Part 4
"Get up, get up, get up! We are only 40 minutes away from the Capitol and everyone needs to look presentable if you want to get a sponsor!" Sponsor? How was I going to get a sponsor? I didn't have any special skill like Katniss with a bow. I probably couldn't pick up most the weapons that that would be in the cornucopia. And to top it all off, I wasn't much to look at. Hollow cheeks, dry skin, and way underfed. I probably looked like a monster to the Capitol people. But what did I care about the capitol? I hated them and the way they lived. They got everything and more at the push of a button. In the districts, one meal of theirs would last my family a week! And they just threw out the remaining food, even if no one had touched it! "Prim!" I heard Effie yell through my door, "Get up and get ready! We are almost there!" Great. Time for cameras and reporters and absolutely no privacy. I sat in the room with all the tributes that had been chosen this year. From district 1 was an average size boy with blonde/brown hair. He was very tall, towering the district girl. She was long blonde curls and looked like she just came out of heaven. She was beautiful and looked fierce. It awed and scared me at the same time. The boy from 2 was a good 6 foot and 5 inches. He had jet block hair -just like the girl- and could probably pick up and throw the fattest Capitol citizen. The girl had straight hair and stood about 10 inches shorter than him. Still taller than me but now by much. So I knew she would be fast. The boy from 10 was even taller than the boy from 2 and larger. Not large as in fat, but as in built. He looked very strong coming from an outlying district. And the girl was nothing like him. He had to be like 17 and she was my age. Exactly 12. She had puffy brown hair and deep brown eyes. She was small for her age, she looked 10! She looked scared, and it wasn't hard to guess why after she had seen her competition. I think I heard someone call her Rue. It was such a beautiful name. If I didn't make it back, and neither did Peeta, I hope she did. "Attention everyone!" Everybody's head snapped to the doorway, were a Capitol lady stood, "It is time to get ready for the parade, please wait for your district to be called to go meet your stylist. Just to be clear, everyone has their own. We don't share in the Capitol" She said the last sentence with a laugh. Wow. Did she really just say that? Everything we ever had we had to share with our family. And she is treating it like nothing. They started with the last district so Peeta and I stood up and walked out. We followed her down a long hallway and turned right to face to doors. "The one on the left is for you." She said to Peeta with a small shove. "And the one on the right is for you" But before she could touch me, I walked through the door. There was what looked like an operating table, a chair, and a lot of make-up and beauty things all ready for me. The man in the corner looked up from a paper and smiled. "Hello, I'm Cinna. Please have a seat and I will be right there." I sat down on the table like thing, because I knew he would be fixing me up. He didn't look to bad. He had a light brown skin with short black hair. The only thing odd was that he wore gold Eyeliner, and it didn't look too bad on him. He came over and sat down in the chair. And just looked at me. Finally, he stopped and said something I never thought would have heard out of the mouth of a Capitol citizen. "I'm sorry, that you got picked. This isn't right. But I am going to help you in every way humanly possible." Wow. Everyone is feeling sorry for the 12 year old. I didn't want to be rude so I just said "Thank you, I hope you can." I gave a weak smile. He smiled back and said "Now, the tribute parade is tonight. And it is my job to get you ready. I have an idea I think you are going to love. You know you have to dress up as something to represent your district right?" I thought of all the years of watching our tributes with a light flame around their body or on fire completely. I was told it has been like that since the beginning. It was great to start with, the whole 'what do you do with coals? Light them on fire.' Nothing original had been made since. "Yes." I said. "So I'm going to be on fire right?" He smiled, a friendly smile. One I knew I could trust, and said. "Not exactly, I have something else in mind. But first, I must give you over to the hands of some pretty dangerous people." Well that was enough to scare me more than I already was. "Your prep team!" He said, and then hit a button that played really scary music. I laughed until I thought I would fall off of my seat!