The Foe

Freakish

I sit in the room assigned to me the the Capitol knowing I have to be down to breakfast in a half hour so I decide to shower. I step into the bathroom and prepare to shower, I turn on the water and. After a few seconds I stick my arm in the shower and it is the perfect temperature. I hesitantly step into the shower and see 5 rows of 5 buttons. It appears the top row is shampoo, second conditioner, third through fifth body soaps and moisturizers. After about 20 minutes I stepped out of the shower and pushed a button and I was almost instantly dried off. I went down to breakfast and was amazed at the incredible array of food. My mentor Blair told me and Fredrick to eat and prepare to meet with our stylists. I load my plate with eggs and hashbrowns and sit by Blair, Fredrick and Brianna. I eat and am quickly stuffed so I wait. Blair shows me to my stylist and I sit down. Four women walk in, two of them have their skin tinted blood red and the other two are a light olive green. The one who appears to be head stylist tells me to strip down and I hesitantly do. I am told to remain to stay standing while the look at me. They make comments like, "we should wax her." and "her hair's too short." and I shrug.

"Gee sorry if I've inconvenienced you." I spit out harshly. I am directed to sit so they can wax my legs. Reluctantly I sit and grasp the arms of the chair as I feel each hair being ripped out of place. "Is this really necessary?" I ask cringing, I groan when I get no response.

"Johanna, we are here to help you make an impression, to help you get sponsors, because if you don't you are going to die very quickly, especially a little girl like you." The edge of her words hurt more than my smooth legs. I hadn't even noticed they had started on my arms. When they finally finish the stylits pull out a tree costume that I will wear tomorrow for the opening ceremony. I am dismissed and I walk to dinner. I sit at the table and I realize I must be late because Blair is already in a conversation with Fredrick about training. "Hey Blair?" My mentor looks up, "can I talk to you for a sec?" He stands up and and we walk to a corner. "Okay for my strategy I was thinking that I could pretend to be weak so no one will bother with me until the end, then I could strike."

"Okay that's good so during training and showing the gamemakers don't show all you got, use training to learn something new." I nod and we walk back to dinner.