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Then
silence
.
"
Can
I
open
my
eyes
?
"
I
ask
.
"
Yes
,
"
says
Cinna
.
"
Open
them
.
"
The
creature
standing
before
me
in
the
full-length
mirror
has
come
from
another
world
.
Where
skin
shimmers
and
eyes
flash
and
apparently
they
make
their
clothes
from
jewels
.
Because
my
dress
,
oh
,
my
dress
is
entirely
covered
in
reflective
precious
gems
,
red
and
yellow
and
white
with
bits
of
blue
that
accent
the
tips
of
the
flame
design
.
The
slightest
movement
gives
the
impression
I
am
engulfed
in
tongues
of
fire
.
I
am
not
pretty
.
I
am
not
beautiful
.
I
am
as
radiant
as
the
sun
.
For
a
while
,
we
all
just
stare
at
me
.
"
Oh
,
Cinna
,
"
I
finally
whisper
.
"
Thank
you
.
"
"
Twirl
for
me
,
"
he
says
.
I
hold
out
my
arms
and
spin
in
a
circle
.
The
prep
team
screams
in
admiration
.
Cinna
dismisses
the
team
and
has
me
move
around
in
the
dress
and
shoes
,
which
are
infinitely
more
manageable
than
Effie
's
.
The
dress
hangs
in
such
a
way
that
I
do
n't
have
to
lift
the
skirt
when
I
walk
,
leaving
me
with
one
less
thing
to
worry
about
.
"
So
,
all
ready
for
the
interview
then
?
"
asks
Cinna
.
I
can
see
by
his
expression
that
he
's
been
talking
to
Haymitch
.
That
he
knows
how
dreadful
I
am
.
"
I
'm
awful
.
Haymitch
called
me
a
dead
slug
.
No
matter
what
we
tried
,
I
could
n't
do
it
.
I
just
ca
n't
be
one
of
those
people
he
wants
me
to
be
,
"
I
say
.
