7's Flower

Chapter 3

Authors Note

A bit of swearing in this chapter! Also I didn't know what to do with this so it's a bit random.

"Hurry up Lily! The stylists are expecting you!" I walk even slower and Luna lets out an exasperated sigh. Suddenly I felt arms around me and I'm off the ground. "Luke!" I scream, trying to kick him. He doesn't let me down until we get there.

Three men all stand around me. Their hair are all unnatural colours and their clothes were bold and bright. They washed me with different products and didn't care when I cried out in pain from their stinging ointments. Just as I thought it was finished, a woman walked into the room and made them do it all again just in case. She than sat me down.

"As you know, you have to wear something to do with what your district produces. I'm dressing you up as..." she paused for dramatic effect. "Bark" She looked at me like it was the best idea in the world but I didn't even do my signature eye roll. I just stared at her. She looked offended. "Of course in the districts you don't get much fashion sense." I still ignored her. She looked at me cruelly. "What was the skirt you were wearing? Mind you, your siblings weren't much better. They all looked a right mess didn't they? Especially that nasty twin brother of yours." That finally got my attention. "Fuck off" I shouted and walked out. The stylists looked scandalised but I didn't care. 

I suddenly realised I didn't know where I was going. Rather sheepishly I walked back in. "Oh I'm going to love watching you die!" She squealed as I entered. I glared at her and pulled on the outfit she gave me. I looked in the mirror. It was shit. Like my life.

Later

Me and Luke step onto the chariot and give each other disgusted looks. Even District 12 looked better than us, and they were just wearing coal stuck together. We watched as 6 went before us, I looked at their silk clothes in envy. They did transport and the colours matched the train we travelled in to get to the Capitol. The chariot began to move and I looked at Luke nervously. He ignored me. 

The crowd fell silent as we moved into sight. Then the laughter began. I knew my stylists were watching and I felt a smirk fall onto my face. Luke didn't know what to do when everyone was jeering at him but I had often been bullied so I knew how to play it.

I rolled my eyes at a man who beamed back. I shook my head smiling at a woman who shouted across the crowd if I liked it. I waved to my stylist who was watching the whole scene play out and was practically a tomato from embarrassment. I did all this and more until we got to the end. I was pleased with myself, this could get me a few sponsors and I was making my family proud. They would want me to make the most of my last few days. 

When we got into the place we were staying (on the 7th floor) I saw my stylist walk up to me. All my confidence from earlier was suddenly gone. "Wait until you see your interview dress" she hissed. I felt my face drain. I thought the bark was bad. What did she have for me next?

Authors Note

Like I said earlier I really didn't know what I wanted to do with this, I had a rough plan but for example: I only decided to make they stylist mean as I was writing. I know it's short and it's not good but I just ran out of ideas and I didn't know how to make the story line go slower without them.

Once again really sorry

Love from,

Zahra ❥