District Four

Tributes- Sierra Twist 18 and Jax Castellan 17

Sierra Twist 18 POV

I sit triumphantly in my compartment in the Capitol train. We'll be there in about an hour. I shake in excitement, the Hunger Games, I've dreamed of this moment since I was old enough to know what the Games were. I step out of my cabin after taking a warm shower and slam into Jax the wuss of a tribute. I lift him off the floor by the collar of his stupid toga and slam him against the wall. "Stay out of my way runt," I snarl. I drop him and stomp away, angrily. He stares at me leaving, dumbstruck. "Punk," I mutter under my breath.

Joseph Henderson, our mentor, sat in a plush loveseat with his feet propped up. He shotguns a bottle of beer and chuckles to himself. I groan in disgust and he turns around his red face brightening. "Cynthia! I've missed you!" He stumbles over to me and wraps his disgusting arms around me breathing his reeking breath in my face. "I'm… not… Cynthia!" I say, struggling to get out of his arms, each word punctuated with a punch and or kick. Pouting he lets go and sits at the dinner table. "If you didn't want to talk to me Cynthia, you could have just said so."

"What did I miss?" asks Jax walking into the room, dressed in regular clothes instead of that ridiculous toga. I scowl at him a drop into a seat. Our escort, Candy Johansson, sits in the seat across from me, leaving only one seat for Jax, next to me. I shoot him a look and he scoots his chair away from mine while keeping a somewhat dignified look on his face. "Cynthia doesn't want to talk to me mommy!" Joseph pouts loudly to Candy. He coughs and slams his head against the table, out cold.

Jax Castellan 17 POV

Avoxes drag our mentor to his compartment and we watch a replay of the Reapings. I determine who is a threat to me in the Games and am surprised at how many people are bigger than I am. I'm disgusted seeing the 12 and 13 year olds chosen. Sierra snorts with laughter when the girl from Two is chosen; I look at her and feel my stomach twist, with something other than fear for once. "I'm sorry about your mentor," says Candy sympathetically. "When he won the Games something in his mind snapped. Cynthia was his ally, the made it to the bottom two and-" she stopped, leaving us to fill in the blank.

"Cynthia looks remarkably like you my dear," Candy says to Sierra. Cynthia must have been very beautiful, the little voice says in my mind before I knew what I was thinking. "What?" Sierra's head snaps to the side and I realize I must have said that aloud. "Uh… er- I meant." "Watch your step, Castellan, you're on dangerous ground here," Sierra says menacingly, she marches to another room. Smooth man says my little voice. "Shut up." I say aloud and shove my chair into the table. Candy looks bemused and says brightly, "we'll be there in less than a minute."

The bright Capitol city is everything they said it would be and more. The colors were so bright they hurt your eyes and the buildings sparkled in the sunlight. The Capitol citizens waved and laughed as we passed and I was too shocked at it all to wave back. Sierra was scowling and gave a few people the finger.