Hey! I told you that I would post today! Here it is! Enjoy! :) ... suprisingly I don't have anything to say like I normally do.. lol
Dahlia's POV:
When we get past the doors, everyone is cheering. People are throwing flowers along the path. I look up at the screen to see Coltin and I. We look amazing. I keep waving and smiling at every one. I even catch a flower or two. Finally, we pull into a circle around our new president, Gale. I forget everything about the parade and I focus on Gale who is now making a speech. I tune out, not wanting to hear his voice. The man who will kill anyone who tries to help me in the games.
"Are you okay?" I hear Coltin whisper in my ear.
"Yeah…" I say, not sounding very confident. Gale continues with his speech and finally, one by one, we pull back into the training center. The doors closes and I see Colin and I's stylist and our mentors.
"You were great!" Cinna says.
"Fantastic!" Coltin's stylist says. My dad helps me down and he embraces me into a hug. Then I go over and hug my mom.
"Great job, my girl on fire," She says to me. I smile and turn to Effie.
"Just like your mother," She says. I am kind of getting sick of being compared to my mother. But she can't help it. I know she absolutely hates all of this so it's not like she's proud of being the memorable 'Girl on Fire.'
Effie leads us to the elevator to take us to the pen house. My parents start up a conversation with the stylists and Coltin and I fall behind them.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Coltin asks me.
"Yep, I just really hate Gale," I tell him.
"That makes two of us," He jokes. I smile at his comment and we board the elevator. Effie presses the number 12 and the elevator rides smoothly to the 12th floor.
The elevator is so grand! It has glass windows so as we go up, I see the Capitol shrink! The doors open to reveal our floor. It is amazing! It's very roomy and unique. Different shapes of furniture that I am dying to sit in. Effie shows us our rooms and once again, I'm on the right.
"I remember when we first walked in here," I hear my dad say to my mom behind me. She laughs softly as they enter their room. I roll my eyes and walk into my room, slamming the door behind me.
This room is even better than the one on the train. So many unique things in the room, I never knew existed. I go to the bathroom to take the shower but I come across a problem. There are so many buttons; I don't know which one is the power button. But after playing around, warm steady water rushes out and I hop in.
I take my time, enjoying the water pelt my back. The shampoo and soap I use smells so fresh and clean. I get out and decide to let my hair air dry. But I braid it as well. Then I dress in a normal pair of pants and a light purple blouse. My mother once told me that this color looked great on me.
I hear a knock on the door, followed by Effie's voice. "Dinner!" she says. I guess I was so focused on the parade and Gale that I completely forgot about how hungry I am. I walk to the dining room and see servants setting steaming food on the table. Everyone is already sitting so I sit in the only empty chair. Right next to Coltin.
The dinner conversation is just about the parade and I've heard enough and it looks like Coltin has too. So I don't talk much. I am so full that I- surprisingly- pass up dessert. Capitol food is amazing but I haven't learned to take a little of everything that way I won't have to pass up dessert again.
After dinner, Effie decides to play back the tribute parade. Everyone goes by the TV but I go back to my room. I don't really see the huge deal about the parade. When I get to my room, there is a servant changing my seats.
"Hi," I say. But she just continues to change my sheets. "Thank you," I say when she's done. Yet no sound comes from her. She doesn't even make eye contact. I watch her hurry out of my room and close the door.
I walk to my bed and allow myself to fall. I land on the soft pillows that she just arranged. Why are the servants here, in the Capitol, so unpleasant? I was just trying to have a conversation with her.
I lay on the bed, thinking about all the tributes I saw today. The boy from 1 looks even fiercer then on the TV.
My thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the door. "Come in," I say. The door opens and my mom walks in.
"Hi sweetheart," She says.
"Oh, hi mom," I reply back. I'm not in the mood to 'talk about it.'
"How are you?" She asks. That's a dumb question. I am a tribute in the Hunger Games. I am playing a very dangerous game with the worse man on Panem, Gale Hawthorne.
"Fan-tastic," I say with a ton of sarcasm. She sits down on the bed with my and brings me into a hug. I cry softly into her shoulder.
"Do you want to talk about it?" She questions. I knew she was going to ask that. I don't want to but I do have one question for her.
"Not really, but one question. Why don't the servants around her talk? They just seem… unpleasant?" I ask.
"No, Dahlia. They can't talk. They are called avoxes. They are people who do bad things and their punishment is to have their tong cut out and serve in the Capitol." My mother tells me. I guess the Capitol isn't some big happy place after all.
"That's terrible," I say.
"Yes. Well you should get some sleep," My mom says, changing the topic.
"Okay, good night mom. Tell good night to dad too."
"Okay I will. Love you," My mom says and with that she closes the door. I walk over to the dresser and change into a night gown. Then I turn off my lamp and crawl into bed.
I try to fall asleep but it's almost impossible when I know that I start training tomorrow. Come to think about it, I will have trouble sleeping every night from now on so I will just have to get used to it.
I close my eyes and slowly drift off to sleep.
So you're going to hate me, but I won't be updating for a while! I am going to camp this week so I will post the next chapter in... about.. over a week? SORRY!
Lets see if you can suprise me with how many reviews I can get on this chapter! I will check my email when I get home and I hope to see a lot of reviews! :P