You Hypnotize Me

She's Famous

Premiere night.

This is what I was made for, I’m a people person. This is how I get my career lifted off the ground. I take a look at my long flowy gown, and my eyes drift down to my shoes. Heels. Why am I not wearing my converse? Well apparently those are too casual for this event. I snap my head over to my bed, on the ground next to it are my converse. I walk over and kneel down next to them, resting my head against the mattress.

“Dad, I’ll be back soon, I promi—“

“Sydney!” My door is flung open to reveal Jenny, yeah she is still here, and I don’t like her anymore than I did the first time we met. Rocky and Jenny have been dating for a month now. All I can say about her is she is weird, and not the good kind. “You need to go”

“Okay” I stand up and walk toward Jenny, her eyes linger at the spot where I was sitting, until she smiles and looks over at me.

“You got everything?”

“I think so, is everyone else ready?”

“Yeah they’re all waiting downstairs”

“Sorry again that you can’t go, they only gave me so many tickets” I wasn’t that sorry, and actually I could’ve gotten another ticket, but like I said before I’m not really a fan of Jenny.

“Oh no it’s totally cool, Stormie said I could chill here, but I’ll probably go home.” I fake a smile at her and walk down the stairs. I hate that I have to be nice to her, normally id call this bitch out, but I can’t. Because Rocky is dating her. I’m not sure why, but whatever floats his boat. I walk downstairs to find everyone dressed up just as much as I am.

“You look scrumptious” Ross walks up to me grabbing my waist “I could literally eat you” he whispers.

“Figuratively” I say

“No, I mean literally” he then jokingly bites my neck.

“Hey! Cut that out!” I push him away “I can’t have bite marks on my neck, everyone will think I’m a floosy”

“A floosy? Really?”

“Yes a floosy, now let’s go”

~~~

The limo was fun, I sure didn’t expect it when my producer said he would send me a ride. It’s my first time eve in a limo, but the Lynches seem quite familiar with the whole limo scene. The car suddenly stops.

“You ready?”

 Ross whispers to me calmly.

“Yeah totally!” I start hopping around in my seat. As I watch the door open I place my foot outside of the limo and pop my head out, I’m blinded as I hear clicks and flashes. I suffer a mini heart attack as I duck my body back into the limo. I turn to the Lynches breathing heavily, my rods are still adjusting.

“What’s wrong?” Riker asks. I start pointing out the car frantically while stumbling over my words.

“Ther—There’s like a lot—of p—people and lights!” I say surprised, they just laugh and I look at them confused.

“Syd” Rydel says understandingly “That’s the press”

“Well why are they here?!” I say stupidly

“Sydney you do realize how big this movie is right?” Riker asks me. Honestly, I had to think about it for a second, I hadn’t realized really how many people would be watching this movie. A smile forms on my lips and I burst through the limo door. The flashes begin again.

“Sydney! Sydney over here!” Their yells overlap. I could get used to this. I walk over to one of the reporters.

“Hi” I smile and hold out my hand to shake hers. She stares at it for a moment, as if it’s other worldly until she eventually grabbed my hands and shook it.

“What’s it like playing Johanna?” She says quickly holding her recorder out to me.

“Hmm, well it’s a lot like playing myself, except meaner.” I chuckle as do some surrounding paps. Another one buts in.

“What’s your relationship status?!” My eyes widen as I’m somewhat taken a back. I turn and see Ross talking to some other reporters.

“Well you sure get personal quick” I joke around “I’m totally taken” I smile brightly.

“Who’s the lucky guy?!” Another interjects. I turn my head slightly and see Ross twisting his body around toward me, once his eyes catch mine a smile forms on his face and he lifts up his hand and gives me a little wave, reminding me of Danny from Grease.

“Ross! Come over here” I yell to him and he does so, as he approaches me he places his arm around my waist, greeting me with a kiss. Immediately once he does this the paparazzi bursts into a flurry of shouting and flashes. After our kiss I look back over to the crowd “As you can tell—he’s my boyfriend”

“How did you two get together?!” someone shouts.

“Uh… that’s a long story, maybe I’ll tell you guys another time!” I semi-shout back. I continue to answer any questions they had until I am finally ushered in to the building. “Talk to you guys later!” I yell out to the crowd as the doors close.

“Let’s go find some seats” Mark says and with that we all follow Mark and Stormie into the screening room. I am stoked.

~~~

I watch the screen as Sam shows up for the first time as Finnick in the reaping, a few ‘whoops’ come from the crowd, and no, the room isn’t quiet. Most of us were in the production so we aren’t completely captivated by it. Soon after Sam a large ‘7’ shows up on the screen, I get ready and grip onto my seat, ‘ladies first’ I say in my head as the Capitol escort reaches into the almost empty bowl and pulls out the only slip of paper in it. She opens it and speaks into her microphone.

“Johanna Mason’ The camera changes position and I see myself on the screen, looking, well to put it as nicely as I can, looking like one Bad Ass Mother Fucker. I hear an explosion of noise next to me, scarring me half to death. I quickly snap my head in the direction. The Lynches screaming their heads off. I don’t even do anything in this scene! Besides walk on stage! The camera flicks off me and my party finally silences. I sit there for a moment but then slowly turn my head toward Ross, he is staring at me with a huge grin on his face. I shove him playfully and giggly.

*Jenny POV*

They must be halfway through that lame-ass movie by now, here’s my chance. Slowly, I push open the door and turn on the light, immediately being disarmed by the bright pink walls. I quickly recoup and walk to Sydney’s bedside. I grab a firm hold of the yellow Converse and bring them up to my face. I guess you could say this may jeopardize mine and Rocky’s relationship, but god I hate Sydney too much to pass this opportunity up.

“You’re mine now” I talk to the shoes.