The Fighter

Interview pt. 1

(I skipped to the interview because noting exciting happened in training)

   I'm in the hands of my prep team again. Yay. Right now, Julio is painting my nails a dark blue, Scarlette is doing my eye makeup, and Celeste is doing my hair in an intricate side braid. Once Scarlette is finished with my nails, she moves onto my lip gloss. Andrius walks in with a black bag covering my costume. A dark blue one shouldered dress that flies about mid-thigh. He also gives me a pair of sparkly heels and a silver bracelet. My anchor is always around my neck, so that's the last part of my outfit. The mirror must be broken, because the girl in the mirror is gorgeous. No, not gorgeous, radiant. Stunning. Pretty. And not me.

   I walk out of the prep room and am faced with my brother. He looks pained, but happy.
  "Ariel. You look beautiful" Eric says, and hugs me. I hug back, and instantly regret being mad at him for 6 years.
  "Please don't leave me" Eric mumbles, only loud enough for me to hear it, and I nod.
  "Now Imma go gain sponsors" I say and walk to the elevator. Eric walks back to his room, Julius is nowhere to be seen, Mags must be in the hands of her prep team, and Finnick walks out in a suit that matches my dress, and a smirk on his face.
  "You're not the only one being interviewed" Finnick smirks, "They want to know everything that's happened since I've won" he says, still smirking. He leans in, and I put my hand up.
  "I am not ruining this makeup" I say, and then the elevator opens, "Goodbye for now Odair" and walk out.
"Bye Castel" Finnick says and walks out as well.

   I walk to where the tributes are, but Eric stops me.
  "Ariel, do whatever you can to gain sponsors, even if it means lying."
  "Ok. But I don't know what to make up" I say.
  "Say you love it here. Act innocent. They always ask about love lives" Eric tells me.
  "So? Act like I have no love interest?" I ask. Eric takes a long breath.
  "Act like you're in love with Finnick" Eric says, that won't be hard, I think. I might be in love with Finnick Odair.

  I wait in line for my interview and then someone grabs my waist.
  "What?" I ask harshly, and turn around to see Magnum smirking.
"How about you and me get together?" He asks, still smirking. I smile, and blush.
"How about no?" I ask him, smirking, and I want to slap him.
"Why?" Magnum asks, his face reddining.
"I just don't want a guy" I say, but deep down I'm staying that I like someone else. Magnum looks like he's going to punch something and I step out of the way. Magnum yells, and it's because he couldn't get the Sea Princess.
"YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS FOUR! YOU WILL PAY!" Magnum yells and I turn my attention to the screen.

"And now for our Sea Prince, the youngest victor ever! Finnick Odair!" Caesar yells to the crowd. Finnick walks onto the stage with a smirk, and the crowd cheers.
"So Finnick? How does it feel to mentor your own brother?" Caesar asks, and Finnick's face softens.
"I-It's terrible. To add to that, my best friend is in the games as well, and it's just-just hard to see them being trained to kill people" Finnick says, and looks genuinely sad.
"That's a shame. Now tell me, is there any special someone in you life?" Caesar asks, the monumental question.
"There is one girl. But I'm pretty sure she hates me, even though she's been sending 'nicer' messages to me lately. I abandoned her. I can't forget that" Finnick says, and the crowd gasps.
"Do tell" Caesar says, and Finnick sighs.
"It's-" Finnick gets cut off by the buzzer.
"Finnick Odair! The Sea Prince" Caesar yells and he walls off. The Capitol's golden boy.