The 73rd Annual Hunger Games- Chapter 7"No, no you can't limp dear."
Soren tells me this as I try to shuffle around in a pair of high heels he's given me to practice walking in.
"I know I know, tall and straight." I sigh
"With grace, like you're walking on air."
Soren makes it sound easy but I doubt he's ever had to walk in a pair of three-inch heels. I would rather walk around in flat shoes but as Soren tells me, tonight is all about presentation. I have to look better than I ever have in my life. That seems like a lot to live up to, especially since we'll be broadcast all across Panem. This will be also the first my family sees of me in days. Corin too. All dolled up ready for the slaughter.
Soren makes me walk until I have an acceptable stride and hands me over to Johanna. Essentially it is Johanna's job to mold us into something the audience will like. We try a few personas like funny or sexy, which is a total failure and turns out to be more humorous. Judging by my performance at the pa