I'm shoved into the train and then I'm hugged from behind. I shake them off and turn around. I'm faced with Finnick, and he's staring at me, skeptically. I walk to a table that has a lot of food, and I pick up a cupcake with mint green frosting. I immediately set it down though because it's from the Capitol, and I don't want anything to do with them. They changed my brother, they changed my friend, they are sending my friend's brother to die, I'm in their games.
"You are free to do anything you would like, but be here in 30 minutes to watch the reapings" Petunia says, and I walk off.
"Ariel" someone says, and I turn to see Finnick walking towards me.
"What?" I ask, "You can't just not talk to me after you get back, and expect me to fall to your feet again" I say.
"It's not that. I just don't see why you volunteered. Yea, Crystal is your friend, but Eric told me that you would've volunteered no matter what. Why?" Finnick asks.
"Here's why. Six years ago when Eric won, he came home and acted like he didn't care about me. Last year, you go into the games and win, and you come home and basically abandon me. I feel like you two are too good for me because you won. I'm only a victor's sister" I say, angrily. I then walk off to find my room, and see that it's not that far away.I open the door and my breathing stops. My room is beautiful, the walls are painted a blue-green, and the carpet is white. And very clean. There's a large bed with sheets the color of the walls, and pillows the color of the carpet. It's beautiful. I walk over to the dresser and pick out a red and black checkered hoodie and black leggings. I put my hair down and leave my makeup on. I put my necklace back on and walk out of my room and head towards the car that has the TV.
I see Eric, Julius, and Finnick sitting on the couch in front of the television. I sit down in a chair as Eric starts the reapings. District one has a blonde girl who runs up to the stage, but looks like an easy kill. The male has brownish hair and looks timid, but strong. District two looks deadly, the female is tiny but has a psychotic look and the male looks threatening. Three looks like no problem since both tributes look timid. Then there's our reaping. I watch silently as Crystal gets called, and I volunteer. I see Eric getting up, but being held back. Then Julius gets called and Finnick falls out of his chair. I can't blame him.
The train darkens and I run to the window. We're almost to the Capitol, I'm sick to my stomach. Uggghhhhh. I run to my room and try to find shoes, I settle with combat boots that are folded at the ankle. I run back to the main car and look out of the window. I grab a muffin and start eating it because I'm hungry. I stand at the window, waving and smiling while hoping to gain sponsors. Everything is so fake, so bright. It's blinding, but I still smile and wave. The train halts and the doors open, revealing a bright sunlight. I shield my eyes and walk off.
"Ariel! Ariel!" I hear everyone yell. I guess I'm already a favorite here. More sponsors, less problems in the arena. I'm grabbed by the wrist and dragged into the training center, by... Finnick. Why?"You have to got ready for the parade. Then you can go to the apartment." Finnick says and pushes me off to a vibrant group of Capitol people.
"I'm Celeste!" A woman with green hair and eyes the color of the ocean says. He he body is dyed a pretty shade of green and she has a tattoo of an anchor on her arm.
"I'm Julio!" A man with purple hair and red eyes says. He has tattoos all over his arms and he has a pink beard.
"I'm Scarlette" A woman with red hair and green eyes says. She has really long mint green nails and her skin is a light shade of pink.We walk off to the prep rooms and they start 'beautifying' me.
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The Fighter
FanfictionAriel lost her father. She lost her brother through his arrogance. Finnick Odair left her after he won the games. Now it's the 66th Hunger Games and Ariel is determined to win. Will she win? Will she lose? Read to find out. I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER G...