The Fourth Olympics

N I N E T E E N \\ Let The G- Oops, Too Early

H E A V E N

My stylist was adding the final touches to my Interview dress, and I was standing in the center of the room wondering if Draco would like my dress. I certainly did, I think it was one of the best things my stylist, Aquarius, made for me. It was similar to my Parade outfit, but it was different too.

My dress had low sleeves that hung on my shoulders, fleecy light fabric hung from it and the band around my wrist. The skirt was knee length, and flared out with lacy layers under it. The top was hugged my breasts, outlining my figure, and my outfit finished off with heeled boots that went halfway up my calf. The dress faded from light blue to navy blue, supposedly showing off the depth of the ocean.

When I moved, if rippled like I was wearing water. It was absolutely genius. Once my stylist was satisfied, she sat me down and did my hair. I was quite surprised when she brought out hair dye and set in down on the table.

"A few streaks here should do... and then some in the back.... Heaven, would you like the streaks for be permanent?" Aquarius asked me.

I shrugged, there was the possibility I was going to die tomorrow so who cares? It's time to try something new with my hair anyway. "Sure," I told her.

She went to work, bleaching, brushing, cutting, and dying my hair. I kept my eyes closed for two reasons, one because I wanted to be surprised, and two because I was scared as hell of what she was doing.

"I'm finished! Open your eyes now darling!" She sang, clearly giddy about her work.

I did as she said and gasped. My hair looked... I don't even know the words to describe it. It was absurd, trendy, astronomical... it was beautiful! I felt my confidence sky rocket and I hugged Aquarius who happened to be startled by the affection. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! It's amazing what you did, I'm so thankful! Thank you!" I exclaimed, sounding kind of weird with the amount of thank yous.

Aquarius led me to my escort, Semele, who was standing with Julius, and then went to find her seat in the crowd. Julius looked handsome himself, wearing a light blue suit, a black shirt behind his blazer, and a white tie. He nudged my shoulder as we walked, teasing me about Draco, so by time we met up with the other tributes, my face resembled a pink tomato.

I went to stand in line when someone grabbed my hand. "You look amazing Heaven," Draco whispered in my ear before let me go. I stumbled in my footing, a dazed look on my face. Although he tells me I'm beautiful every time he sees me, I still quite haven't got over the butterfly sensation in my stomach every time I hear it.

"You look like you feel off a unicorn, I'm guessing Draco spoke to you?" Riley asked, coming to stand besides me.

"Yes..." I murmured.

"He could be bad news..."

"But he's not."

"How do you know?"

"I just have a feeling..."

She rolled her eyes and got back into the front of the line. The rest of the tributes finally got in line when Hector Blackjack came on stage.
Raina raised an eyebrow at Riley, but once she was called on stage her face morphed into one of confidence and she sauntered on stage like she owned the damn place.

"It's so devastating to find you here today, we were all looking foward to having you takeover your mother's company once she retired," Hector sighed.

"I know, I've been trying to keep cool, but every time I look at my designs now, I burst into tears because the rest of Panem will never get to see them," Raina replied.