I just wanted to let you guys know, your character may not get a POV in every chapter, so if they don't appear here, they'll either appear in the next chapter or the chapter after that. So, with that said, enjoy the Opening Ceremonies everybody!

Alicia Evan's POV
I feel humiliated. I'm covered in a gray cream that's supposed to make us look like we've been carved out of silver, but, really, we just look like the morphlings from District Six. Gray skin, big eyes, and the only piece of clothing we have is a gold cloth that's been wrapped around me so one shoulder is bare while the other is draped in gold. The stylists for District One suck.

All the districts are dressed alike, since there's so many of us. District Two is in Peacekeeper outfits – not appealing. I don't have the chance to soak in all the outfits because the three District One chariots are launched into action.

I get an iron grip on the front of the chariot with one hand and wave to the crowd with the other. The Capitol doesn't seem to mind our disgusting skin color. I've been paired up with Circe Saron in my chariot, and he looks like he's going to throw up. I just hope he doesn't do it on me.

Rancore Haron's POV
District Two rolls into action. I feel a sense of pride as the Capitol recognizes the outfits of authority and all eyes fall on us. My chariot partner is Austre Mason. We keep as much distance as possible between us and stand stiff and solemn, and I think I stop breathing for the duration of the ride.

Kaeit Grey's POV
The District Ten tributes are definitely the cows of this year's Opening Ceremonies.

The dresses are padded – not just in the breast area. They're padded in such a way we seem to be a muttation of girls and cows. The boys get it easier. They're all in cow spotted suits.

Lara Lyn Case's POV
A current of some sort has been inserted on my side of the chariot so I can't jump off. I can still move, but my veins feel like they have liquid lead pulsing through them and my eyes feel heavy. I'm just about to ask if I can lay down when my chariot lurches forward.

Austre Mason's POV
I watch all the districts roll out of the remake center. When they're finally done, President Malum gives her very long speech that no one listens to anyway, and then we're all riding back into the "stable" where we started and I go to bed.

Amaryllis Field's POV
I can't sleep. After tonight, all of Panem knows I'm pregnant. When my interview comes along, they'll know I have twins. Hopefully the President will change her mind and send me home. Hopefully there will be a change of heart….

Circe Saron's POV
All three of us have to share a room. We – well, let's just say we had a party. We ordered junk food, stayed up all night, celebrating the success of the ugly outfits of District One and mocking the some of the absolutely hideous costumes presented tonight.

I can't wait for the Games to start. It's going to be epic. Sure, the surprises will ensure pain, but I'm smart. I can avoid those surprises with ease. Plus, they're bound to kill most of the tributes, which basically means I'll be going home with the crown that much quicker.