Let the Games begin

Chapter 4

Don't worry i'm not hacked or something like that ! I'm @percallark again. But I changed my ursename.

It's because I wanted to make it more as me than as the owner of percallark on instagram.

Anyway. The chapter is kinda long (for me) and it took a long time to write it.

Hope you enjoy !

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Chapter 4 :

I was still lying on the ground when they came for me. The room stank. Probably due to my vomit. The peacekeepers didn't lament though. They may have been used, with the last war. Anyway, it was only vomit. The blood reeked more. Especially your best friend's one. I didn't want to smell it. I never wanted to smell it.

High heels echoed in the room.

"Oh my god What is that? It smells so bad here!" She looked at the peacekeepers who were supporting me by the shoulders. Then her eyes sank at the shit I made.

"Oh dear! Are you okay?" She approached and caressed my cheek. I didn't try to stop her this time. I really needed comforting, and she was the only person available. I was selfish but hey, I'll die in a few days, right?

"I'm okay, I think I ate something bad.."

Lies.

"Take her in the train." She ordered to the peacekeepers. "I'll help you to clean yourself."

I made an effort to not push her help away.

"Thank you .." I whispered. Then I let myself be carried away by the peacekeepers, direction the train. I heard a few laughs, but I do not bother to look where it came from. One day, they gonna regret it.

"Here." She said, pointing a room. "Just let her on the bed, i'll come back." They agreed and closed the door before leaving. I got up and decided to visit 'my room'. It was three times bigger than my house. Turquoise blue, with a white bed. Several drawers and a bathroom were there too.

If that was a room in a train, I could not imagine what it will be in the Capitol.

I opened the drawers. Full of clothes were there. How did they know our size? Well with the technology they had, it did not surprise me. But I didn't get picked, I volunteered. And they do not know my name. How could they give me some clothes? I was in my thoughts when the barbie entered the room.

"What's your name?" I asked, without thinking.

"My name is Aubrine."

"Great" I answer, the idea of saying mine hadn't cross my mind. A long silence followed. I wondered why she was staring at me like that. I was about to start a conversation but she interrupted me.

"Don't. Now, we have to clean you up. You look so pitiable. I am desolated." I almost choked with my saliva when I heard that word. Pity? Oh. I think we don't have the same definition. Still I uttered some words like 'Okay. Thank you.' to give her my approval.

She led me into the bathroom.

"Sit down." She ordered. I did. She took a towel and washed my face. All traces of tears that were there previously weren't now. She then recommended me to brush my teeth. Which I did without hesitation. I did not want to ruin my reputation with my destructive breath.

When I had finished, she wanted to take my dress to clean it, and that, without I can put anything on. Wow. No way. There was a limit to everything, and we reached it. I withdrew and asked her to stay in the bathroom while I looked for something to wear. I opened the drawers.

Ugly. Ugly. Too adjusted. Too pinkie. Too girly. Too much for me.

Ugh, there was nothing suitable here?

I left the room, telling Aubrine something that probably seemed inconsistent. But it will be okay. I opened the door and examined the decoration. Metal, shiny, textures, colors .. There were not half the things done, right? After a long walk, I reached another room. I got in and saw a man... naked. I screamed in surprise and immediately closed the door.

I won't come back here. That was sure. Brr.

I took deep breaths and changed my way. Going back to my room, where there will be a semblance of modesty. But someone stopped me.

"Hey. No-name." A male voice said. I turned around and immediately recognized my partner. Collins.

"Hi. Collins." I said, quietly, praying that he did not notice my presence earlier.

"You liked what you saw?" He said with a smile.

"Not at all!" I replied, a little too quickly.

"I know you loved, you can not resist my long big ..."

"STOP IT JAKE! Pervert." I yelled, before he could say the word.

"I didn't know my name was Jake." He said, confused.

"What? Nothing. Nobody. I said Collins."

"No, you said Jake."

"Ugh, never mind."

Without saying another word, I went back to my room. Jake. Why did I call him 'Jake' ? Well, he looked alike, with his blonde hair. It wasn't curly though. And a little darker. He was tall, muscular.. What other? Uh yes, his sarcasm, charm and pervertitude. Oh, Boys.

"Bye No-Name. You can come back whenever you want."

"Hum yeah, sure. I'll think of.."

Blank.