Haymitch's Hunger Games

Chapter 5: Welcome

The streets of the Capitol were packed with people. The Capitol people screamed, excitedly as the tributes aborted the train. Capitol people held up their camera's to snap at each of the tributes from District 12, then scuttled away to greet the other trains. Haymitch was frightened to be in a place full of some many people. Distict 12's streets were dirty, and didnt usually host a lot of people. He had a sudden yearning for those dirty, old roads instead of these new pristine ones. Peace keepers led the tributes to a tall building in the very centre of the city. They were told that this is where they would train, and live for the next couple of days. The Peace keepers always mentioned that it was 'an honour' to be inside of that building. Maysilee snorted when that was said,'oh yeah, a great honour' Bowing her head, as if in prayer. Haymitch chuckled quietly next to her, while peace keepers gave them dirty looks. 'You will all be prepared by your stylists in here, for the parade', the peace keepers said, woodenly. When inside, each tribute marvelled the beautiful high ceilings, and the marble floors. The curtains were all drawn in the lobby, and they saw several guards, within each doorway. A screen atop of what Haymitch thought was an elevator, displayed the floors that each district would be kept on. 'Every district, is on the floor of their district number' a broad peace keeper told them,'you will be 12'. The doors to the elevator opened as this was said. The tributes, all looked nervous, for they'd never been in an elevator, but theyd read of them in text books. The broad peace keeper laughed at their hesitation and pushed them in the elevator, hard. It made Haymitch fall to the ground, he was weak. The moment everyone was shoved, the elevator let out a loud,'PING!' And they were rocketed up high. The training floors were said to be in the basement, and the top floor was said to be a rooftop where Tributes were forbidden from- but everyone went up there usually anyways. Once the elevator reached their floor, the four tributes, parted ways to their individual rooms. Before closing her door. Maysilee had waved to Haymitch and blew a kiss. He laughed quietly, and then went into his room. He was suddenly reminded of Lucy, when entering. The canopy bed, and flat screen tv is probably something she would have loved. He missed Lucy and his family so much, he couldn't stand it. But he quickly dismissed those thoughts, they wouldn't help him win the Hunger Games. He sat on the bed quietly, and felt the red silken sheets beneath his fingertips. Suddenly Haymitch heard a knock at his door. He hurriedly opened it, to his stylist, and prep crew. 'Hello, I'm Dorthea!' Said the one who he assumed to be his stylist. The Prep Crew introduced themselves as 'Violet, Zenn, and Castor'. Haymitch dismissed the urge to laugh at their rain bow coloured hair, pierced noses, and enlarged body parts. Dorthea smiled at him kindly,'So, are you ready?!' Haymitch wanted to smack her, of course he wasn't ready! Not for the parade, games, training, any of it! But on his face, he displayed pure excitement. 'Oh yes, I'm very ready', Haymitch said in a chipper tone. They smiled at him happily, while Haymitch thought what it would be like for them, if they were about to die in just a few days. .