After a 60 hour train ride to the capitol we were finally starting the "festivities" of the games, we were getting prepped for the parade. They had separated the boys and the girls but I hadn't seen who any of my fellow male tributes were, I was just hoping that I would see Leo and Jason.

"Percy Jackson, your stylist is coming soon, we need to make sure you are suitable for him." One of the members of my prep team had said. They had hoses me down, which I had to will my hair to get wet. 

"He's here, joy joy!" The only girl in the team says. A man that was pretty normal looking stepped into the small room, if you could call it that. The only thing extravagant about him was all the piercings he had, and every stud or ring was a different color.

"Hello Percy, my name is Eros." He said.

"Like the Greek god?" I say, if this was the real Eros then this would be more than enough proof that the gods still live.

"Well, I guess that's my namesake, and I'd like to believe that gods watch us, but no, I am not a god." This still didn't persuade me, I had come across 2 gods already and I'm sure the others must've too. "So, me and Annabeth's stylist, Callisto, have worked some designs, and I think that, considering your admiral looks we should feature as much as possible. I just need some measurements and it will be ready for the parade tomorrow." He started measuring me, which was very awkward at times, until he finally marked his last measurement.

Annabeth was apparently put through a lot more than me. She was told she had to look her upmost best to see her stylist. We had talked almost all night and probably would've until we passed out on the couch if it weren't for Mags seeing us at 1 AM. We were on the 4th floor, (because we're district 4) so we never attempted to go to the roof that night.

I woke up to see Octavia in my room. "Good, Eros and your prep team need you down stairs." She sashayed our of the room. I had put on a basic outfit, just a t-shirt and shorts, I hadn't gotten my training clothes yet but I was told they would be given to me after the parade. I had walked to the elevator and down to the prep area. 

"There you are, Annabeth had come almost 30 minutes ago! Hurry, we need to get you dressed!" Eros says to me, half pushing me into the prep room. I was washed again and I got makeup put on me, not much luckily, but still some. Then they guided me to my dressing room. "Here you are, these are your sock and shoes and these are your bottoms."

"Where is the top?" I ask, the small loincloth looking scrap of material hanging from the hanger would barely cover anything, and definitely none of my scars.

"This is it, go put it on. The faster you do the faster you can meet the other tributes." He shuts the door behind me leaving me to change by myself. I wanted to see Annabeth, and hopefully some others. I had walked out, luckily the socks came up to my knees so I felt a little more sheltered. I took a look at the get up for the first time and see it comprised of a mainly seashell based design with colors of coral.

"You look so handsome! You are sure to get so many sponsors." Callisto said. I was directed outside for the first time and see Annabeth. I look around and see some familiar faces... too many though.