see Cato walk confidently towards the stage entrance.
Cato's interview only lasts a few minutes, and I don't really hear any of his and Caesar's conversation. I do, however, hear quite a lot of booing front he audience. Obviously, Cato had said something that hadn't gone down well with the crowds. I gulp at the fact that this may well ask for me.
The rest of the tributes (or the 'enemies', that I like to call them) interviews fly by, and before I know it, my name is being called from the speaker and Caleb is pushing me lightly forward. I feel faint, the weightless for a minute, but soon come back to my senses.
Putting on a emotionless face, I climb up the stage steps and glide towards the chair situated next to my interview. He smiles at me as I sit down, crossing my legs like Luna had told me to do in my dress, to look 'more lady-like'.
"Hello!" Caesar beams, looking me up and down.
"Hi," I reply shyly, ducking my head so that I don't have to look him in the eye.
"Before we start, I must say, what a lovely dress your wearing!" He tells me.
"Thank you. Luna really is a gem." I tell him, smiling sweetly at the audience, just like everyone told me to do.
"Now, we've seen the footage of you at the reaping, but never found out about how you were feeling when you were chosen. So, care to enlighten us?" He asks.
I swallow, not knowing how to react. I can play it two ways. Either go for the cold, 'I was ready for this, and thought it was a good opportunity' or the sympathy card. I decide the sympathy way may go down well with the audience more, and maybe gain me some sponsors.
"Well," I start, "A first, I couldn't quite believe I was reaped. I mean, it's highly unlikely for a 12 year old to be picked, isn't it?"
Caesar nods, intent in wanting to know what I have to say.
I continue. "The rest is just a blur really. The only thing that I remember is the voice of my beloved sister Katniss, screaming my name, horror stuck on her face. That image still haunts me, every night, every time I allow myself to think of home."
I look around to see the reaction of the audience; they are speechless. Yet I don't know if this is a good thing or not.
"Wow..." Flickerman says, staring at me, "Next question. Did you know Caleb before the day of the reaping?"
"Um..." I stutter, my mouth awfully dry; I don't know why, but every time someone mentions his name, I get butterflies.
"Yes?" Caesar prompts me.
"No, I didn't know him before that," I say bluntly, not wanting to say anymore on the matter.
"Oh, okay. Are you pretty close now though?" His next question is.
I start to panic at this now, not knowing what to say in case I sound like an idiot. But luckily for me, the buzzer goes and my interview is over.
"That's it for now," Caesar says, standing up and grabbing my hand, "I give you Primrose Everdeen, the girl in the Peridot encrusted dress!"
It's then my signal to exit the stage, and go back down the steps.
"How's it go?" Caleb asks, as we pass each other before he goes for his interview.
"Could of gone worse," I reply, smiling. He laughs.
I take a seat near the entrance to the stage, in the hope that I will be able to listen to what Caleb has to say.
The first part of his interview is hard to listen to, mainly because of the fact that none of the other tributes will stay silent, like they are meant to.
But, near the end, I do hear Caesar's last question to Caleb. It's the same one he asked me.
"Are you and Primrose close?" I sigh at the fact he called me 'Primrose', I must have told people at least a hundred times that my name is Prim.
"What?" He says, his voice sounding a bit shocked and surprised. What's he doing?
"Are you both close?" Caesar repeats, a look of excitement on his face at the fact he may be getting a juicy answer for the first time this night, I mean, he must get bored of the same old questions and the same old responses.
"Oh," Caleb starts, "No, we are not. In fact I hate her, can't even stand the sight of her."
Woah, how mean is Caleb? :O
So you have all been commenting on how nice Caleb seems, well mwahahahaha, he isn't ;)
But maybe someone made him say that... Or maybe not...
Not giving anything away now, as this story has a while to go yet!
And I may be changing the ending to the original story, as really, I doubt Prim could of won. Then again, she is very special.
Okay, I'll shut up now. I'll be updating as soon as possible (which may be a while knowing me!) D:
Comments and votes are welcome.
Unless I dislike you.
Just kidding, just kidding. I wouldn't do that to you guys XD
Love you all :3
Bai :)