The 72 Annual Hunger Games

Chapter 7

I wake up naked, with Kaden's arms around my waist. He needs to get out of here, if Betty or Chaff finds out what happened, we would be in big trouble. 

"Kaden," I say and shove him a little. He wakes up and kisses me.

"Morning" He says.

"Listen, we need to get ready because if anyone finds out what happened we're-"

"Dead." Kaden finishes for me. "Go take a shower, I be back in here after mine." He commands. I nod and go into the bathroom; not caring if KAden sees my body. He already did last night, there's nothing to hide. The showers are amazing; they have different jets with warm water coming out. I bet I could live in the shower if I wanted to. 

I walk out of the shower and put on grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt. Kaden walks back into my room right as I'm putting on my shirt. "Kaden?" I ask

"Yea" He answers.

"What are we doing?" Kaden gives me a look. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, we just had sex, I'm fourteen, your sixteen, and we are bothgoing into the Hunger Games, so we're only going to get ourseleves hurt." I say. Kaden sists down mext to me, I feel the heat from his body radiating between us, and it feels good. "I know, lets just keep this quite the only thing I know is that I have feelings for you, and I'm pretty sure you have feelings for me too." This was true, I did have feelings for Kaden, but I don't want to get hurt.

We walk outside to have breakfast with Betty and Chaff. I pour some cereal and put some fruit in it as well. I sit across from Chadd and Kaden sits right next to me.

"So, we'll be in the Capitol in about an hour so come in here so we can watch the reapingd form other districts." Chaff states. 

As we walk to the lounge area to watch the reapings I start to panic. What if Samarra was picked? I can't go into the arena with her. I know I'm going to die but she can't either. 

District 1's tributes are both eighteen. Sanudra Smuin, the girl is bog and beautiful while the boy, Lance Emert looks excited to be in the games. District 2 looks scary. The boy, Clinton Luechtefeld has more muscle than Kaden and looks deadly. But the girl Cierra. She has black hair and a few freckles on her face. When she volunteers I here a girl scream "Kill 'em Cierra!" The camera turns to a girl that looks exactly like her, but a few years younger. She must be her relative or something. But you tell by Cierra's glare in the camera that she wants blood to be spilled. No one else from the other districts seem horrible so far.

"Okay, now for District 5." Creaser Flickerman says. I strat to panic, it can;t be Samarra, it just can't. I look at the screen and see a sixteen year old walk to the stage, the name comes up: Manie Vanis. I take a breath of relief. Samarra is safe. I'm glad. The only other important tribute is from District 8, Cruz Treftz, he's seventeen and almost as  big as Kaden. If a career doesn't win this year, it will be Kaden or Cruz. 

The lights go black as we finish District 12's reaping. "What's happening?" I ask.

"We're going through a tummel, don't worry little girl. Chaff states.

"My name is Iris." I mumble back. The lights go back on and I hear cheering. I look out the window and see Capitol people. They all have different color hair, skin, and piercings. They're cheering, why? Kaden walks up next to the window and the crowd gets loulder. Some people are even cheering Kaden's name.

The train stops and Betty leads us to the Make-Up Mansion. As we walk into the mansion two Capitol people approach us. 

"Tributes! These are your stylists. Iris your stylist is Leif." Betty announces gesturing to a tall, skinny man with a huge tattoo all over his bald head. Leif takes my hand and we start to walk.

"I always love to meet my tribute before my crew does anything to them. So I can personiality tell them what to do. A few years back before I ever meet tributes like this, they chopped off all her hair!" Lief says.

"Thats to bad. I hope you don't chop off my hair." I say.

Leif laughs, "Of course not Iris, your hair is beaitiful. But, I might put some curls into it." 

Leif drops me off in a room marked District 11 Female. All of the other tribute's makeover rooms are down the hall next to each other. I'm forced to undress and Leif's team waxes every part of my body. They also put me into a tub with a mysterious liquid. Some of the makeover is nice, like the facial, but most of it is just painful. After about three hours of maxing, washing, and prettying me up. Leif comes in and tells his crew that they're done.

"Iris, put on your robe and come with me." Leif explains as he walks into another room. I follow and sits next to him.

"Are you hungry?"He asks. I nod and an appetizing meal appears before us. Chicken covered in orange sauce on top of a bed of spinach.

"How is it?" Leif asks as I take a bit. "Amazing, this is my favorite dish yet."

"I'm glad you like it," Leif smiles and then gets to business. "Irism as you know tonight is the Tribute Parade. They're going to show you off to the world. Now, in the world of the Hunger Games re Sponsors. Do you know about Sponsors?" I shake my head.

"A Sponsor is a very rich person in the Capitol, and if you make a good impression on a few, they can send you gifts in the arena. Now, these aren't any gifts, they're lifesaving gifts." Leif explains.

"Like what?" I question.

"Say, youre in the middle of the Games and you're hurt or scik or starving. Sponsors can give you medicine, or food, or even a weapon."

'So, you're going to help me get Sponsors?"

'Yes! I want you to be my first victor! Imagine, The Youngest Vicotr's Stylist. So, to get to that point, people need to notice you and we have to inquorate you district's job in a way and I believe Layce and I have the perect outfit."

"What is it?" I ask curiosity.

"I want you to look innocent because you're so younge and you're the youngest tribute this year so you;'re wearing a long white slickly dress with long white sleves and Kaden, being big and strong is wearing white armor that outlines his stomach muscles without any sleves so you see his big strong arms." Leif looks really proud of what he and Kaden's stylist Laye came up with. 

"It's a great idea but what does it have to do with agriculture and farming?" I ask.

'I'm glad you asked! There will be fruit and vegetables and dirt on the ground and outside your carriage." I smile at Lief, but I know for a fact this outfit was to show off Kaden's strenght while I'm drowning in white silk.