We enter the building and before we even get a good look at the pure crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, Effie throws each of us into a pure white room. Everything in the room looks very sanitary. There is a small white table in the center of the room, next to a faucet with a chair attached. In one corner of the room is a small white tiled shower. There is a mirror on the furthest wall and a closet on the closest, followed by a small white table filled with ornate shampoos and brushes. I spot a tub next to the shower filled with a thick black concauction, almost like tar.

I stand stalk still waiting for instructions. Effie simply nods and slams the entrance door shut.

I observe the room around me and take a seat on the table.

Zeus enters the room carrying a hospital gown.

"Put this on while I wait outside. No undergarments should be left on. Understood?" He asks.

"Yes." I reply.

He throws the hospital gown towards me and I motion him outside.

The hospital gown is soft against my bare skin and makes a shuffling noise as I move.

"Ready!" I call.

Zeus enters the room in seconds. Following behind are three girls absolutely green. Green hair, skin, aprons and heals.

"This is Darla, Delilah, and Delia. They are my assistants. They will clean yoou, paint you and dress you for the opening ceremony's. Good day!" He walks out leaving me with these crazy's.

"You are so lucky! I'd kill to be apart of the games!" Delia says motioning me into the black tub.

I start to climb in still wearing my hospital gown.

"Not so quick!" Darla says.

"Wardrobe off!" Delilah buds in.

I pull of the hospital gown, feeling embarassed at my body, I jump in the tub blushing.

"We've got a chicken!" Delia says laughing.

"A green chicken at that!" Delilah says snorting.

They make me dunk under the concauction and stay under for a full minute seconds. When I come up I am panting and grabbing at every inch of oxygen I can hold in my lungs. My lungs burn like saltwater on an open cut.

I block out their giggles and ask for ear plugs on numerous occations before they stop jabbering like jabberjays and focus on their "Masterpiece."

They skin my legs and scrub my face with soap that burns. Every inch of my body is covered in sticky paper that they rip off with great strength.

I hold back screams as they pull a wire wig brush through my now washed hair. They braid it in several tiny braids and then braid the braids into two french braids that hang upside down making two devil horns on the top of my head. They than wrap the horns into two buns and add extentions to make it look like my hair is cut in half across the back. They braid parts of the extentions and curl others, all while chatting quietly about make up designs. when they finish they place a small top hat on my head that has a piece of lace hanging down from it on the back. Their they attach a small but detailed mockinng jay hairpin to lock it into place on my skull.

Delia does my make up. Black cresent moon lids with white highlights and silver jewls on the corner of my eyes. She glues feather eyelashes over my real and sprinkles small white sparkes onto them. My lips ar painted white making me look ghostly sick and they put black contacts on my eyes to make me look as if I have slid black eyes.

"Are you ready?" Darla asks excitedly.

"Ready for what?" I ask monotoned.

"Your costume!" Delilah answers for Darla.

"Its like they all have one brain." I think to myself.

"Oh everyone has been talking about it!" Delia says.

"I just can't wait to see the expressions on their faces!" Darla say almost crying at the thought.

"Now close your eyes! Until you are dressed and lit." Darla says sounding like a bomb about to burst.

I close my eyes and let them dress me.

Warmth emmits from my back and I begin to wonder why.

"Oh my goodness! It is even better on her than it was on the maniquinn!" One of the girls says this as the others gasp.

They guide me towards what feels like the mirror and have me open my eyes.

"I'm..." I can't even manage to get the words out.

The dress is draped long to the ground with a gray train in the back striped white against the shiny silk. My sleeves droop attaching to the skirt of my dress, them to with a white strip agaiinst gray silk. An ornate corsette squeezes my rib cage and pushes up my breasts, revealing a detailed collar that stands tall jeweled. When I feel my hands across the costume I feel that the silk is actually feathers sown together piece by piece making a silk illusion. A cape tied to my collar carries flames that lick at the sky leaving black smoke behind.

"I'm a Mockinjay." I whisper tearing up slightly.

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The girls turn off my cape and I walk the halls searching for any sign of Max. He appears wearing a gray unitard covered also in feathers, he also has long drooping sleeves that attach to his legs and a cape tied to his smaller collar. His makeup though is much less detailed than mine and his hat is the shape of a mockingjay, instead of plain black like mine, we still seem to be twinning.

I run towards him and embrace him tightly.

"You look beautiful." He whispers in my ear.

"So do you." I say back.

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Our chariot is pulled by two horses with false gray wings and a white stripe on the edge.

The audience gasps, followed by an array of awes, as we errupt from the open doors and onto the street. Max and I catch Roses as the president gives his speech. Our capes not only warm us but manage to distract the audience, silencing their whispers.

We get back to our stylists and they turn off our capes, escorting us back to the little white rooms to change us.

Zeus however stops me before I enter the white room.

"i think that went very well." He says smiling.

"So do I." I reply smiling as well.

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Up a glass elevator... Nah... Up an old rusty unstable elevator... Ding Ding Ding, Correct.

"Is this stable?" I ask.

"That is for... District thirteen?" answered Effie.

"We might as well hop in the glass elevator. For protection."

"I was thinking the same thing."

Everyone agreed so we boarded the glass contraption and walked a flight of stairs to protect ourselves from being killed.

Before grabbing the keys and unlocking the door Aunt Effie went nuts she was so excited,"Now this is a new addition to our new capitol... The presidential sweet! The best spot in town. People pay cabillions to stay here! Are you ready?"

"Cabillions?" Me and max both say sarcastically in sync.

"Ah pish posh." Effie wipes her horrified look up and moves on to unlocking the door.

As we enter I know it was worth the flight of stairs... absolutely positively worth the flight of stairs.

A Ginormous chandelier hangs above the entry way and two sets of round about stairs meet at the top to show a huge balcony with metal stairs to the roof.

Through the doors below the arch the stairs create. Stands a large dining haul... and a bar... Haymitch will enjoy that.

On the far right of the Dining Haul lies an empty hall way just waiting to be investigated and so we do... Into glorious rooms with silk quilted comforters on every bed, Ginormous T.v.'s and absolutely magnificent windows that change scenery with the press of a button.

"Well go on children explore!" Effie worships the wardrobe filled with fur coats at the front of the Dining Haul, "I will be waiting in the lounge... They are playing recaps of the reaping we would like you to see... Did I mention the whole capitol is raving on and on about this?"

"Where exactly is the lounge?" I ask.

"Through those doors." she points to the opposite side of where I am standing in the hallway and I see tremendous golden doors... that room I will investigate later.

I enter my room completely glowing with excitement of having it actually belong to me, everything pink-orange the walls as white as the clouds and the ceiling projected clouds!

And it isn't over not until i have entered the double doors in next to the main door to find a giant Jacuzzi tub and orange tiled shower. A double sink covered in makeup supplies are found opposite the shower and bath and I almost scream... Max does... I can hear it from my corridor and his is across the hall.

"You haven't even seen my favorite part." Zeus presses a button on the magical remote used to control the walls scenery and I see the another door across from my bed fling open.

I walk through slowly to find a entire room filled with evening gowns and shoes of all sorts all in my size. I could see why this is my stylist's favorite.

A Huge mirror is plastered to the northern wall... and I am in heaven!

"MAX!" I run through my door to see him already there.

We smack to the ground instantly and both start cracking up.

"I take it you have seen your room." he says.

"You think." I reply.

"Mine is identical except blue."

He helps me up now that I am spazzing out in a laugh attack on the ground next to him and we walk quickly towards the lounge. While our mouths don't speak our mind's are filled with words.

"Just wait..." Zeus says from behind us, "The capitol always has more."

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Max took one door I took the other and with a push we were submerged in style a T.V. screen as big as a wall and green, everything green, everywhere.

"Well don't sit there with your mouth open you will catch flies... come sit it is time for the reruns. Than back to your rooms for training clothes got it? Good." Of course Effie didn't even let us answer

We both take a spot on the bright green couch and watch as the screen lights up with a face I recognized but couldn't put the name to.

"Who is that?" I ask pointing to the green haired man on the screen.

"That is the one and only Caesar Flickerman!" Effie replies.

"He is still alive I mean I saw him in my history book... But I knew him as history."

"Yes is alive as ever." Effie seemed to be drooling over his image, "Now sh!"

"Wonderful!"

My eyes drifted quickly to the screen as my neck did the same.

"Good afternoon folks and welcome to the Seventy Sixth Hunger Games. Here is our list of tributes this year all from District Twelve!" He turns his face towards the screen behind him.

"Representing District One is The presidents very own daughter Molly Snow." he waits, "Only Twelve and already absolutely stunning... Who can say no to that face. Insiders say she is as sweet as her features." True.

"The male tribute representing this district is Collin Hamn's a local news boy in his neighborhood back in Twelve why isn't he adorable and also twelve. You know with those looks he could persuade anyone into letting him win."

"Representing Two is The Beautiful but Deadly Marielle Johnson, folks say back home she worked on a farm her duty was to kill the chickens before supper. Seventeen one of the older tributes in this games." I bet.

"Two's Male tribute is Chaz Underson... Now that is the face of a prankster... I heard that back in twelve he pulled a trick on at least half the population. He is fifteen and will be sixteen while in the games."

He went on as a took mental notes of every tribute.

Three girl Stella Adams fifteen years

Three boy Marius Mikinlin sixteen years

Four girl Ella Madison fifteen years

Four boy Finnick... Finny... fourteen years

Five girl Clara Hutts seventeen years

Five boy Jackson Masks also seventeen years

Six girl Georgia... Georgie Hensen sixteen years

Six boy Nathaniel Bell eighteen years

Seven girl Grace McGreen twelve years

Seven boy Claudius Lian seventeen years

Eight girl Destiny Beffer thirteen years

Eight boy Dylan Scins thirteen years

Nine girl Terese Jacobs eighteen

Nine boy Ethan Michelle eighteen years

Ten girl Caroline Richards sixteen years

Ten boy Haven Bens eighteen years

Eleven girl Maddie Robbins thirteen years

Eleven boy Micheal Robbins thirteen years

Twelve boy John... Jonny... Fifteen years

Twelve girl Eloise Ellis fifteen years

"Now people we are down to our last two tributes... For the first time in history we have chosen a girl and boy tribute both representing District Thirteen." He adds a fake smile, "And guess who got chosen as the female tribute... The daughter of our very own Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark starstruck lovers for a fact!" an image of my parents making out in a cave appears and then mine does, "Her name is Madge Rose Mellark tough she prefers Rosie... Don't you guys think she is a spitting image of her Aunt who her mother volunteered for?" Suddenly I see my mother walking to the stage and Aunt Prim hooking on to her shouting for her to stop but Mother brushes her off with Gale's help who lifts Prim up as Prim keeps screaming though soon the screams are known only to the distance,"I hope she takes after her mother with a bow and arrow. She is only twelve just turned so yesterday... Let us move on to the male tribute."

"Excuse me..." I run out of the room tears in my eyes, Max follows and stops me in the hallway.

"Are you okay..." He asks cupping my face.

"Max... It is Prim I just... My Mom... I, I can't do this." The afternoon light creates a spotlight on us.

"You're gonna be fine Rosie and remember you have me, I won't let you die."

"And I can't let you." I reply.

I can now see him leaning in... closer and closer until our lips almost touch but he pulls away and instead brings me into my room, shuts the door, and we both slide to the floor, he just holds me there, He brings me to his chest and just hugs me... I drift off into a deep sleep and awake to a knock on the door.

My eyes still wet, I look up to find him just looking at me.

"You better?" he asks.

"Yeah... thanks." I answer.

"I think in the games we should stay apart to help each other from having to kill one another."

"Let's play it by ear."

"You got it."

The knock interrupts our stare at each other.

"Rosie training starts in twenty minutes, are you okay?" It is Zeus.

"Fine thank you." I stand and let him in, "Bye see you at training."

"Did I interrupt something?"

"No he was just calming me down he is like a brother."

"I see... Well standing here doesn't help us get you ready."

He pulls me into a bathing suit fabric shirt and tight pants. On the shirt is a thirteen in gray.

He re braids my hair and sends me off.

The elevator is silent and I am alone, listening to the quiet music that comes from the speaker above my head.

I move out of the elevator and onto the training grounds as silent as a mouse just to find every one of the other tributes aligned in order of height.

authors note:

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