I feel a presence around me. I open my eyes and Dean is leaning over me, staring at me. It's spooks me at first but I say "What are you doing?" He smiles. "IT'S TIME!" He shouts. "Shut up!" Yells Quinn. He runs out the hall. He's so childish, but at least he's active and not super quiet. I lay there in my bed, wandering what "it's time" means. Maybe we are meeting our stylists today. They help us get clean and pretty. I'm not sure what to wear, so I just put something random on. I walk out and see 2 people. Quinn hands me a glass with a liquid inside, I think the liquid is milk. "This should get your day started! Anyways, this is Dinah and this is Jonah. Finch, your stylist is Dinah." Says Quinn. Dinah smiles at me. She has a darker skin color, but she's very pretty. I would expect something crazy, but she's not like one of those crazy Capitol people. "Come with me, Finch." she says. We go into a small room. She just tells me how she is my stylist and she will help me look my best. Then, she introduces me to my prep team. Electra, Madianna and Clarissa. Electra has long blue hair, Madianna has curly blonde hair and Clarissa has short white hair. Clarissa has long Blue eyelashes and light blue eye shadow. She's basically the only one that has crazy makeup. They all seem nice. They tell me I need to get cleaned up because the Tribute Parade is soon.
It's weird because stylists don't mind seeing the tributes naked, but it makes me feel very uncomfortable. They allow me to get washed up, but they say I have to lay down so they can get me cleaned up more. "Not much hair on your legs. Rich family?" asks Madianna. Ugh... it bothers me when people talk in short choppy sentences. "Well, were not poor but we are not extremely wealthy either. I kind of have a big family. " I say.
They all work on me. Electra is washing my hair, Clarissa is plucking my eyebrows and Madianna is waxing the hair off my legs. Things like this don't bother me too bad. I know it's their job, and if they refuse to do it, they could be turned into an Avox or tortured. I would feel bad if they get turned into an Avox. It's a horrible punishment. They cut off their tongues and they are forced to clean rooms. It's so sad. It's horrible.
I'm not sure how many minutes passed, because I kind of dozed off. But I think I'm done now. I feel cleaner. My prep team leaves and I just stand there in the cold room, only wearing a robe. Soon, Dinah comes in with and outfit. When I put it on, it's amazing. It's a silver gown with no sleeves. There is a matching hat in the shape of a circle, with another circle cutout for my face. We head down to the hall where the Tribute Parade is held. To be honest, I am a bit nervous. Dean is wearing the same outfit, although his is separated into a long sleeve shirt and some pants. "Hey Finch, look!" says Dean. He crosses his arms and makes a face. I think he's trying to be suave, but it's not working for me. I look over my shoulder and see Glimmer, the female tribute from District 1, staring at me and Dean. She smiles at me and turns around. I'm not falling for her stupid tricks. She's pretending to be nice so she could be my ally, but in the arena she'll kill me. She probably wants to impress Cato. I don't see them being a couple. We soon file onto our chariots. I enjoy my attire. It's quite lovely. The chariots start moving. We enter a large stadium filled with Capitol people, shouting and screaming, clapping and enjoying themselves. They mostly scream at the Careers. I can easily tell if the people dislike tributes, they hush up. But they seem to be enjoying us, and that's good for me. But then, people start screaming and standing up, throwing hats, gloves, and flowers. Hmm... wonder what for? We stop in front of President Snow, then I see it. The tributes of District 12, Katniss and Peeta, are on fire! Literally. Well... of course it's not real but it sure does look like it. President Snow says a few words. "We welcome you tributes! We salute your courage, and your sacrifice!" He seems focused only on Katniss and Peeta. "And we wish you, Happy Hunger Games! And may the odds be ever in your favor!" says the President.
What an eventful day. I can tell that the Careers don't like District 12. They stole their spotlight. Well, District 12 has another thing coming.
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