When I wake the next morning Cato is gone. I get up immediately and rush out into the lounge and dining area. I yank at the door that separates me from Cato, and find to my disbelief that it has been once again locked. I sigh flopping on to one of the couches. I jump as a door slams open and look hopefully in the direction of the locked door that separates me from Cato, to my dismay however, the door is still closed and Trila stands in a door frame of a door to the left of it. "Oh good you're up" she says prancing into the room fluffing up her aqua hair "we'll be arriving in 1 hour, now go pretty yourself up" she snaps her fingers at me and I immediately obey.
One hour later I step out of the train doors onto a crowded platform. I am dressed in a golden floaty dress that my stylist laid out for me and my hair has been twisted into and elegant knot. I scan the masses of people and soon spot Cato making his way towards me a broad smile on his face. I quickly weave my way through the crowd and literally jump into his arms "I missed you" I whisper into his ear as the crowd coos at us. A couple of peace keepers clear a path through the throng of people and we make our way out the station and into a grand limo that takes us to the president's mansion.
The President's Mansion is large and extremely ugly. It looks exactly like the capitol citizens do, as though a rainbow puked on it. The house itself is a pale blue colour and the doors and windows are yellow, the roof is red and the plants that grow half way up the wall are a mixture of bright and ugly colours. We walk up the marble steps and are quickly greeted by the President himself who smiles at us with a jack o lantern like smile. "Hello, hello" he says "good to see you are well" and the look in his eyes makes me feel as though I'm about to be sent back into the arena. He invites us in and we take a long and extremely boring tour of his house before heading up to the large front balcony that looks down onto the capitol citizens grouped there eagerly awaiting our presence.
Late that evening I stand in the crowded ball room of President Snow's mansion. A loud and completely out of tune band was playing while some of the drunken capitol citizens sung random lyrics to match the tune. I felt so out of place as everybody danced celebrating when I didn't even see the point. I had killed people and being here celebrating their deaths made me feel even more of a monster than I already did. Once or twice I could have sworn I saw some of the career tributes weaving their way through the crowd, only to find I was mistaken.
"I'm just going to go to the bathroom" I whisper to Cato as I slip my hand from his heading towards the doors. I have only just reached them when a hand blocks my path I look up into the eyes of a beefy green faced man. "Hello, hello" he says looking me up and down and I uncomfortably cross my arms over my chest. "Excuse me" I say sweetly "you're blocking the door." He smiles lifting up his arm and I pass through the door way. I can feel him following me as I make my way down the long corridor then suddenly he grabs my shoulder and whirls me round to face him. "My son," he began licking his lips "took particular interest in you in the games" he continued "and I must say I do see his point, you are beautiful" he lifted his hand off my shoulder to stroke my cheek and I immediately stumbled backwards into the wall. "Don't touch me" I snap. He grinned "attitude I like it" he jeers at me "getting to the point my son wants you and I'm going to give you to him" I looked at the green guy in disbelief. Who did he think he was? "Well, I'm sorry but I have no intention of meeting your son, I have a boyfriend now bye, bye" then I turned quickly hurrying down the corridor towards the toilets. Just as I reached the door he yelled "I'll have Snow arrange something special" I turn around staring at him in disbelief and then I shake my head and walk into the bathrooms.
Three hours later, the party finally draws to a close and Cato and I climb into a car that takes us back to the train. I guess Zelda or someone must have realised Cato was in my room last night because no one bothers to lock the door that separates our carriages. "Well" said Cato as we crawled into my bed "that could have gone worse" he pulls me closer. "I dunno" I murmur thinking about the green man.
Yay I finally posted, seriously it was killing me but I had like a major block and absolutely no motivation I kept saying I would write but I never did :l but hopefully I'm like on a roll now and will keep writing :) so yeah um FYI I just completely made up Snow's mansion and all that stuff and basically nothing happens in this chapter but yeah not one of my best chapters real bad actually but yeah hope you enjoyed and that you're all having a good year so far :D