Hunger Games Fan Fiction (COLLAB)

In the world of Panem, where Katniss' win never exsisted, its the 75th Annual Hunger Games. Which calls for a Quarter Quell. Just an hour before the reaping, Flora Caverley bumps into Katniss Everdeen. They instantly become best mates... but then the reaping tares everything apart.

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5. The Prep Team (Fianna)

   FLORA POV

I couldn't sleep.

There I said it.

I mean who could? We were about to end up in the Hunger Games, for heaven's sake. Nightmare's haunted me throughout the night if I did get some shut eye. Terrible dreams about the games and my family being killed by a handful of Peacekeepers. I was completely restless. The next morning I dressed up for the occasion of entering the Capitol as Effie had ordered. I slipped on a white lace dress with white flats and brushed my hair so it looked like silk. I pinned the Mockingjay to the ribbon tied tightly around my waist and gave a small smile. I hurried down  the hallway and met with everyone in the dining room. Katniss looked beautiful. She wore a strapless beige that fell just above the knees and beige sandals.Although she looked stunning...... She looked uncomfortable. Then my eyes stumbled across Effie. Outrageous as ever... I helped myself to some pork dumplings and some toast for breakfast, hungry after a long night. As soon as I sat down Effie smiled. " Hello dear! Did you have a good sleep?" She asked. " Yes...." I lied looking over to Katniss, "I see you got the pin." She looked down at the pin resting on her upper chest. " It's lovely. Thank you Flora." Effie clasped her hands together. " It's great to see you girls getting along! I just-" "- Yeah. It is great to see you girls getting along. You should make the most of it, as only one person is coming out." Haymitch sneered as he entered the car with a bottle of alcohol in one hand. I rolled my eyes " Thanks pal. Feeling much, much better about entering the games." I muttered. " Oh Shut up, Fiona..." Haymitch groaned as he helped himself to breakfast. Katniss stood up. " It's Flora, Haymitch. We would feel much better if you weren't our mentor you pathetic fake." Katniss growled. " Miss Everdeen!" Effie cried disappointed in Katniss. Haymitch spun around a sharp knife at Katniss's neck. " HEY! Maybe if you didn't volunteer for your pretty little sister, you wouldn't have me as a mentor! In fact none of you would! I'd suggest you sit down, Katniss Everdeen, or you'd wish you'd never messed with me in the first place." Katniss gulped, sitting back down. I stood up for her and shot daggers into Haymitch's eyes. " Haymitch leave her alone. Go have a drink." " Gladly." Haymitch snarled, making his way over to the fridge. " Um.... look! we're here!" Effie yelled, easing the awkward silence. I rushed to the window, eager to sneak a peek of the Capitol. The train made it's way into the city and large crowds tried to get a wave from us. They all looked as ridiculous as Effie. Effie stood up and brushed her skirt. " Ladies it's your time to shine. Smile when you walk out there, try and get some sponsors." I nodded and checked my pin. Perfect, just the way I like it. The train soon came to a slow stop and crowds began to mob the exit from the train. I stayed close to Katniss and she soon gave me a small smile. The doors slid open and we were greeted by a fairly large crowd. I didn't wave for half the walk, but Katniss gave me a nudge to lighten up. I needed as many sponsors as I could if I wanted to win.....

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Naked.

I was naked around these complete strangers.

My prep team crowded around me as I lay down  on the bench, making mean comments about my figure. They 'Cleaned me up' and I looked in the mirror when they allowed it. If I put on one of those strange wigs (and some strange clothes) I would look exactly like a lady from the Capitol. "Here..." One lady laughed chucking me a robe. I quickly wrapped it around me as another person walked in. He had dark skin and wore simple clothes, he looked pretty plain for my stylist. "Hi.." I stammered, holding out my hand. "I'm Flora." The man nodded and generously accepted. " I know that kid. I'm Cinna... I'll be your stylist for the Quarter Quell." Cinna said. "Thanks." I muttered. " I heard this was your first time as District 12's stylist." I whispered. " Yeah it is, but there will be no mistakes... promise." Cinna laughed, patting me on the shoulder. "Now, District 12.... Coal Miners....." Cinna said. I smirked. " You're not going to dress me up in coal dust are you?" I asked, remembering the time some kids had to go as coal dust. Cinna shook his head. " No, That won't be necessary." Cinna gave a small smile, " Although, you will be on fire.." He said as he jotted something down in his clipboard. " Literally?" My eyes widened. It was a joke! Cinna shrugged. " Oh no. It will only be synthetic. It wouldn't be nice to have real fire now would it?" Cinna smiled. " Wait. You weren't joking?" My jaw dropped when he nodded. " I never joke darling. You will be wrapped in synthetic fire, thanks to a long dress. You'll look amazing Flora." He then gave a tilt of his head. " Is that your real hair?" He asked. I grabbed a strand of my Platinum blonde hair. " I know, I know. I hate it. It's a horrid color and everyone thinks I'm from the Capitol. No offense." Cinna shook his head. "No it's not! It's perfect for the design! Can I dip-dye the ends of your hair black? When I'm done with it, it'll look like you've been bated in coal." Cinna's eyes lit up. I wasn't too sure on the idea of me being wrapped in fire, but I gave a small smile. "Ok.... Well, let's give it a shot!"

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