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prep team; followed by the escort; the stylist; the mentor; and finally the victor。 Only this year; with two victors who share both an escort and a mentor; the whole thing has had to be rethought。 I find myself in a poorly lit area under the stage。 A brand…new metal plate has been installed to transport me upward。 You can still see small piles of sawdust; smell fresh paint。 Cinna and the prep team peel off to change into their own costumes and take their positions; leaving me alone。 In the gloom; I see a makeshift wall about ten yards away and assume Peetaˇs behind it。
The rumbling of the crowd is loud; so I donˇt notice Haymitch until he touches my shoulder。 I spring away; startled; still half in the arena; I guess。
¨Easy; just me。 Letˇs have a look at you;〃 Haymitch says。 I hold out my arms and turn once。 ¨Good enough。〃
Itˇs not much of a pliment。 ¨But what?〃 I say。
Haymitchˇs eyes shift around my musty holding space; and he seems to make a decision。 ¨But nothing。 How about a hug for luck?〃
Okay; thatˇs an odd request from Haymitch but; after all; we are victors。 Maybe a hug for luck is in order。 Only; when I put my arms around his neck; I find myself trapped in his embrace。 He begins talking; very fast; very quietly in my ear; my hair concealing his lips。
¨Listen up。 Youˇre in trouble。 Word is the Capitolˇs furious about you showing them up in the arena。 The one thing they canˇt stand is being laughed at and theyˇre the joke of Panem;〃 says Haymitch。
I feel dread coursing through me now; but I laugh as though Haymitch is saying something pletely delightful because nothing is covering my mouth。 ¨So; what?〃
¨Your only defense can be you were so madly in love you werenˇt responsible for your actions。〃 Haymitch pul