I wake up, look over at the clock and groan. Any minute now Effie will be knocking on my door to announce that it was another "Big, big, big day!" in that awful Capitol accent.

I almost liked Effie, honestly. It wasn't her fault that she was born into the privileged life of The Capitol, while I was born in the Seam of District 12, the poorest and most ill equip District in Panem.

In truth, we are only ill equip because no one ever takes the time to train us. I know it's illegal to train ahead of time, but everyone knows that there are underground schools, mostly in District's 1, 2, and 4 that prepare the Careers for the arena.

We don't even start preparing for our shifts in the mines until we are 18, and only then do we learn how to use a pick axe...a skill that might be useful in the arena. No 18 year olds are ever reaped and none volunteer. In most years the tributes from our District don't survive the bloodbath.

Our "mentor" Haymitch Abernathy managed to win but for the life of me I don't know how he did it. I dare not even try to bring that topic up, not even in his mostly sober state. He would most likely say something to the effect of "That's none of your business, sweetheart."

I groan again when I hear the knock on the door, but when I don't hear Effie's voice I sit up and wait. After a moment I watch the handle turn and I'm greeted by sight of Cinna, my stylist.

I have never been the type of girl who pays attention to boys. The only boy I have any regular dealings with is Gale and I don't think of him in any romantic way at all. In fact I don't think of any boys in that way.

Cinna is in his late 20's maybe early 30's. He is tall, with skin like melted chocolate, a strong jaw line, and very masculine features. He wears his hair in a military style cut. Today he is wearing a pale orange silk shirt and a dark red vest with black slacks.

I have to admit to myself that I am almost glad that I have him for my stylist. I am still in awe of how they turned me from a simple girl from the Seam into Katniss Everdeen, the girl on fire.

"Good Morning Cinna." I mean to smile but my mouth has other ideas, I let out a yawn and quickly cover my mouth as I feel my cheeks grown warm. I know that my face is now a bright scarlet color.

I hear Cinna laugh and I feel my whole body relax and I find myself laughing too.

"It's a good thing you're not Effie, she would've been shocked." Again he laughs and again I relax.

"So how is my girl on fire this morning?"

I roll my eyes and stretch out my arms over my head. "I've never slept in a real bed before, it's nice."

It's true back home I have this thin piece of foam that sits on the floor, it is not at all like the coils and thick padding of this bed.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. Would you mind if we had a private breakfast this morning? I want to go over some ideas for your interview."

My interview with Caesar Flickerman is tonight. I have already been told by Haymitch that I am as likable as a dead slug and I know that Effie think I am hopeless.

Cinna comes out of my private bathroom and gives me a warm smile as he takes my hands in his and gives them a gentle squeeze.

"I've drawn you a bath. Relax and soak. I've laid out something for you to wear and I will return with the artist who will help me with your look for tonight. You will be stunning but you must trust me and him Katniss." He places a kiss to my forehead and quickly exits the room.

I walk into the bathroom and I'm amazed. The lights dimmed to a soft orange that's enhanced by the glow of what seems like a million tiny candles. The air is heavy with the smell of lavender and pine and floating on the surface of the water are katniss flowers. I slip into the water and let the warmth wrap around me.

The outfit Cinna left for me is beautiful but comfortable at the same time. A pair of dark jeans that hug my legs and a silk tunic top that is a dark orange at the top and fades to a pale orange at the bottom. I feel like I'm wrapped in sunlight.

I comb out my wet hair and leave it hanging loose, at Cinna's asking. I exit the bathroom and for a moment my heart stops.