I don't feel like going out of my room, still I have to go eat breakfast.
The food is delicious and I eat as much as possible. After that I avoid Micah and watch other reapings.

District 1 and 2 are volunteers, the one that got my attention was Lena from 2 who was just 13 and Cassidy who was 14.
District 4 were also volunteers, Alice and Vivan both were happy to join the games.
From other districts the ones that got my attention were the District 9 girl with one blind eye, very big and strong guy from 10 with a scar on his face and also brave District 12 Maya who volunteered for her sister.

I'm sure that the careers are a big threat along with the District 10 guy. However, I need some allies. I might use so help but I have to chose someone I can trust. Maybe that blind eye girl? There's one person who would immediately agree to be allies with me.
Micah.
No, anyone but him.
After thinking about it, I don't think there's anyone that I can trust. This is a killing game after all, only one lives.

Almora told me to get out of my room, she said that Damian wanted to meet with me and Micah.

As we walked, I took a look at her appearance. Big circles under her eyes from drugs and lack of sleeping. Long curly dark brown hair, very messy.
She is not an ugly lady, even her name is pretty. I try to imagine her on interview or parade when she was just a little girl. On her preset interviews she has covered the circles and her hair is all done. I bet she used to get sponsors because of how she looked.

Finally we got to the room where Micah already was.
"Where's Damian?" I asked.
"He'll be there in a minute."
I sat down as far as I can from Micah. I didn't even looked him in the eyes.
"Violet," Again he wanted to talk with me.
"Look, I know that you hate me so Damian said that if you want he can mentor us separately."
That idea made me quite happy but still I wasn't sure about it.
"But if you want we can form an alliance. You know survival and I don't however I'm stronger so I can help you with bigger opponents."
"You think I wouldn't be able to fight those?"
"Ofcourse not, that's not what I meant-"
"It's okay, I'm just playing with you." I smirked.
He looked quite relieved when he heard that.
"Violet, I know that I have no idea how it is when someone dies for you and I'll never will but that's why I want to help you."
"I don't want your sister's sacrifice to happen in vain."

I didn't expect him to say that. He actually cares about my loss, he cares about my sister's death. Maybe I was wrong about him?

"What if I become allies with you and you end up being a traitor?" I ask him.
"Then you can throw a knife at me." He smiles and I laugh.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting." Damian walked in to the room.
He sat infront of us and I moved closer to Micah.
"So do you want to be mentored separately?" He asked.
"No, we're good." I reply.

...

I'm still not sure about trusting him but I know that if anything happens I am clever enough to protect myself.
We arrived to the Capitol and finally left that train. I hate travelling, it's exhausting.

Then the stylist group, started shaving all parts of my body. They washed my hair with different chemicals and out different creams on my face.
"You're a very pretty lady!" That's what they kept repeating.
"Finally, a tribute that takes care of their good looks! You don't even wanna know how Damian looked when he got there."
I wonder how did he looked. I don't know anything about Micah's past life. I know that now Damian is a victor and can't afford looking bad.

When they all left the stylist came in. A short blond haired lady on high heels.
"Alright, what we have here!" She walked up to me.
"You two are gonna look gorgeous in costumes that I designed!"

...
A day later we had our parade costumes.
I had a long dress with painted rails on them. I had a long scarf that looked like a train. It was long enough to be all over me. I had some silver make up and my hair was in a high ponytail.
"You look pretty." Micah said.
"Don't even say that, they all have been telling me that all the time. It's starting to annoy me."

Micah had a similar outfit to my except he had a suit.

"Damian said that we should be ourselves."
"What exactly that means?" I ask him.
"You're being cold but confident and I'm just being nice."
I laugh and then they tells us to get on the platform.

We walk on it and the parade begins. The crowd cheers happily.
We stood confidently without waving.