Clove Chapter 10
My eyes are golden. My face is powdered lightly and I have long fake, black eyelashes. Our costumes are golden armor with a head dress that looks like wings are coming out of the side. Cato's is like a headband around his head and mine is like a helmet. We are placed on a golden chariot that has two black horses on the front. Me and Cato are standing as far away drone each other as possible. District one pulls out. We are next. The huge silver doors open again and our chariot moves forward. I am waving keeping my face strait and brave. 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. Then there is eleven. With the little twelve year old girl. I don't know her name. The big one is thresh. He's huge, slightly bigger than Cato. I keep waving. The crowd go's wild. Throwing roses and hats. One lady even through her wig! It's not for us I know. I look back and it's district twelve they are on fire. Literally on fire. No they are holding hands. We pull into the circle and stop. President Snow welcomes us then ushers us away. We are back in the remake center. Dayla swoops us away and we are taken into the training center.
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