The 68th Annual Hunger Games

Chapter 7-My prep team

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Sorry it has been so long! But here is the next chapter! I saw the movie and besides a few minor flaws, I loved it! After this chapter, I will be going back to my usual posting day.  (Friday)

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At first I feel in awe of the capitol, but then it turns to bitter.  How can these people live like this?  Do they even know about some of the starving people who are in the districts? But, then I think, how can they?  President Snow has them basically brain washed. They probably think of the districts as just the places where they get tributes from.    I turn away to see Johanna staring at me.

“Sorry,” she says “you just remind me of me when I was a tribute.”

“Well, I guess that is good, since you won.”

She smiles. 

“Gutreen has told me that you have already been playing out an act.  Confident. Right?”

“Yes. I figure it gives sponsors something to consider.”

“Well your right, and more things to talk about during your interview.”

I smile, then walk back to the window. And while looking out of the window, I feel different, like as if, the whole confident act isn’t really an act.  Maybe I can win this.

I see capitol fans crowding around the platform where we get out.  District 7 is fairly close to the capitol, yet MEhthilda is still rushing us to get to our stylist. 

“You don’t want your stylist not to like you! Because then sponsors won’t like you!” Methilda says. Her hair bobbing.

As we walk into our rooms, Brenna is taken somewhere else, while I am taken into another separate room.  I take a seat.  I look at all the items around me.  I see a many pairs of scissors and tweezers, something hot, maybe wax.  Wax paper and other things that are from the capitol that I can’t name.  I debate on whether or not to run.  But I know that I really should show my confidence to everyone.  Not just sponsors, but even my team.  I take a deep breath and calm down.  Two people walk in, one is a very tall girl, her is metallic gold and there are tattoos all over body that match her hair color.  Her teeth were gold as well, and they were shaped oddly. The other person was a man, his hair went up at a point, it was a normal shade of brown, with streaks of blue.  His ears were pierced, his earing looks like just a stud, but as he walked by I saw it closer and it was actually diamonds intertwined with each other.  I was looking at them in awe when he sat in front of me.  That’s when I noticed he had an eye patch over his eye, the same shade of blue in his hair.  I was told by my mother when I was younger not to stare, but I just could not stop it.  He noticed and said,

“Hot wax accident.”

My face reddened, and he smiled.  Amused at my discomfort. 

“Hello, I am Electra, and he is Xavier.”

  The tall woman said.  She guided me down into a laying down position, she then stood up, and stared at me for a while, then whispered something to Xavier, he nodded.  He pulled out a long strip of fabric, or wax paper, and a small bowl of wax.  He, lined basically my entire my face with hot wax except for some of my Eyebrows, and eyes, nose and mouth.  He layered the wax sheets on my face and would pull, removing my facial hair.  It stung but I pretended to ignore it.  I noticed that Electra left.  Xavier was putting the hot wax on my legs now.

“I’m a guy, only girls get their legs shaved and waxed!” I said.

“Not true” He said back

I remembered Methilda saying that we needed our stylists to like us, to make us look good. So I kept my mouth shut. 

Before I knew it, my stylist, Maxwell, came in.  He looked exactly like Xavier, except he had green streaks in his hair and he had no eyepatch.   He analyzed my body, then said

“Sit.”

I followed his command, and sat down on a couch next to him. 

“I have an idea for your Opening Ceremony.”

I nodded.

“Are you aware of the Jade sparrow bird?”

I was aware of those.  They were a very popular bird of district 7.  Almost like a trademark of it.  They were medium sized birds that were jade green, and were very hard to spot because of how much they blended in.  The thing that gave them away was their tail feathers, they fanned out at the end, and there was a blue streak, right in the middle. 

I nodded again, and in return Maxwell smiled.

Two hours later Brenna and I were next to each other, we were dressed differently; she was dressed like a certain flower, that is found in district 7.  I was in a unitard, with flat jade gems all over.  At first I thought I looked weird, but it stretched over my arms, and made my biceps look a bit larger.  Maxwell walks over and says,

“Here is the finishing piece.  Your tail feathers.”

He clipped something on near my lower back, and said

“In the middle of the chariot ride, lift your arms up and they will spread, it will look amazing.”

“Okay,” I said, then asked “Are you and Xavier brothers?”

“Twins, yes, but he resents me. It was actually coincidence we have the same jobs, in the same district.”

“But, you have a better job than him.”

“That’s why he resents me.” He said smiling.

Methilda interrupts me and tells me its time to ride. 

I climb into my Chariot with Brenna next to me.  She looks nervous, but I wonder if its part of her “act” whatever it is. 

District one roll out, and is getting closer and closer to our turn, I take a deep breath and we are on our way.