Mailey's POV #5
Sundy grabs my hands and helps me on the chariot. "Just so you know how it feels." I look around the room and see all the other tributes. They all look so gorgeous under all that makeup and costume. I bet if you took it all away they are vicious creatures. I look over to see Bear standing with three other people. The boy and the one girl are dressed in district one apparel while the other one is dressed like the son of Poseidon. District four. I guess I don't have to ask later tonight if he's going to be a career. It looks like they already are making an alliance. Maybe I should join the career pack with them. I mean it gives me a better chance at survival. Bear waves at everyone in the group and walks off towards me.
"So have you decided yet?" He asks me as soon as I hop down from the chariot.
"I think if you are then I might." I shrug my shoulders and look at my bare feet. "I mean I don't like the idea, but I trust your judgement." He looks at me with a smile on his face.
"I wont let anything happen to you." He gives me a hug and then walks to Marcus who is standing beside the horses that pull the chariots.
Again I look around me and I see the Poseidon child walk away from district one tributes and walk towards a blue and gold chariot. He stands beside a girl that is wearing clothes identical to his. She has a trident in her hand is leaning against the end of it. She is taller than the trident so it gives her relaxation. She looks beautiful in her outfit. Well everyone looks beautiful in theirs, but she has the 'I don't care attitude' that makes it seem better and unique. He moves his mouth to talk but she doesn't let him finish. She flaps her mouth and glares at him then walks towards a tall blonde man and they both smile and talk to each other. I think that is Finnick their mentor. He won four years back.
"Tributes in there chariots." Booms a voice over the microphone. Marcus slaps Bear's back and Bear comes walking towards me. Marcus gives me a smile and thumbs up and then walks through a door with the other mentors and stylists. My stylist stays and hands me and Bear a golden spear when we are on the chariot. He looks at us then walks out the door. I look at Bear and he looks at me.
"We can good this." He plants a kiss on my cheek then looks forward. The big gates open then district one's chariot moves forward. Our chariot moves right behind them into the crowd. The screams are even louder than the ones at the train station. I take a deep breath and look into the crowd. I don't wave at anybody in particular I just look at posts that hold the seats up and wave continuously. Flowers are thrown at all of us and some land in the chariot with us. I pick up the flower and toss it into the crowd. Everyone jumps into the flower in hopes to catch it. I guess that means I'm popular with them. I guess that means I have a fighting chance.
Bear looks into my eyes and I see way too much enjoyment in him. I turn away and the smile fades off my face. Why are we trying to win over these savage people. These greedy people. I'm here to survive, not to please others. We are only half way to the podium where President Snow will make his announcement for the 69th annual Hunger Games. I don't care about making an impression anymore. I just care about this being over.