Chapter Three

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I hurry up and try to close the elevator, but he comes in. I make my way to the corner and try to be avoided, but that doesn't seem to work very well. He turns around and our gazes lock for a few seconds. It felt so good to look into his warm kind eyes. I miss him so much, but I never wanted to admit it. Luckily they are on the first floor, but part of me wants him to stay.

When we get to floor seven and start heading to my room, but Taffeta stops me. "Johanna wait, you need to meet your stylist and your mentor."

"Just wait I've already met my mentor, she's my sister in case you haven't noticed,and I don't really feel like meeting my stylist!"

"But the district parade is in 7 hours, and trust me they are going to need a lot of time to make you over."

"Ugh! Fine just quit nagging on me." I was done with her next time it's an ax to the face.

"Okay. Now lets go you don't want to be late." she says as she leads me to the remake center. My stylist tell me to lay down on a table. I lie down on the table as they put stuff on my legs. Then they put what in think is tape on my legs then they pulled them off. It hurt, but not as bad. "What the heck are you doing."

"Waxing your legs to get all the hair off." They say as they do it again. They do that a lot more times then they do it do my arms and my armpits. It was torture! "I think we're ready to take you to Melina, your stylist. Just wait here," one of my stylist say, I think her name is Rosita.

After about 2 minutes my stylist comes into the room. She has blonde hair, blue eyes, and is wearing a pastel blue pantsuit. "Hi I'm your stylist, Melina, I'm here to get you ready for your public appearances when your here." I think when your here is a nicer way of saying while I'm still alive. She tells me to stand still while she measures me and adds some finishing touches to my outfit. "And...Done!" she says excitedly and holds up my outfit.

It's a light brown tree textured dress with tree green leaves around the neck. Honestly I don't look that bad. "Do you like it. 'Cause I can change it if you don't like it or..."

"It's perfect it's so...me."

"I hope so since your from district seven."

"I like you I always thought stylist would be mean or snobby." I'm hoping that doesn't sound rude, but guess not because she's laughing. "What are you laughing about?"

"It's just every year someone says that. Capitol people aren't that bad some people, like me, don't like The Hunger Games. We're just trying to make people feel better before 22 of them die. Not to hope you die."

"Thanks that means a lot coming from a Capitol person, no offense."

"None taken. Now come on you need to change into this," she holds up the dress, "Then you need some training on how to wear heels." She says as she holds up really tall heels. "It takes a while to get the hang of it, so that's why we're starting now."

"Okay, if I fail can you switch to flats?"

"It can't be that hard your only going to be standing." Then she shows me a dressing room. I put on my dress then my prep team comes in and does my make up. They put some heels on I stand then I fall.

"There is no way I'm wearing these!"

"Okay but you have to get used to them for the interviews."

"Come on! We need to get ready only 25 minutes!" Says Taffeta. I put on my flats and walk out of the room. We meet Cletus, Emmi (his stylist), and July. Honestly I don't want to look at July let alone talk to her, I just don't have the heart.

We step I'm to the elevator and July says, "Look I know you don't want to talk to me, with my games I didn't talk to anyone." She wraps her arms around me.

"I know I'll come to dinner tonight instead of blowing it off."

"That would be great we would all appreciate it." Everyone nods in agreement. If I'm going to die soon I might as well spend some time with my sister, my only sister.

Oh my crap I'm so sorry for not updating I have been so busy. That's why I'm looking for a co. writer. If you have some ideas please contact me on here or email or iMessage me at emmaleetwin@icloud.com. Plz it would make my story go faster and I could get finished with the series faster to. Luv u all!

-Emma🔮w🔮

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