The interviews. Cesar Flickerman is The official hunger games host . I like Cesar. he tries to help the tributes get sponsers. in other words,special gifts in the arena that are very useful. it could be anything.
I get up and out of bed. I don't remember going to bed. oh well.
I head down to break fest where, as usual, Tandoori is eating already, waiting for everyone else.
"where is everyone?" I ask her, sitting down.
"well Dayton and Hugo are in bed. and Rosely is probably still picking yours and Hugo's outfit for tonight.and I'm here, with my blue hair,and ready to take on the day." she says, with a smile. I haven't noticed, but she is wearing something bizarre, even for the capital. a big, no HUGE blue wig, curled and hints of silver peeking out of her wig.Her dress is straighten and flowing at the same time. Its all blue, like the night sky, without stars, and clouds. with these swirely silver lines that curve all over. and its 3-D. the lines pop out. And she has designs like that all over her face too.
"is something wrong, Hazel?" she asks me. "your outfit, is... Beautiful." I say.
"why thank you, I thought someone would like it." she says beaming.
I sat down and started eating and making small talk with Tandoori. when I was Finnished, I had to go to a session with Tandoori, of 'how to walk in high heels' and 'how to actually wear a dress'. as you can imagine, it was very fun.
"oh, Hazel, your beautiful... When you put on a dress!" she said trying to put me in a dress.
"ugghh! Fine Tandoori! but make it quick!" the minute I said it her eyes lit up as she guided me in a beautiful dress.
"see what happens when you where a dress!" she exclaims. "I'm kidding hazel. my my, you certaintly are beautiful." she says as she starts fixing my dress. It was a long dress that brushes my shins. it was gorgeous, and made for me.
The dress was navy/midnight blue with jewels sewed in all over to symbolize the stars. So it was like a picture on my body. there was green at the bottom all around the dress to symbolize the grass. honestly, I was stunning. and I didn't put on makeup.
"your look fabulous, completely gorgeous, I don't even recognize you." Rosely enters the room. she looks tired and exhausted. the little makeup she wore, came off leaving smears. and her clothes were the ones she wore last night.
"spent a lot time on that. Do you like?" she asks admiring her work.
" you said it your self, 'completely gorgeous!'" I say in a high, capital accent."is this what I will be wearing tonight?" I ask Rosely.
" yes, I told Tandoori to have you try it on and call me over when your set.so here I am,admiring my own work."she says, glancing at me with a smile.
"Hugo will be matching me, right?" I say
"correct. its good for the tributes from the same district to match." Rosely finally making eye contact.
"makeup anyone?" Tandoori asks clueless that we do NOT like makeup.
Me and Rosely start laughing at the thought, while Tandoori looks at us like were crazy.
After a while, she joins in.
. . .
3 hours later, my legs are pink,like raw skin. gross. my nails are fake,(now)my hair straightened and soft running down my back like a river.
Then comes the makeup. Ughh.
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The 34th hunger games
Science-FictionHazel is reaped to go to the hunger games. She is in district 4 so the odds are already in her favor, but what happens when she starts to see the important events that will happen in her life...
