Cato, Peeta, or Marvel?

Arriving At The Capital

I am skipping the reaping if anyone has a problem with that or would like me to make a reaping chapter just let me know. Peeta did not throw her the bread in this story. I know that her favorite color is Green but I am making it Icy blue for this story. The prep is different too.

Katniss POV:

When I get on the train I head to the room that I am told is mine. It has the word Katniss on it, in purple. 

I walk in and it has a purple bed, purple curtains and the rest of the room is forest green. The bathroom is about the size of my house in District 12.

The first thing I do is go to the bathroom and strip myself of my clothing. I turn the water on in the shower and get in. They have a few different scents I choose the citrus and wash my body and my hair.

I decided to explore the shower settings a little bit and find one that lasers of all my unwanted hair. Another button does my eyebrows and all of the other things any girl would want. I drop the shampoo and bend down to get it accidentally bumping the button therefor the shower scans me and sets to work.

Shit!

When I have finished the water in the tub is full and there is something in the water to soothe my skin.

I get out of the shower and walk into my room with a towel around me. I put my under clothing on and pull on a white shirt that says Coca-Cola across the front and a pair of jeans with rips in them. I pull on the socks that end at my ankle and then some cowgirl boots. When I stand up I realize that the shirt is a crop top. I leave it on not caring.

I put on some mascara, some eyeliner, and some lip gloss, and head out to eat lunch with everyone. 

All of the tributes eat lunch together on the train ride to the capitol. When I get out there all of the males in the room look at me weird. What's their problem? 

I ignore it and sit in the only open spot which is in between the District 1 Male tribute and the District 2 Male tribute.

When I start to put food on my plate I feel multiple eyes on me I look up and see all the males still looking at me.

When lunch is over we all head be to our rooms. I hear someone following me and remember that I hid a knife in both of my sleeves. Trust me I know how to throw them my dad taught me before he died and I practiced every day ever since. 

I hear where the person is and realize there are two people and I can tell where they are and throw the knifes fast to pin them to the walls. 

I turn around to district 2 and district 1 pinned to either wall. They have shocked expressions on their faces but recover quickly. I turn and leave them there for someone else to find.