Hunger games. Clove's POV.

Chapter 8 - Preparing For The Chariot Ride

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The non-mysterious man (who also was my stylist) kept looking at me, circling me. His eyes travelled all over my body and I started to feel uncomfortable. When I was about to do something, like slap him, he stopped infront of me and just looked at my face.

"Good enough." he said and turned around and walked out from the room. How rude! I almost decided to go after him and kick his ass for talking to me like I'm no one. I mean, I am someone, I'm a tribute for gods sake!? I snorted in disapprove and sat down on the small couch behind me. 

I sat there for like 10 minutes and started to get really bored when my stylist came back with 3 other very weird looking people. The first one was a man, it was actually hard to tell but his beard revealed him. He wore a pink dress (yes you heard right), he was a man and he wore a dress, a pink one. Kind of odd if you ask me...Anyway, the dress hung down over his knees and showed his manly legs, not a pretty sight. His hair stood straight up and was also pink. Since I hated the colour pink I was very close to throw up because of the sight of him. I turned my head away and put a hand to my mouth.

"I just...hate the colour pink." I said behind my hand. At first the pink-man seemed insulted and I laugh quietly, but then he just nodded and turned around and started working with some small metal things.

"Right...Okay my name is Lissie." said one of the women. She wore blue jeans, green shirt, blue hair and she had green skin. She reminded me of the sea. "This is Lucas." Lissie pointed to my stylist and I wondered why he didn't introduce himself. "This is Fray." A man behind Lissie stepped forward to her word. He wore red skinny jeans, a yellow tank top (a man wearing a tank top? ugh whats wrong with the Capitol men?) and had green shining hair and tons of tattoos. "And that is Piggie.." Lissie said and pointed to the pink man.

I couldn't hold my self. My mouth shot straigh open and I laughed loud and long. I laughed so hard my stomach got really hurt. "Oh my god..." I said and wiped the tears from my eyes. When my vision wasn't blurry from laughing tears anymore I saw all the 4 of them staring at me. "uhh..." I said because this started to get really embarrassing. 

"You can go and have lunch now if you want. Be back here in an hour." Said Lucas and I nodded and walked at the door. I opened the door and turned around to do one last thing. "Goodbye Piggie." I said and as I smashed the door and started to run away from there, laughing my head of. 

When I got back to the apartment I still hadn't stopped laughing. Cato was already there and sat on the couch and looked confusing at me when I brust inside. I ran without thinking straigh to Cato and threw my self in his lap and buried my head in his knees as I got another big laughing attack.

"Uhhh...Clove?" Cato said but I barely heard him.

"One of my prep members...He is a man and.." I said trying to calm my self, which was impossible. "He wore a dress. A pink one...And...And.." God why couldn't I calm down? Was it really that funny? YES!!!!!!!!! Oh god.

"HE WORE A PINK DRESS AND HIS NAME WAS PIGGIE. HE IS A PIG!!!" I screamed and fell of Catos lap because I got another huge laughing attack. I rolled on the floor for some more other minutes and then, finally, my laugh seemed to had disappear for good. I took a deep breath and stood up. As soon as I saw Cato I realized what I had done. My eyes widened and I turned around to run to my room and never come back again when I felt his hand on my wrist. I tried to get away but he was to strong. He spun me around so I was facing him, I didn't dare to look up at him though.

"I'm sorry, should I have laughed to?" He said with surpisingly soft voice. I muttered something he wasn't able to hear and tried to get his hand of my wrist again. "I'm sorry I was just so caught up with watching you smile. I've never seen you smile so it was a new experience for me." Uuhh what was this? Why did my wrist start to burn exactly where he touched it? Why did my cheeks go tomato red? 

"But it was pretty funny though. Piggie, the pink pig..." He said and I tried not to smile, but failed and soon we stod there smiling like idiots.

"Hey...Lets forget about that on the train? Lets start over and focus on the Games?" He said and I nodded, I just wanted to get away from this awkward position. He smiled and let go of my wrist. When I couldn't longer feel his fingers wrapped around my wirst I felt a wind of coldness blow past me.

"Lets eat I'm hungry." I said and we turned to the table and started to eat.

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I was back in the room with my stylist and my prep team. I had, with some problems, apologized to Piggie for laughing at him. And now I was being tortured, literally. My prep team was doing my nails, my hair, my body, my face, me. Every girls dream is a makeover and pretty things, and sure I liked to look pretty but if I could choose, I'd rather pass that and look like I always do. But of course, I can't choose what to do here in the Capitol so, half an hour later I'm dressed in some stupid gladiator costume. It's shining gold and have no arms. Around my neck hangs some golden...feathers? I don't know what it is but it looks ridiculous. I'm also wearing some kind of sheat, golden of course. My hair is up in a normal pony tail and I don't wear lots of makeup, just some mascara and eyeliner.

Lucas takes me to a big hall where I see some of the other tributes and all the chariots. It's time for the Chariot parade. Also translated into; time to get sponsors.

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