Reignition - The 4th hunger games book.

Chapter 8

As the journey wares on, me and my family are yet again subject to the make-over process. Even though we have only been washed and dressed for two hours, we have to be re-washed and vamped up. Ti says that we cannot be seen twice in the same outfit. I see it more of a waste, we all looked beautiful in our matching outfits.

This time the team have put my hair up to one side and I am wearing a shorter deep purple dress. It is very high up on my chest though and much less revealing than the last dress. My shoes are quite high and I am struggling to walk in them. I have had no use for high shoes over the past ten years, the whole concept is alien to me. Peeta is wearing dark blue trouser pants and a white polo shirt. Rose has a white floral patterned top and a purple skirt that comes to her knees. She has white Ballet shoes. Cinn is wearing an exact replica of Peetas outfit, only with trainers.

Yet again Ti has impressed me and we all look amazing. We dont have time for much on the train as the entire journey is spent making us look camera ready. We manage to get a quick bite to eat.

'Five minutes people' Ti shouts to the whole train carriage.

We are positioned infront of the train doors so we can wave and smile as the doors open. Me and Peeta holding hands, Cinn in a baby blue pram, which he hates. and Rosie is holding onto the side of the pram.

'Good luck' I say to Peeta as i kiss him on the lips. We both know that he is not going to need any though. ' And remember kids, smile and wave'

The train comes to a stop and the doors slide open. Me, Peeta and rosie wave to the crowds of oddley dressed people who have come t see us arrive in the Capitol.Istop waving and take hold of the pram. I have to let go of Peetas hand to manouviour the darned thing. Its more hastle than its worth.I push the pram through the crowds of people and towards the car that is waiting for us at the end of the path.Peeta and Rosie both have one hand left on the pram and are waving with the other. I am polietly nodding and smiling to the cameras, It weighs a tonn!

We all scramble into the car and i decide just to leave the pram where it is. If Ti wants it for our next wardrobe change, he can get it himself.

We are driven through the Capitol for what feels like hours until we arrive at a big towering hotel made entierly of glass. Each of the glass pieces are tinted different colours. Deffinatley a capitol building! We are shown to our room where we will live for the next three weeks. Its huge. We have the entire top floor. 'Nothing less for the mockingjay' As the hotel manager put it.

The main room is huge with very little furniture. It has many expensive looking painting strung along the walls. The room is white in itself, White walls, Beige/white carpet. But the furnishings are of all different colour. Four sofas sit positioned in a square around a large bouquet of yellow and orange flowers. Each sofa is a different style and colour, Red, Blue, Turquoise, Yellow. There is a whole other section of the room with three extra sofas and a TV. In the middle of both these parts of the room, is a huge dining table with at least twenty seats!

Before I get chance to inspect the rooms, we are washed changed and sent off in a car to god knows where. This time we are all dressed in formal outfits. The boys in black suits and red ties. Us girls, in red satin ballgowns. I dont know where we are being taken to, but I have a feeling that its going to involve a lot of confrontation, something that I have not prepared for.

We pull up to the back doors of a building, they are clearly trying to ensure no one see's us before they are meant to. Our family is rushed through countless corridors by big bulky men dressed in black. Black vest, black pants, black sunshades. Its nightime AND were indoors. They just look ridiculous. We arrive in a room with plush sofas and a mini bar. I am ignored when I ask what is going on.

Eventually a man with neat brushed back hair comes in our room. He is holding a clipboard.

'So all is on schedule Mr Mellark, miss Everdeen' He looks up from his clipboard and gives up a nod.

' If you don't mind me asking' Peeta asks politely. 'What are we doing here?'

The man looks a little taken a back, but he quickley puts a smile back on his face.

' For the first interview of course' He gulps and turns towards the door. Walking out slowly.

They must know that i dont like interviews and have decided not to tell me untill last minute. I look to Peeta for reasurance, hoping that he would return my worry. Of course, he is just laughing at me.

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