Chapter III : The Train
My stylist is amazing me to death. Her capitolness with the make-up and surgery she looks like a tiger, and is it just me or she has an edge of purring at the end of every sentence? That kind of got me to trust her for her sharp style. For the opening ceremonies we’ll probably wear fish because we fish in our district as always. “Are we going to be half-naked shrimp?” I ask sarcastically “No, No instead of sea food we focus on where they come from, and they come from...” I see her almost smile as she see’s my face “Yes”. And she starts with the makeup that brings out the blue in my eyes.

I am Fluent and Calm yet Frightening and Strong.

Author's Note: Do not notify. Sorry for the short chapter, promise it will get intresting.
Preview: Strong and Fierce as we ride out we are the center of attention we wave to sponsors taking all eyes off the other districts in front and behind us every 4 chariots.