Finally go this up, it's longer than the last one... Yay! I changed the costume from the movie, I hope you like it! I know I stink at spelling and grammer, so don't kill me. PLEASE review! Everyone is appercated! Now, chapter 7

Chapter 7

Clove

When I was finally finished changing into my costume, I went over to the mirror to admire myself. Octavia did a really good job.

I was lined from head to toe in knives. It had this shimmering effect, like ripples in water. I didn't have much make up on, except some highlights here and there. Also, my nails were painted silver to match the knives. I totally loved this, no one was beating it.

"Beautiful! That about sums it up," Octavia said.

"Thanks, I really like it," I replied.

"Now it's time to get you down to the chariots."

I followed her out the door and down the hall to the stables where the horses were kept. There were twelve chariots lined up. All of the horses were different, ours were silver.

"You look amazing," Cato told me when I got to our chariot.

"Thanks, so do you."

For his, they used swords instead of knives. His outfit was sleeveless, showing off his muscular arms.

The anthem of Panem started blaring, and district 1's chariot started moving. I heard the crowd cheer for them. They were both covered in al different types of gems.

Then our chariot started moving. Cato took my hand; he must have known I was a tad nervous.

Once we were out of the gate the crowd went bonkers. They were standing up and cheering. We waved and smiled at them. I blew kisses at them and it looked like they were trying to catch them. Ah, those silly capital people.

Our chariot commanded all the attention, until 12 came out. When they came out the cameras immediately flew to them. We both turned to see them on fire! They looked way too happy with their stolen attention. It was only the opening ceremonies and they had already got me flaming (haha, see what i did there) mad at them. Big mistake.

Everyone's chariots formed a circle around a huge center stage. President Snow stepped up to the microphone. "Tributes we welcome you," he boomed. "To the 74th annual Hunger Games! May the odds be ever in your favor."

The crowd went wild over this. Personally, I hated the speech.

We turned around and were taken back into the stables. When we got back, everyone was there to congratulate us. I saw Cato glaring at the two from 12; there fire was finally put out, thank goodness. I turned to glare at them as well and caught the girl's eye; she attempted to stare me down. She turned to Cato and caught his icy glare. She cringed, and went back to be congratulated by her mentor and stylist.

"Hi you two!" a bubbly voice called to us. We saw the two from 1 coming over to us. "I'm Glimmer! Nice to meet you!" Bubbly describes her perfectly, a bit too bubbly for my taste. Yet, I knew not to judge from first impressions, I was going see if she could say or do something to prove to me she wasn't a girly-girl.

"Hi Glimmer, odd name. I'm Clove, and this is Cato," I told her.

"Hi, I'm Marvel. So I'm guessing we start forming our career group?" the boy, Marvel, said. Strait to the point, maybe he would be ok. But his friend still hadn't made up or her bubbly entrance.

"Yeah, I guess. So did you two train?" Cato asked.

"I did, but Miss Prissypants over here didn't," Marvel replied.

My eyes went huge, "why didn't you train? I thought everyone does!" I exclaimed.

"I had the choice, and I opted not to," she explained. Now she had done it, she wasn't getting my sympathy when she got the worst score ever for her district.

"Well that was smart," I told her sarcastically.

"Yeah, well I was really confident I wouldn't be picked. Or, if I was, someone would volunteer."

I rolled my eyes; I've learned never to rely on someone else for something you could easily do yourself. I guess that's what happens when you're parents are away on business trips half the time.

"Cato, Clove, come on. Time to go to the apartment," Brutus called.

"Bye," I said to them. They waved and headed over to their mentors and escort. We headed over to the sound of Brutus's voice.

We were lead to an elevator where Maybell, Lyme, and Brutus where waiting for us. They hit the 2 button on the elevator.

"Can't we just use the stairs?" I asked.

"No, there are none," Maybell replied.

"Well that's safe," I muttered sarcastically so only Cato could hear. He suppressed a laugh, but couldn't help smiling.

When we got to floor two, which took all of thirty seconds, we were shown to the dining room for dinner. The place was more like a penthouse suite than an apartment. It had an entrance hall, which was furnished with two wood chairs, and some paintings of mountains. The dinning hall was directly attached to the entrance hall. It had a mahogany table in the center that could seat twelve. The seats where all different patterns, but they were all velvet. There were three doors in the room, one leading to the entrance hall, one to the living room, one to a hallway which had the bedrooms. The living room had two couches and a love seat. The walls were lined with weapons of all shapes, sizes, and lethalness. The couches were black leather. They were arranged so that the love seat was facing the eight inch flat screen TV, and the others were parallel. There was a mahogany coffee table in between the two couches. The carpet was a sky blue in all rooms and the walls were all off white.

When we sat down, we talked about the opening ceremonies. I was super tired after being in prep for the longest time, then talking to Octavia for an even longer time. We weren't allowed out of the room and were there really early so we had tons of time to spare. I'd decided I liked Octavia; she was creative and down to earth. The kind of person I liked.

"You guys did really well, the costumes were amazing and your reactions to the crowd were priceless. You two are defiantly a fan favorite," Lyme told us.

"What about 12? They kind of stole our thunder," Cato asked.

"Don't worry about that for now; you two are the better fighters. You'll both get better training scores and prove you're better," Brutus said.

"You sure? I'm a tad concerned about the girl, she volunteered," I told him.

"Don't worry about them darling. Focus on the present and the future, not the past. You will get your revenge."

An evil grin passed over my face; I knew exactly what he meant. He meant when I got to kill them during the games; that would be fun.

When we were finished the meal, I excused my self to go find my room. I turned down Maybell's offer to show me to it. I liked a challenge, and finding my room in this place was going to be. I walked down the hall and saw five rooms. I went into each room and decided I liked the one farthest from the dinning room the best. The walls were painted black and the carpet was black. There was a huge window on the far side. My bed was in the center, it had sea blue, silk, sheets on it. There was a nightstand next to it with a lamp and glass of water.

I walked over to the dresser and pulled out the top pair of Pjs. I took off my dress, and pulled all the knives off of it. I didn't care if I was ruining it, I wanted those knives. I pulled on the pajamas and sat on the bed. I zeroed in on a spot on the wall and chucked one o my knives at it. As the knife was flying through the air, I pictured her face was the wall. The knife hit the spot dead center and I smiled, mission accomplished.

I fell back on the bed and let sleep claim me.

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