The tribute parade, that's just sick. They want us to parade ourselves before everyone except one of us dies? I see the carriage carrying the district 1 tributes begin to move, and the crowd roars!

Dominic runs up to us and says...

"Remember, please the crowd, look like you want to be here".

I'm glad he reminded us, I would have forgotten.

"Oh yasss, of corse I want to be here", Scarlette mimicked in the stupid Capitol accent, so that only Dominic and I could hear her.

We both burst out laughing and get many stares from the stylists and District escorts. Dominic just smiles at us. It was good to let all my worries free for a bit and laugh a little.

Our carriage starts to pull us forward towards the sea of Capitol people. Still amused by Scarlette's comment, I put on a smile and wave brightly at the crowd. I notice there are two massive screens that I'm guessing would show what the people watching on the tv would see. My grandfather would be watching on the old rusty one we have at home. I'm surprised it still works actually.

Everyone's carriages follow District 1's in a large loop and come to a stop. I'm amazed at how trained the horses are. I look at the screen as the camera zooms into each districts tribute one by one. I notice some of the tributes take on the same tactic as Scarlette and I, by waving and smiling. Although, I do notice that some look very forced. Other tributes wear faces showing annoyance, loathing, fear, sadness, and so on. I really don't blame them.

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I'm relieved when the tribute parade is over. Scarlette and I get leaded to what Dominic told us was the training centre. I have to admit that the elevator is pretty cool. You just press the level you want to go to and it shoots you straight up to the level. I'm told we will be staying at level 6. That makes sense, seeing as that's the number of our district.

The rooms are even more fancy than our rooms on the train. There is a very large white puffy sofa and in front of that is an oak wood coffee table and in front of that is the largest flat screen tv I've ever seen! Then there's the dining table which already has food laying out on it for dinner. Now I come to think of it, I am rather hungry after todays events. Scarlette and I make eye contact before we both begin to walk over to the table. Just before we get a chance to sit down Scarlette's stylist screeches...

"Arh, no, you can't start eating until you have your costumes off! My goodness you two!"

My stylist furiously nods his head to agree and then says, "Dominic will show you to your rooms."

Scarlette walks very close to the table as she heads in Dominic's direction, who is ready to show us to our rooms. Although when she reaches the end of the table she trips on her high heels and grabs the end of the table cloth for support. The whole table cloth shifts (which I am very surprised it could do under the weight of all the food) and plates and bowls of food crash onto the floor, splattering the white fluffy carpet, the seats, and all over Scarlettes dress.

"Oops, sorry! My bad", she says and proceeds as if nothing happened.

A few people wearing waitress uniforms rush out from the kitchen and begin to clean up the mess. I look at the faces of the the stylists and it is a priceless sight. They look absolutely shell shocked! They can't even speak. There mouths just open and close like goldfish.

As we walk down the corridor towards our rooms slightly behind Dominic, Scarlette whispers, "that was no accident". I laugh to myself. So my district partner is a bit of a troublemaker.

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A/N - Now Scarlette's character is starting to come out. Would you dare do something like what she did?

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