Amber looked at what she was wearing and blushed. Her brother didn't look much better. Whoever thought that 'naked' would make a good fashion statement wasn't very caught up at Capitol fashion, or, at least, Amber hoped they weren't. If this was what they wore in the Capitol Amber was suddenly glad she lived in District Twelve.

The girl from Two, Drucilla Ramirez—the one who Amber had been interested in as an ally—gave her a pitying look. The boy next to her just laughed at how ridiculous Onyx looked. Drucilla was standing a few feet away from him and honestly she looked like she wished she could be farther.

Drucilla was even more beautiful in person, but she looked even more intimidating in her outfit. Her red hair was pulled back tightly and her face was smothered with black and gray make-up.

She wore a gray dress with a gold band around the waist. A black crown made from what Amber recognized as onyx laced the top of her head. Amber gravely recognized it as a stone version of the victor's crown.

Amber knew it was probably the idea of Drucilla's stylist, but she now was pretty sure that Drucilla would never be her ally. Drucilla would join the Career Pack like normal District Two tributes and more likely than not Amber and Onyx would die at her hand's.

Amber was pretty sure that naked and covered in coal dust was going to get her a whole lot of sponsors, note the sarcasm. The games weren't a contest of beauty, just skill, but yet Amber knew that how she looked during the Opening Ceremonies was a big part in her sponsor collecting.

On the other hand, even if she did get sponsors they would have to go through Haymitch and he would just chase away all prospective sponsors of Amber or Onyx just through his drunkenness alone.

Amber tried to focus on holding onto her dignities as she was paraded around naked except for a cloak of dust. She could sense that her twin was doing the same.

She instead focused on Drucilla, deadly and beautiful as she was. At one point, Drucilla turned in her direction. When Amber noticed her staring, Amber turned her head away shyly and blushed, almost missing a soft smile appear on the Career's face.

What was that about, Amber thought to herself. Had she imagined Drucilla's look? Did the Legacy tribute really smile at her?

Amber decided that the lack of sleep must have been getting to her. Why else would she possibly think another tribute, especially a Career tribute, would have any compassion for her? Besides, even if she did, Either Amber or Drucilla—most likely Amber— would be dead by the end of two weeks.

The District Twelve girl tried give a dignified smile to the spectators, almost impossible concerning anyone being paraded around naked in front of an entire nation would have no dignity left.

As the twins stepped down from the chariot, Effie shook her head. "Ugh, one of the reasons I hate the District Twelve stylist is because they're such idiots, always dressing their tributes in those despicable coal mining outfits, but this! This is a new low. I'm so sorry, Amber and Onyx, that the two of you had such incompetent stylists. "

For the first time since they met the Capitol woman, the twins finally could agree with them on something. Their stylists really needed to find new jobs.

Amber noticed Drucilla watching them from where she was being gushed on by people that Amber assumed were her prep team. Amber immediately hated hers. Her skin still hurt.

Drucilla stepped in Amber's direction, but was pulled away by Enobaria, who scolded her for something. Amber could see Drucilla nodding at her mentor's words. Amber wondered what Enobaria was punishing the tribute for.

Drucilla hadn't done anything wrong it didn't seem. At least, Amber was pretty sure she even heard the entire Capitol calling out the auburn-haired girl's name. Amber wished they'd done that for then. At least, maybe, she might still have some dignity.

Drucilla sighed and she walked off with Enobaria. Amber turned to her stylist, the distraction of the girl from 2 gone. "Why did you put in this outfit?"

"I was trying out a new look, but don't worry. I'll try to win back your lost sponsors during the interview."

"Sure, you will." Amber mumbled, thinking her stylist to be a big idiot who really, really, needed to be thrown from a hovercraft.

Onyx appeared next to her. "Well, I don't think either of us have seen the other this naked since we were kids."

Amber laughed with a blush on her face. "Surely, not the first time Troy has seen you naked though, right."

Now it was Onyx's turn to go red. "Oh, shit! He'll be watching this won't he? I almost forgot with how mortified I was letting these people see me like this."

"You sound like one of them already." Amber said with a laugh.

"I'm just saying, if I go out here wearing this, then we get no sponsors, and I won't even have a chance of getting you home."

"You mean me getting you home."

The twins started to fight. "Whoa, whoa. Break it up. Manners." Effie said, though she didn't sound extremely mad. Amber was beginning to think that the woman wasn't as brain-dead as she'd originally thought.