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ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜰɪᴠᴇ ᵃ ᵛⁱᵉʷ
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"WELL look at you." As Aurora stepped down from the chariot the voice was loud from beside her, getting her attention immediately. Johanna Mason, all dolled up in a dress that looked like a tree, her hair thrown up into a ponytail. By her face you could tell how annoyed she was and it could be because of a number of things. Number one on that list was, without a doubt, because she was being sent back into the games.
Aurora gave her a tight liped smile, not even trying to come up with words because there would be nothing she could say that wouldn't set her off in that moment. Johanna peered around the girls shoulder, giving a smirk and a wave to Finnick who was busying himself in a conversation with another tribute. Standing straight again her eyes looked Aurora up and down, slowly. "Well...at least I look better then you."
Finally she let out a small laugh, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, yeah. That is definitely true. I looked better the first time."
"Debatable." Johanna reached forward and trapped Auroras arm in her hand, dragging her towards the exit where the elevators waited for them. "Come on, let's ride up together. I think I saw the girl on fire head this way away." She shoved her way through the crowds of people, making a clear beeline towards the elevator doors that were starting to close on the people inside.
Slamming her free hand inbetween the doors, they opened back up for the both of them. The tributes from district twelve standing inside with their mentor, giving the girls a puzzled look as Johanna forced them both on. Aurora made quick eye contact with all of them before turning her back towards them, watching as the floor numbers slowly counting up. "You guys look amazing." Johanna said with an annoyed sigh.
She was already throwing pieces of her costume off. Her headpiece being tossed backwards, landing by Katniss' feet and her spiked bracelets being thrown towards Aurora, one of them hitting her arm. The red mark was very visible but Johanna didn't even seem bothered by it, making the girl roll her eyes.
"Thank you."
"My stylist is such an idiot. District 7. Lumber. Trees. I'd love to put my ax in her face." She laughed at herself, Aurora might have laughed to if she wasnt so uncomfortable being in a small space with three people she really didn't know. "So what do you think? Now that the whole world wants to sleep with you?"
