Catching Fire: Clove (Completed)

Chapter Eight: The Interview

Usually, you have to take lessons before the interview, to make sure that you now how to act in front of the camera. I first took lessons with Enobaria, who helped me figure out my interview angle. Last year, I was funny and arrogant, and that was the angle that I went for this year as well. I worked on it, and when I was practiced enough, I went to Evulus. He was the one who taught me how to walk, sit, and act. Once I was finished, I was well worn out. I was thankful when I finally got to go to Silviess for my dress.

She gave me a short silver and black dress. I had matching heels as well, and my necklace and ring went perfectly with it. I loved it, and it was my favorite thing that Silviess had designed for me so far. My hair was curled and it hung around my shoulders. When I was finally finished, I went into the room where we waited for our interviews. I found an area with four chairs. I sat down at the first one. Brutus sat next to me. There were a few minutes left, so we waited.

"What is your camera angle?" I asked him.

"Apparently, I am going as the serious victor." he said as he made a face. I laughed. "What about you?" 

"Well, I am supposed to be sarcastic and arrogant in a funny way." I said.

"Well the shouldn't be to hard for you." he joked. I playfully shoved him. He laughed. Cashmere and Gloss walked in and sat in the remaining seats. Brutus and I became silent. We sat for a few minutes, before we heard Caesar's voice. By then all the tributes were in the waiting room. Caesar gave a brief speech then began the interviews.

"Let's bring out our brother and sister pair from District 1, Cashmere and Gloss!" They both walked out to the stage, smiling and waving. The interview was so fake. Cashmere even started crying. Silviess had told me that the victors were angry about these games. That they would do anything to stop them. I rolled my eyes. They should at least try to be convincing. They finished their interview and went up on the rising platforms in the back of the stage.

"Next, from District 2, the lovely Clove!" he called. I walked out and put a smirk on my face. I waved just as Evulus told me to, and sat.

"So Clove, how have you been since your games last year." he asked.

"Just peachy, Caesar. How have you been since your last games?" I replied.

"Oh, so arrogant! Don't you just love her?" he yelled. The audience cheered. I smirked as Caesar continued. "How does it feel to be back in the games?" he said. 

"Well, now that I know how this all works, I think I'm ready." I said.

"We have time for one last question. We all saw, I think, the final moment you had with Cato. What was the last thing he said to you?" he asked.

"He gave me his ring, and said that we would win this together, or not at all. That's what I'll be doing tomorrow. Winning. For both of us." I answered after a moment of thought.

"Well we wish you the best of luck," he said."Clove Kentwell, from District 2!" I walked off up into the risers where Cashmere and Gloss were, with the same smirk on my face. I stood as Brutus' interview went by, and then the other tributes. I noticed that when District 4 male, Finnick Odair went, all the girls were staring at him with adoration. I rolled my eyes. 

The interviews finally got to District 12. Katniss walked out in a wedding dress. I sat up and watched. Caesar asked her what it was for, and she answered.

"Peeta and I got secretly married before we went to the cornucopia at the end of the fight. We were going to redo the ceremony once we both got home. I am wearing it to honor him." she said, and wiped a tear from her eye. This had to be fake.

Caesar stepped back, and Katniss began to spin, just like she had at last year's interview. The dress started to burn up. The whole thing melted, and it turned into a midnight blue dress. She held out her arms, and wings were attached.

"It's....It's some sort of..bird!" Caesar said.

"A mockingjay." Katniss said. he crowd erupted. It was like the mockingjay pin she had worn. I was definitely killing her first. She joined us on the risers as Haymitch walked out onto the stage.

"Haymitch, how does it feel to be back in the games?" Caesar asked with his signature smile.

"Well, it's no picnic Caesar." he paused. "I will be trying to protect Katniss."

"And why is that? She seems to be very good at taking care of herself." Caesar said.

"Well, Katniss told me she wouldn't have any regrets at all. If it weren't for..." he stopped.

If it weren't for what?" Caesar asked him, fascinated.

"If it weren't for their baby." he finished. He walked up to the risers next to Katniss. The audience explode. Katniss was pregnant. Katniss joined hands with Haymitch, then the other male beside her. Soon all the tributes began joining hands. The crowd was getting louder. Gloss turned to me and grabbed my hand. He smiled. I smiled back. I turned and grabbed Brutus' hand. We all raised our hands. The audience was getting louder. The lights then shut off and we were directed off the stage.

I got into the elevator, and was joined by Brutus, Cashmere, and Gloss. Gloss had won the 72 Hunger Games and Cashmere had won the 73. It made history because they were brother and sister. Gloss had won at 15, and Cashmere had won at 16. They were twins. They were now both 18. I had just turned 17. Cashmere's games were known to be boring, as most of the tributes had died of exposure of the cold. Cashmere had been a good fighter though. Gloss had won because of his strength and strategy. He reminded me of Cato.

Brutus and I got off on our floor and had a large dinner. It would be the last meal to have in the Training Center. Once we were finished, we went straight to bed. I needed to be well rested for the games tomorrow. I turned off the lights and drifted off to sleep.