Chapter 3

I got out of bed in morning to go to breakfast only to see I am the only one in the room I help myself to some food even though I am still extremely full from the night before. When I sit down, Nalin, Carther, and Éclair come into the room as well. Our breakfast is in utter silence.
I decide to break this silence and I asked
"How long until we get there"
"Oh about three hours" Nalin says
"When we get there you will be put into the hands of your stylist and prep team and please do not resist their actions".

When we arrive at the capitol station I can help but be in aw at the huge at luxurious skyscrapers that soar over the capitols skyline. As we pull into the station Éclair and I look out at the cheering people of the capitol. Their ugly gowns and terrible styles make me turn away.

The style team places me in a room as they painfully scrub, clean, and groom my body. They take off a least 3 layers of skin. My skin hurts but just as Nalin said I did not resist. After some time I'm placed into a room where I shall meet my stylist. He opens the door and with a big surprise he looks nothing of the rest of the crew. He looks humanly normal. His pale skin lighten the room as he walks to me.
"Hello my name is Hyacinthe, I will be your stylist until the games begin"
"Very nice to meet you " I said.
He shakes my hand and I had this odd inference as he himself did not agree to this horrific form of so called entertainment. His tone and manor strike me as to say he is only here to help me.
" So tonight we will have the chariot rides to where you will be placed in your training center."
" My sole objective is to make an up most impression of your power and dignity".
He comes close to me in a indiscrete pose.
"Tonight is one of the most important moments of your survival".
He moves back.
"With that said we know each is to dress accordingly to there districts theme. "he said
"Ya ours is cattle and livestock".
"exactly" he says
Past years our tributes look horrendous as they continually dress them in either ridiculous cow or pig costumes.
"But what else does your district supply" he says
"Umm leather" I say
"Yes leather" he says as he smiles.

That night we arrived in the prep room where I see Hyacinthe and Éclair's stylist as well. After we say hi and they explain to us about the entire routine. They pull out our costumes. They take out this extravagant leather armor, and a beautiful dress and leather gown for Éclair, and finally a large leather helmet with two great horns sticking out the sides. I look in a mirror and see myself and I begin to think that these people really know how to make someone look amazing. They really know how to make people see you. At the next moment we are placed in our cart labeled 10 and wait to depart. Ahead I see the career pack from district 1, 2, and 4. At least two of the boys from 1 or 2 have this extreme body and large bulk as if they trained for this their whole lives. An arrogant smile encompasses all of them as if they are just waiting to taste the blood in the arena.

District 1 leaves 2 leaves 3, 4 ,5. Finally district 9 leaves and I cant help look back at both 12 and 11. Both of these districts have the same small scared look as they do with our district. I turn my head forward and I look ahead and before I know it the chariot is moving.