Chapter 7: Stylist

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The room is just a claustrophobic blue metal room. In center is a table.

"Wait" is all Katri says as she slams the door behind her, so I do.

I scratch my ear from the irritation of the shampoo, but am interrupted by my hair's smooth, silky texture. It has never been

this soft, or this vibrant in color.

After a couple minutes since nothing has happened I just braid some strands of hair near my face because they're bothering me anyways. Then I wait some more.

And the door slides open.

"Lovely" is the first word I hear. it comes from a man with dark skin and long blue eyelashes. "My name is Placidus Mallory, your personal stylist" Placidus says in a bubbly excited tone. his head is narrow and eyes are dark brown, they gaze into mine.

"Glimmer" I reply.

"You are absolutely lovely, my Darling Glimmer" Placidus says. " I cannot wait to work with you" he announces as he takes hold of my hands.

"And I know you are most excited for tonight! it's the tribute parade! This is your first impression to the world, so Saffra and I are going bold!"

"Saffra?" I ask, confused with a raised eyebrow.

" Oh of course Saffra is Marvel's stylist, she's my partner, how lovely she is." he sighs with a smile painted across his face. "Your in good hands trust me, our tributes win almost every year" he explains in an assuring tone.

"So, Glimmer tell me about yourself."

"What do you want to know?" I ask suspiciously.

"Everything." he replies.

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We go on jabbering for a couple minutes on my favorite things like cherry pie, jewelry, red. I love red, my little brother Woody, and my parents.

" Oh my Glimmer, you are just perfect in every way. Gorgeous, sweet, funny, gorgeous, and did I mention gorgeous" Placidus giggles.

I blush.

"So let's bring you to your Penthouse. But first we need to find Fannia of course. Saffra and Marvel are probably already there!"

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Blurred glass double doors stand before me, Marvel, Placidus, Saffra, and Fannia.

Fannia just lightly pounds a simple knock and the doors spring open.

"And here we are! isn't it lovely?!" Fannia openly asks.

"This is beautiful. I've never seen anything like it" I respond.

"Of course you haven't, your from the districts" Fannia teases as she chuckles uncomfortably.

There are blue and purple couches in the main living area, green chairs in the dining room, silver chandeliers, an eighty inch television screen.

"This is awesome!" Marvel proclaims as he plops on the couch nearest to us.

What a slob. Does he know where he is?

"Okay so everybody get used to your room and be ready to change for your Tribute Parade!" Fannia announces.

But first I have to take in this amazing view. Aside from the luxurious living space, their is an immense window looking over the Capitol. The city shines bright, with almost every light turned on.

To my right is a small corridor with a light green door at the end of it. I slide towards it and turn the knob to open the door. It's my suite. Absolutely hands down, I love this place.

Is this how a victor lives? I hope so.

Since Placidus gave me a tight blue dress to change into I feel glad I'm not in that bag anymore. I felt like any second someone was going to throw me in the garbage facility.

My hair is out of my face with some side bangs near my eye, equipped with an entire bottle of eyeliner.

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The time on the wall reads 6:00. it's only 6:00? it feels like its bedtime.

There is a knock on the door.

"Glimmer sweetheart, you ready?" Placidus.

"Come in" I insist.

As the door opens Placidus steps in wearing a blue and black suit and a usual smile.

"So Saffra and I had this original idea for you guys to be naked and covered in jewels but we thought that was too strange for you guys so we took a bit of a fashion risk."

"Okay so tell me!" I say.

He pulls out from behind him some kind of feathery headdress outfit.

"You like it?" he asks.

"I've never seen anything like this. what is it exactly?" I ask confused.

"So since your industry is luxury good we though we would make you guys look like million bucks. there is jewels, leather, feathers, a lot of luxury materials bunched in this fuchsia outfit. trust me it's great on."Placidus explains.

"Okay, I trust you."

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