Chapter 5- Which One of Us Is The Angel?
I'M BAAAAACK. *creepy music plays* But aren't you glad? So I know that you all want to read, half of you propbably aren't reading this anyways. So I won' stall you. You know the warning about spoilers and the I can't speel.
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN THE HUNGER GAMES.
DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU ARE A DIEHARD FANNIE OR GATNISS. YOU WILL UNDERSTAND LATER YOUNG KUMQUATS!
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People are whispering and pointing at me. Is it really that pretty? Am I really that pretty? Breathtaking? Collin can't tear his eyes away from me.
"Am I- Am I really?" I begin.
"See for yourself." Brave says motioning towards the full legnth mirror that other girls crowd around. As if I really am an angel, they part and move so I can see myself. Wow. The makup did one thing. This dress did another. I've already got a tall frame (5' 9") but the shoes I'm wearing are six inches tall. I stand at the same height as Collin now. The dress Brave has put me in is angelic. The whole thing is the purest white I've ever seen. (the only shade lighter than my skin) The dress itself is simple. A strapless white with a braided gold belt at the top of my ribcage, underneath the belt there are layers of triangle shaped pieces of fabric layering until the touch the floor. Instead of sleeves I've got gloves that come up to my forearms that add to the effect that I could just fly away. There are pieces of green, blue, and white fabric seeming to drip off of the gloves past my fingertips. As for accessories I have a pair of the palest green wings covered in pearls, emeralds, and braided golden string. In my hair I have a headpiece that resmbles a halo and a necklace of lots of dangling pearls with golden fish hooks and emeralds hanging off of them.
Brave has made me breathtaking. Utterly breathtaking.
"Thank you Brave." I say running over to hug him. "This is what I needed, to, to, face the others." Brave only nods his head.
"You both look nice." Alicia says. The pats the glass chariot behind her. "This, I believe, is yours." A few of the other districts are starting to trickle in. One, two, and of course four, were the first to come. Then five, three, eleven, six. Both tributes from three are twelve and marvel at the horses being brought in by avoxes. The two horses for Collin and me are brought over. They're white with silver specks, like freckles, all over. An avox sees my interest in the horses and hands me a small sack filled with carrots, apples, oats, and sugar cubes. She nods at the horse. I scoop up some of the oats and hold them out to the horse. I laugh quietly and smile at the avox. She smiles back and walks away. The horse nibbles on a carrot as I feed the other one an apple. Bianca practially scolds me.
"No, no no!" She pipes in that annoying accent. "It's not your job!" I'm not understanding her completely but I take the sugar cubes out of the bag and crunch on one while I'm restricted to petting the horse. I lean my head against the horse and toss a cube in the air and catch it in my mouth.
"Would you stop with that crunching, it's driving me crazy." Finnick says. I didn't even know he was there. I smile sexily.
"Hello Finnick." He smiles back.
"Hello Angel." I bothered by our closeness considering I've never had my shoulders bare around anyone but Travis when we go swimming. That and Finnick always as at least the top four buttons on his shirt undone. Come to think of I've never even seen him in a tie, not even when he was a tribute.
"Want a sugar cube?" I ask, offering my hand, which is piled high. "They're supposed to be for the horses, but who cares? They've got years to eat sugar, whereas me... well, if I see something sweet, I'd better grab it." I pop another into my mouth.
"No thanks, but I'd love to borrow your outfit your outfit sometime." Finnick says. "What happened to those raggedy old dresses from back home?" He wets his lips just ever so slightly with his tonuge. This probably drives most people crazy, but for some reason, I like it.
"I outgrew them." I sigh. Finnick reaches out for a sugar cube.
"On second thought, I changed my mind." He pops one into his mouth. Then I feed the rest to the horses.
"I think Collin and I are going to get in the chariot now." Finnick takes my hand helping me step into the chariot. Bianca hands Collin a gold net with pearls and me a golden jeweled trident. The doors open and one heads out. I can see their face enlarged on the screens already. Bianca's saying something but I can't hear her. Two heads out. Three is on deck and we're behind.
"What's she saying?" I practially shout.
"We smile at the audience, but make them work for it." Collin screams back. Three heads out, we're on deck.
"Let's hold hands." I say. Collin looks at me like I'm crazy but we hold hands just as the horses move forth. I keep my head high and smile, I blow kisses in all directions waving and holding up the mine and Collin's hands. I glance at the screen and see just how Collin and I look, breathtaking. Our chariot has bubbles shooting out from the sides. Capitol children reach out to pop them. I am a magical creature from under the sea. A water angel. Caesar and Claudius seem to agree. They chat about Collin but then Caesar turns his attention to me saying,
"Angel Caprice from District 4, dressed in a flowing white gown seems like the goddess Aphrodite rising from the water. She is easily tied with Glamour from District 1 for most beautiful tribute."
"Thank you Mr. Flickerman!"I shout, as the crowd laughs loudly. Even Finnick's face comes to focus on the screen and he's crying he's laughing so hard. Caesar laughs and waves to me. I glance up at the megascreen and almost scream. The tributes from district twelve are naked, naked and covered in coal dust with hideous headlamps on their heads. That's not what bothers me the most, it's the fact that the boy is 18 and the girl barely looks twelve. They don't smile and don't wave, they are above the crowd. Flowers, jewels, and scarves of fabric are tossed at Collin and I. A single white rose falls from the sky and I catch it. I kiss the top of it ever so lightly and hold it in the air. While the crowd is cheering I search for the person who gave it to me. I see President Snow above me smiling, he waves at me, then goes back to the crowd. No way.
"Welcome, and Happy Hunger Games!" He says. The crowd goes crazy. The seal of Panem goes into the sky and the anthem plays softly in the background as President Snow speaks. "Subjects of Panem, I give you, the 68th annual Hunger Games tributes!" The cheering is deafaning. As the chariot exit the President annouces the district and its industry. Collin and I exit as I hear,
"District 4, fishing." Finnick helps me out of the chariot.
"How where we?" I ask smiling, still excited from the energy of the crowd. (not to mention Finnick's comments from earlier)
"You were perfect, both of you." Bianca says.
"You were great. They loved you." Alicia says with her arms crossed looking into space.
"Come on, we need to head to the banquet before the food is gone." Finnick says in attempt to lighten the mood. He takes my hand and we come the dining hall. I feel awful for the District 12 tributes, someone has given them robes to put on but when the arrive Haymitch Abernathy vomits everywhere and they have to help him to bed. I'm given a glass of champange and Collin, Alicia, Bianca, Finnick, and I make a quiet toast. The girl from one, Glamour, keeps looking at me. Not exactly glaring, almost studying. Oh right, we're tied for most beautiful tribute. Halfway throught the meal Finnick's hand rests on my thigh under the table and he leans in to whisper something into my ear.
"I'll meet you in your bedroom at 9:30. We can pick up where we left off. Wear something... Nice."
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CLIFF HANGER! Sorree couldn't resist. So what do you think of Glamour? Did you feel that deja vu with the sugar cubes? How about the Dist. 12 parade costumes? Will I ever stop asking quetions? Yes.
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Note: I will be changing the rating to M now... ;)