I am brought into a room in the capitol building, and simply sit on the plush couch, waiting for my family to come in and say goodbye. My mom, and little sister are the first in, “Beth”, I say worriedly “you shouldn’t be out of bed. You need to rest” Its true, even though she may die, if I win we will have enough money to pay for her surgery. My little sister cannot even speak, she simply cries into my shirt. I gently run my hand through her hair. “don’t worry” I whisper softly in her ear. “I’ll see you in a few weeks.” She looks up, teary eyes, and says in a soft voice “be careful.” I nod, knowing I very well may not win. But I will try, its my sisters only chance.
After a few minutes, the peacekeeper comes in and shoos out my mom and sister, and leads in my older sister. “Corinne” she cries, running toward me.” I hug her tightly, “why would you do it?” she asks, sobbing. “You know why”, I almost whisper. “you should’ve let me do it, I don’t want you to get hurt.” I’m close to tears now, but I know I cant cry. “I’ll win, I promise.” Just then, the peacekeeper comes back in and leads my sister out.
Only a little bit later, im led to the train. I have seen the train so many times, I honestly don’t find it all that impressive, but the inside is like nothing ive ever seen before. Our district may be favored by the capitol, but still, none of us has seen something like this. We sit at a long table piled with food; this im used to. I’ve always had enough to eat. When out mentors sit at the table, they look from me, to Zack. Spending more time on him then me. “ok, what are you good at?” Brooklyn asks (idk first name that popped into my head) Zack answers quickly “im great with a sword, spear, and knives, and not to mention strong” he says, smirking down at me. He looks to be about 6 foot, if not taller, he has dark brown hair, deep brown eyes, and you can tell just by looking at him that he isn’t afraid to kill.
She nods quickly, then turns to me, “I, um” I stammer “im pretty fast” I mentally curse myself, ‘im pretty fast’ all I could think ok. She thinks for a moment before nodding to me as well. She then nods to my escort and says “show them their rooms” my escort grins almost creepily at us, and leads us down the hallway. “now Corinne,” she says in her weird capitol accent, “this is your room here.” She says, pointing towards a oak door. I thank her genuinely, before retreating into the room.
MY room is HUGE, theres a king size bed in the middle, with a door to the side. It truly is a simple room, but at the same time, its amazing. Before thinking any more I throw on a fleece nightgown, and jump into the bed. My eyes quickly get heavy, and I let the rocking of the train lull me to sleep.
