Glimmer: A Hunger Games Fanfic

Chapter 11

Glimmer:A Hunger Games Fanfic

Chapter 11

*warning, this chapter might be a little awkward towards the end, but I wanted to give you an idea of how the Capitol treats their districts/tributes. Enjoy!*

Marilyn zipped up the shimmery fabric that she has pulled over my head. I looked at myself in the mirror and couldn't help but feel disgusted. The fabric was see-through and you could almost see the nipple of my breast. It looked like I was naked and that I was just sprayed with glitter. Luckily the fabric had a peachy hint so you almost could tell from the color of the fabric from my skin.

I hated it.

Marilyn grinned at me in the mirror,"How do you like it?"

"I love it!" I lie not wanting to hurt her feelings. It was cute in a way I have to admit but it reminded me of what I have to do.

My stomach flipped at the thought.

A few days ago, Cashmere wanted to practice my appearance. 'An idea of how I wanted the Capitol to view me as' is how she put it. Instead of what I wanted to act was actually how Cashmere wanted Glimmer to act like. And what Cashmere wanted wasn't exactly on my list.

"Glimmer, I want you to keep with the whole sexy look." She had said.

"Can't I be cocky?" I asked trying to look calm. "I did it before."

"We'll the other tributes are going to have that," Cashmere pressed.

"So why can't I be the same?"

Cashmere stood up fast from her chair. She grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and pinned me against the wall. I was in such a state of shock that I didn't even try to struggle from her firm grip.

"Do what I tell you, dammit." Cashmere spitted every word. "I don't freaking care that the other tributes are cocky. I want you to be different. So far, Glimmer, you are not the favorite of the gamemakers, which so happens that some of them are sponsors and they could save your damn life. That little stunt your's costed you greatly. You know how many of the sponsor's are talking about that Katniss Everdeen?"

I shook my head no.

"Too many."she gripped tighter. "You also have the looks for it, darling, if you like it or not. Now use it for your advantage."

That's when I found my voice,"But I really don't want to be viewed as a someone's play thing."

"Guess what, princess," Cashmere dropped her voice and whispered in my ear,"get use to it. If you win these Games, the Capitol won't give you peace. They'll use you anyway, even if you were cocky. They. Don't. Care."

That's when she dropped me. I fell to my knees with tears wanting to seep out of my eyes but I refused to let them out. I still didn't want to appear broken. Because I felt broken. I was like a china doll. Perfection to its highest, now with a crack and that crack keeps on building. How much longer can I hold together until I crumple?

"You are forgetting yourself." She said softly.

I looked sharply into her eyes. "What is that suppose to mean?"

"Remember what you said when you left District One?"

I looked at the ground. I felt conflicted. I wanted to protect myself but at the same time I wanted to bring glory to my district and Ivory. Was that glory going to have a bigger price than it already asks?

"I thought so," Cashmere says when she saw my expression.

I had to do this charade no matter how I feel about it. It is something I have to do. For Ivory...and for my district.