The Power of a Word

Tribute Train

Name: Melanie Diggory

District 5

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On the tribute train:

I walk on the train. I know I didn't really 'like' the capitol, but the train was amazing anyways. There were midnight rugs, and satin curtains. There was every kind of pastry on the train, in glass cups. I smiled a bit, my escort Zita smiled while clapping her arms. "Isn't it amazing?!" She chirped, with a big grin on her face. "Yeah," My district partner Andrew said not looking one bit amused. He was frowning, like it was everybody's fault he had gotten reaped. While Zita, went looking for our mentor, I decided to talk to Andrew. "Hey, we could learn something. You know so we can come back home." He looked at me,"Melanie, so what? If we do come back alive, we'll always be depressed. Don't you understand? We have to kill.." I wanted to replay, but as soon as my mouth opened our mentor came back. "Hello, I'm Zack." He took out a hand for us to shake, but Andrew just looked at his hand like something he had to touch from the garbage. I shook his hand though. While Zack, was talking I wasn't really paying attention. I was thinking about Andrew, why wouldn't he lighten up? I knew we had to give our families and our lives up, but he blamed everyone!

As I slipped on a nightgown, I heard Andrew. He was a room away from me. I knocked on his door, and when he didn't answer I just opened the door. "What do you want?" He said, he was looking at a picture of his family I guessed. "How do you know my name?" I asked very curious, nobody really knew me except at school. He blushed a bit. "You were called weren't you?" He had a point, but I knew he knew from somewhere else.

The next day we arrived to the capitol. I put on simple clothes from the trunk beside my bed. A striped shirt, with a plain red skirt and some boots. The only thing that made my outfit, "nice" was my token a caged necklace. I felt like that bird, trapped. Andrew came in looking a bit happier. We ate as much as we could. Later in the evening Andrew whispered in my ear, "Melaine sorry, about yesterday. I knew you because...I kind of...like you." The news surprised me. "You what?!" I almost shouted. Zita and Zack turned around. Zita frowned and said, "Hurry up you two no time for chit-chat!" We stepped off the train.

My stylist's name was Chlo. She was pretty with navy hair, and glitter everywhere. My prep-team had frowned when they had first saw me. They made me look amazing after they finished. They were all glittery, with neon hair colors.

As I slipped on a nightgown, I heard a knock on the door. "Come in." I said confused who it could be. Andrew, came in. "Oh.." I said. "What?" He said frowning.  

"Nothing, just you know the train."  

"Well, yeah, I wanted to explain about that-"  

"You should!" I snapped cutting him off. He wouldn't talk to me then he had a crush on me?!  

"Look, don't be offended. I just really.."  

"Andrew, I need rest." I was frowning now, Andrew stepped out looking disappointed. But I didn't care, for the rest of the night my 'rest' was gone.