Just a Capitol Girl

[Charlotte Anderson]

Charlotte watched the people busing around the Capitol. Most of which, looking forward to the Hunger Games coming up again. Or, they're at least looking forward to watching it anyways, no one in the right mind would ever enter this game. Then again, people were randomly chosen. Though, it made her wonder, was she in the right mind? She wanted to join these games, even if it was to just get away from everything. She was sick of being a city girl and wanted to be something more, she knew that there was a more adventurous life in store for her, which is why she wanted to join the games.

Her family, on the other hand were less then exited about her dream. Her brothers were worried that she'll actually get in, and her parents... aren't usually there to say anything about it. But, if they were, she was sure that they wouldn't allow her. But, as of that time, her brothers could do nothing to stop her. It wasn't like she had many friends to go to. Other people her own age weren't very fond of her. The girl was too quiet, she didn't stand up for herself, and she was too easygoing for her own good. She knew that it wasn't fair, but by the time she grew a back bone no body wanted to be her friend anyways. She didn't care too much though, friends would slow her down anyways. It was odd though, a sixteen year old girl without friends. Without any friends, not too many people have ever heard of such a thing, it just wasn't a very usual occurrence.

The girl shrugged it off, she didn't care what other people thought of her anyways. As she walked along the sidewalk she followed no one, but for some odd reason her feet lead her to the place she wanted to be. She wanted to be at the training grounds, but she didn't want to just visit, she wanted to be there in the games not watching the games, and not visiting them. She sighed taking everything in. Why wouldn't anyone want to be a part of it? She couldn't think of a reason, but that was only her. Everyone overlooked her, a capitol girl. That's all she was, but she refused to believe that that was all she was born to be, the girl shook her head. She was meant to be something more, but not knowing what was hard for her.

Charlotte jumped hearing something behind her. "H-hello?" She asked timidly. She wasn't used to anyone following her, or maybe they were there to just take in what will be fuller, either way she didn't want anyone to be unknown around there. There weren't many people, and she wasn't the most skilled fighter. "Wh-who's th-there?" She asked biting her lip looking around for something to grab in case she couldn't get away without fighting it, whoever or whatever it was.

[Cinna the Penguin]

Oliver sat in the dark room, tears rolling down his face. This was the last place. The last place he had seen his son alive. They had been training. His son's name had been selected, and as the former Games winner of District 9, he had no choice but to try to make sure he was fully ready.

A noise brought him back to the present and he looked around. A girl's voice broke the silence. She must of heard him. He wiped his tears away and tried to make sure he looked like he was "happy". He walked towards the sound until he stood before the girl.

"Hello there." he smiled. "Sorry if I scared you."

[Charlotte Anderson]

Charlotte looked at the older man almost seemingly judging him carefully. He seemed nice enough, but even in the Capitol nothing was as it seemed. She knew that more then alot of people. Alot of people seemed nice, but everyone who did seemed to have their inner demons. She shrugged it off still staring at the man.

A smile tugged onto the girls face, or at least she tried to smile. She could tell he had been crying. It was hard to miss the streams on his face leading from his eyes. Though, it wasn't that noticeable if someone wasn't paying attention. "I-it's alright" She said timidly. She didn't want to ask about why he was crying, in case it hit a nerve. She wasn't very good at confronting people about their feelings, and she wasn't about to start trying then.

[Cinna the Penguin]

Oliver looked at the girl in front of him. She was younger than him obviously. Possibly still young enough to be in the Games. "So what are you doing here at the Training Center? It's not often I see any new people here."

[Charlotte Anderson]

Charlotte gave the man a small smirk. "I-I'm not exactly new here" She stuttered out. She was a little ashamed of where she lived. She hated being in the Capitol for many reasons. It was boring, the people were overly kind, they change themselves threw surgery, and many more reasons. But one of the most prominent would be the Hunger Games. Charlotte personally wanted to be in them, but knew that she would be killed within the first day because of being weak. The Capitol puts the districts against each other just for entertainment. The girl didn't like to watch it much, but she did like to cheer for the contenders to get out alive.

The girl noticed that she was stuck in her own thoughts again and shook her head muttering a small sorry, but not knowing if he heard her. "I-I was just going out for a walk I guess" She said timidly. That was one thing that she hated about herself, she could talk and act in front of Capitol people, even tell them off, but she got pretty quiet and shy around wanderers and district people. Was she afraid? Even she didn't know the answer to that.

[Cinna the Penguin]

Oliver was a bit confused when she said she wasn't new here. "Hmmm...well I certainly haven't seen you around. Though there are so many people in the Capitol it's hard to keep one ugly face from the next." he said with a smile at the girl's comment.

He gave a small frown at the girl sayng she was going for a walk. Who takes a walk where 23 children are guaranteed to die every year? Unless she had a reason like he did, but she just look too...innocent to have a sad reason for coming. Whatever the reason, Oliver chose not to press on her reasons, hoping she would kindly return the favor.

"How rude of me, a gentleman should always introduce himself. I'm Oliver, District 9. And you are?"

[Charlotte Anderson]

The girl gave a small smile. "W-well I guess I don't come here th-that often" She said timidly. She didn't even think to ask if he was telling her if she was ugly. She was pretty sure that the man meant well anyways. And, she hoped that he meant the people who alter themselves, because she wasn't too fond of the thought of dying her skin the color blue.

Charlotte was glad that he let her 'just out for a walk' excuse go. Normally a Capitol person would get to the bottom of it. But, she knew from before that he was certainly not from the Capitol. Not from him telling her, but there was just something about him that didn't seem Capitol-like.

The girl blushed as if she was embarrassed. She forgot to give him her name. It would have been nice if he did, but she would have to introduce herself. "Er, I-I'm Charlotte, from the C-Capitol." She said warily. Her father would often tell her that most District people didn't like many from the Capitol, but she wasn't sure if he just wanted her to stay in the Capitol or if he was lying. Either way she was pretty wary at that point.

[Cinna the Penguin]

Oliver gave a small smile to the girl. She was obviously scared, nervous, of just shy. Than she said she was from the Capitol. That ruled out shy to Oliver, these people are the complete opposite of shy.

"The Capitol, huh? I wouldn't have noticed by looking at you. If you don't mind me saying, you're more beautiful than any of those disfigured freaks I'm used to dealing with. And don't let anyone tell you otherwise." he added the last part off of experience.

Most Capitol dwellers he knew would pick on a girl like her who lived in the Capitol but didn't have all kinds of surgeries to modify her appearance.

[Charlotte Anderson]

The girl bit her lip smiling at what the guy said to her. He wasn't so bad. Maybe, most people from districts weren't what her father had suggested. Though, she wasn't sure if that was true, so far it hadn't seemed truthful. Charlotte knew that she would remember that the next time someone suggests her going to get surgery. Her older brothers have had something done to them at least once, and one of her younger brothers had also changed his appearance. She was the only one who didn't believe in it, and was teased because of it.

Though, she didn't believe in surgeries to alter her appearance she didn't think she was anywhere near beautiful. She was boring and knew it. Black hair, hazel eyes, pale skin. It was nothing out of the ordinary. Lots of people had black hair and hazel eyes, and her skin was too pale. The girl could easily get a sunburn and wouldn't be able to tan at all. Though, she wasn't going to fix that with surgery.

"Th-thanks" Charlotte said her smile widening. There was definitely something different about this man. He was kind and knew enough about the Capitol, especially for someone from way down in District 9. It made her wonder if he had a reason to be there before hand. Maybe he was a part of the hunger games. She was sure that he could have won when he was of age. Though, that was something that was bothering her. Why was someone from District 9 at the Capitol. She didn't mind, but she was just curious. "Um, i-if you don't mind me asking, Oliver" She started wondering if she should have called him sir as a sign of respect rather then the name he said. "W-well, what are you doing way down here at the Capitol?" The girl asked un-surely, starting to wonder if she should have asked at all.