Life or Death

The Capitol

Chapter 6

The Capitol

Between the shouts of mine and Jaiden's names and Katniss and Peeta's it's quite loud. Jaiden goes to hold my hand but I look at him. And then at Katniss and Peeta. They mouth no to us so he doesn't attempt to hold my hand. I don't know the exact plan but I hope it doesn't involve anything to complicated cuz I really can barley even speak at the moment.

Jaiden smiles and can work the crowd good I just let my eyes search the crowd. Looking for Nick like the day he walked his sister off when she gave me the pin. The pin!! I look to my four arm where I had placed it after I changed before I went silent not answering there questions. Then I look at what I'm wearing. A blue dress with quarter length sleeves. The pin rests on the my arm. I wonder if anyone notices. If anyone says anything about it. We make our way to the training center where we are separated to be cleaned and styled and made beautiful in every which way possible.

I'm assigned to my team. I don't take a chance to learn there names or meet them. I take this time to rethink the past and look into the future. They say my skin is flawless until they get to my knees and and lower. Bruises, blood, scars, and everything else covers the lower half of my legs and my feet. I wear shorts when I train and I'm always falling. Not my fault. They gasp and gag but it doesn't bother me. They spend a lot of time trying to fix my bruises before they just give up.

After they leave the stylist are suppose to come in next. But the person who walks through that door isn't a stylist. She carries a leather book in her hand.

"I saved this book ever since the day it was given to me. Now these costumes my stylist drew and designed and made for me are now yours." she says with a smile and hands me the book. I rub the tips of my fingers across the cover and open it. Beautiful outfits and everything and the best part is it's loaded with weapons. A thin metal stick with a piece of string attached. One certain touch and automatic bow. A tiny little rectangle box, one push of a button sleath of arrows. The jacket I'm going to be given is loaded on the inside with knifes. Katniss's special touch. Also on the inside is a rope an matches. This outfit has been designed and ready to go for years. Katniss never wore it. She is now giving me a piece of her old stylist. All I can say now is......

"Wow!" and "thanks you!"

"Your welcome and if you knew my stylist. Well I had to watch him be beaten to a pulp as I was raised in the tubes to my second hunger games. Ten years ago. You probably don't know much about it. You were only about 4." She was correct. I was only four. I remember sitting on the couch with Kadi. Remember watching all these people die on tv. I remember running into the woods. After that they gave me sleeping pills and knocked me out. I woke up in 13 not sure where I was or where my family was cuz the doctors of 13 thought I was dead.

"Yes but I remember it all. But I was never told to much about the war until school. But anyway Jaiden is going in fully loaded too right?" I say concerned.

"Yes Peeta an I took one of his outfits and loaded it with swords and knifes." thank god I thought.

"So what will we be wearing tonight?" I ask hoping its nothing embarrassing.

"Oh.." she turned the page."that". It was a beautiful fitted outfit with a 12 on the back but it wasn't a written 12 this 12 was just fire. A black fitted suit with fire on the back that formed a 12. Then she placed the pin on my fore arm and just stared at it silently. This was my number and now I get to share it with the world.

"It's beautiful....thank you.."

"Don't say say anything..." she looks at me with that look of secret. I just nod and admire it in my mind. I hope Nick has the courage to watch this tonight. My # on my back with his pin on my arm is all he could ever ask to see me in on tv before I die.