The Odds Aren't In My Favor

The Capitol

As we pulled into the station, I heard the roaring crowd of people who were happy that we were all going to die.

Seriously, I didn't have a very good attitude right now towards them. After all, they made all sorts of children go through this, and yet they were happy about it?

Caleb faked his best smile and got off of the train confidently.

I stood back, watching as Mags walked with him.

Finnick leaned down to whisper in my ear. "Are you alright?"

"No. Their are stupid morons out there who want to kill us and their happy about it." I snap.

He backs away and chuckles. "This is true."

"I don't want to walk past them, they're already putting me through enough torture." I say.

He nods. "I understand how you feel, Feather. I felt just like you when I was entered in the games."

"Can't I just wait til their al gone?" I ask.

"Sadly, no. There will be another train coming shortly and this one has to be moved by then. Plus, we have to get up to the room and get you both settled in."

"Nothing's settling about this place." I say.

He laughs. "Come on, I'll be right beside you."

"I'm going to look down all the way to the elevator." I say.

"That's perfectly fine." He says.

I sighed and almost growled as we walked off of the train.

Keeping my head low, I still noticed the faces and outfits of the Capitol people.

What the heck was going on here? It looked like it was 'dress like an clown' day.

One girl, who looked around my age--although I couldn't tell for sure because of all the make-up she was wearing--, had on way too much eyeliner. It came all the way out to the back of her temple.

Then, a guy--who looked much older--had spikey white hair that stuck up all around.

It honestly looked like it was sharp to the touch, but what really got me was that he was wearing white lipstick and had black eyeliner on too.

These people looked like something out of a horror movie!

As we made our way to the door, I kept hearing people whisper and shout.

"Is that Finnick O'Dair?" One woman whispered.

"My, he looks fetching with the girl from District Four." Another one added.

"Maybe if she wins they can be together." Some high-pitched girl said.

"Highly doubted she'll survive though, why, she won't even look up!" Someone pretty much insulted me.

My jaw tightened as we finally made it inside of the elevator, we were alone and the doors closed.

"I wanna rip their heads off!" I almost yell.

He smiles, looking at me. "It gets worse, trust me."

"Just kill me now." I pleaded.

"You're not going to die on me." He says sternly. "It will eventually be easier."

"Eventually? Finnick this is complete---" I didn't get to finish because next thing I knew, we were already getting off of the elevator and what stunned me was the ghost like figures standing in almost every corner of the room.