Hunger Games Part 3
My brother was shocked we had watched peeta and katniss win the games. Peeta was running but we don't know what happened next but the capitol shut it off. They were worried about the footage. It must have been pretty bad because if pour footage wasn't cut out but there's wasn't how bad was it. I wonder what happened. Our escort came into the room. "Done watching the reaping's because it's time for lunch". We ate lunch in silence. I went to the living car and turned on the TV. There was an interview about the hunger games. I wanted to see them talk about the other tributes, maybe get an edge on them. They were talking about District 10. Two depressed children. They were small and weak. Caesar flickerman was talking about how they might be able to hide. Then they got to us. I felt compelled to turn it off but my brother came in and wanted to watch. So I left it on. They said we were lost souls who just wanted to go home. The talked about how we would most likely be allies and had a chance of winning but they had a sad tone in their voice like they really cared if one of us were dead. Pff liars they didn't care they didn't care last year when katniss and peeta were in the arena they were just putting on the show. Next they talked about 12. Apparently Peeta had tried to push even back into the crowd and punched out a peacekeeper. Then the TV went dark and the interview was replaced by inspirational films about the dark day and why we had the hunger games. I turned off the TV and looked out the window. Tomorrow we would be in the capitol, earlier than expected. It was dark so I went to my room. I took a shower with pale green bubbles. When I came out a night gown was laid out for me on the freshly made bed. I put it on and went to sleep. I had a dream where we were in the games but I was fighting the career pack with Dylan. I took out one of them with a knife. I looked back to take out another one but Dylan wa limp on the ground. His sword fallen out of his hand and a career with a bloody spear and a evil grin standing next to him I screamed as the same career launched his spear through my arm. I was crying as screaming when I woke up in the pitch black room. The door swung open and there was my brother. He stroked my head and shushed my tears. He laid me in bed and stroked my head until I fell asleep. I woke up drenched in sweat. I got up and changed into the outfit laid out for me today. I brown leather jacket, a cotton Red tee and some jeans. I put on the gray socks and leather boots next to it. I walked out into the dinner hall. My brother was in the same outfit. I sat down and ate breakfast. Then we heard cheering and trumpet. I got up and looked out the windows. Capitol streets lined with cheering fans just there to cheer for my death and fake sadness when I died. Which was going to happen compared to the careers there was no way we could win. I put on a stern face and waved my brother joined me. When we arrived at the capitol we were escorted out the train and taken into individual rooms. Where I was soaked in a bath tub and poked prodded and ripped. The made my arms and legs entirely hairless which hurt like hell. Then they stuck some machine up my nose and made me completely hairless in my nose. Each breath through my nose stung a little until I got used to it. They plucked my eyebrows into thin lines. The covered up the scars edged deep into my skin. They kept one scar right over my eye. They said it was intimating. Then a tall man came in "hello there I Vestes" he shook my hand. "What costume will we be wearing dressed up as hillbilly farmers" I say sarcastically. "no I have no silly costume we want you to be remembered we want a district 11 victor so this can help you be remembered. So you will be amazing." He said. He brought in the weirdest thing I ever saw it was a skin tight jumpsuit the color of dirt. It had a texture like dirt. Pieces of dirt fell off it. "Then it gets better" he said. He pulled out a touch screen device and played around with it. Flowers and grains began to grow on it. No appear like a screen but sprout from the dress. It was changing from grain to vegetables then to corn it was amazing. "Try it on" he said. I put it on and he began operating it. Within minutes I was covered in beautiful roses them I was a lovely patch of fresh grain. It was wonderful. I had to take the dress off where I was then covered in make-up and the car over my eye was highlighted. I put the dress back on and got in the chariot with Dylan. He smiles he was wearing the same skintight jumpsuit as me. When our grain covered horses began the crowd cheered. District one was wearing a jewel incrusted suit and a jewel incrusted dress. Two was wearing a dress and suit that looked like concrete. Three was wearing a dress and suit made of turning gears with a grease halo. Four was wearing a fisherman's outfit. Five were dressed up as power plant workers. 6 was dressed in skin tight suits with hovercraft zooming around there heads. 7 were dressed in skin tight suits that made them look like trees. 8 were dressed in a patchwork dress and suits. It didn't look that good. 9 were dressed informer's outfits. 10 were dressed as butchers with blood down their whit aprons and fake knives in hand. Then we came out I put my arm around his shoulder and he did the same for me we didn't wave we just went forward wrapped around each other. 12 were dressed in the usual coal miner outfits.