Chapter 15
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Hollan Makhpiya (One stylist)
This time, it was me that was starstruck. I was working with Rhoda Hamilton, the most glamorous District model in Panem. I didn't have to do anything with her. She was already perfect.
Tigris Chatte (Two stylist)
Jason was a beautiful boy. I'd always been fond of beautiful things. Two was the most warlike of the Districts, but combat could still be beautiful. Like a perfectly proportioned, lithely magnificent tiger.
Cilantro Pestle (Three stylist)
"Can you dye my hair red?"
What a novel idea. I wouldn't have thought Quinn was the flamboyant type, but I could work with that. I only hoped he didn't look like a clown. Red would look so flashy with the sleek Three aesthetic. He was going to stand out, which is what I loved.
Rouge Twain (Four stylist)
Shane was a little weird. Most of my Tributes had darker skin. He was all pale and freckly. He kept talking about fighting and stuff, but he looked like a leprechaun. I'd do my best. I took my job very seriously.
Puff Auri (Five stylist)
Sita needed high heels, or she wouldn't be able to see over the chariot. Naturally I had to teach her, because the Districts were so terribly unfashionable. People from Five were supposed to be smart (or was that Three?), but she sure had a terrible time with something as simple as walking. It was good thing she wouldn't move much during the parade. She might not survive if she had to.
Flora Kettle (Six stylist)
"Can I be a race car driver?"
"Oh my goodness best idea ever!"
"Instead of a chariot, can I have a race car?"
"Oh my goodness even better idea!"
I'd have to talk to the parade organizers. They couldn't say no to that.
Baste Marinade (Seven stylist)
"What's Seven like? What's the
"We have a lot of trees," Keylor said.
"What kind of trees?"
"Redwoods, oak... lots of trees," Keylor said.
Mint Goblet (Eight stylist)
Eddin had a boyfriend back home. Poor dear. I hoped he got home to him. It was so hard to find good outfits for Eight. One would think the textile District would be the easiest, but it was hard to work with something so obvious. But I did want to make Eddin look good. He had to get back home.
Filay Spade (Nine stylist)
I was inspired by Tillia. She was like a muse. She was so lovely, like a portrait. I could see the ages peeling away, revealing the heart of beauty. Styles and textures overlapped in my brain as I tried to conceptualize the perfect gown. She was chic. She was divine. Only the finest haute couture for this lovely.
Phoebe Vane
No more cows. Absolutely no more cows. Cows were out. Creativity was in. There was so much more to Ten than cows. Soma and Briar deserved better than cows. They were such nice children. Briar especially liked my confetti. She asked if she could have some. I had plenty, so of course I let her.
Creme Brulee
Lily was eating a donut while I was trying to get her ready. And she was eating like a pig, too. There were crumbs everywhere.
"Excuse me," I said. "Have you never eaten a donut before?"
"No," she said.
"Were you raised in a barn?" I asked.
"Pretty much," she said. District people were so slovenly.
Cuisine Martinique
Allecia sure had some big ideas.
"No way. Other types of governments?"
"Yeah. Ours is the best, of course, but some people have tried different ways," Allecia said.
"Really? Who tried them? I bet it was Hollan. He thinks he's so smart," I said.
"No, not people here. A long time ago," she said.
"Oh, so like Hollan's parents?"
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