Author’s Note: I swear if I didn’t have loyal readers like you guys, I would probably never update. I’m trying my best to whip up new chapters for you guys, but I’m moving back to school in a month so with that and going on vacations with friends it’s hard to just sit and write. BUT because of all of you I force myself to because you’re all awesome and I don’t want to leave anyone hangin’! So here you go! And for those who think the FaceBook group is a good idea, I made an account under the name ‘Alexis Rain’ so if you want then add me and I’ll make a group for this story.
My eyes couldn’t fight to stay open any longer, so I let them close slowly. I heard the heavy thumping of my heart in my chest, filling my quiet hotel room. Or was it the thumping in my legs I heard? Or my arms? Or my feet? I swear that every part of my body was throbbing in pain. It was just a week ago when our plane landed in North Carolina and they wasted no time with getting us into our training routines. I breathed a sigh of relief knowing that the intense workouts were all over.
You know how if you go swimming all day, that when you close your eyes it feels like you’re still in the water? Well right now it feels like I’m shooting a bow and arrow, weird I know. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the door to my hotel room open. As much as I wanted to look who it was, my body refused to listen and kept my eyelids glued shut. I heard a muffled groan as they drew closer. Whoever the groan belonged to was literally dragging their feet towards me. I peeked out of one eye just to make sure the Zombie Apocalypse hadn’t made its way into my room. I looked just in time to see a body crash down onto the foot of my bed, face first.
My cheek muscles even seemed to hurt when I smiled. “Joshhhh,” I whined back.
“I can’t feel my arms,” he mumbled into my comforter.
“Lifting too many sacks of flour, baker boy?”
“I have a new found appreciation for people who work in a bakery.” Josh pushed his face from the blankets and rolled over with a grunt.
I tossed him one of the extra pillows by my head, which I overshot and it landed on the floor next to him.
“Nice catch,” I said sarcastically.
“I couldn’t force myself to reach up and catch it.” He turned his head towards me and stuck out his bottom lip. Josh was the master of the puppy dog pout.
“Drama queen,” I scoffed, tossing him another pillow.
I lay back once again and closed my eyes. It was only 5 o’clock in the evening, so I couldn’t go to bed yet, although I wished I could. I heard the soft, steady breathing of Josh at the end of the bed and I knew he fell asleep. I guess a little nap could never hurt, I thought.
“Wake up, wake up, wake up!”
Was I dreaming about being in Australia right now? I could’ve sworn I heard an Australian accen—
“Josh! Jennifer! Wake up!”
My eyes snapped open to the familiar voice of my Australian co-star, Liam Hemsworth. He’s been here since the first day of training as well, and the three of us have gotten pretty close. Josh knew Liam before he was casted the role of Gale, my best friend in the books. Ironic, isn’t it.
“Liam? How did you get in my room?” I asked confused. Now that I think of it, how did Josh get in here too?
He nodded towards the door, “You left it unlocked. Not a smart idea by the way. If it was Woody who came to get you, he would’ve dumped a bucket of water over your heads.”
“Woody’s here?” Josh perked up. That’s someone who Josh has been dying to meet since we’ve landed.
“Yeah, that’s what I came to tell you. Everyone else has arrived, including the make-up artists,” he smirked while rubbing his hair.
So tonight was the night. The three of us were getting our hair dyed to match our characters. Liam and I are going from blonde to brown, and Josh is going from brown to blonde.
“I’m going to look so weird as a blonde,” Josh pointed out.
I crawled over to where he was now sitting up on the bed. I sat up on my knees behind him and rested my chin on the top on his head, letting my long hair cover his head. Josh reached up and started to run his fingers through it.
“How do I look?” He questioned in a girly voice.
Liam snorted a laugh. “Is your character’s name Peeta, or Patricia?”
“It has to be a name of bread,” I reminded him.
“Pancake,” Liam grinned.
Josh dramatically threw one section of my hair over his shoulder. “You’re all just jealous,” he said still talking in his girl voice.
We broke into a fit of laughter before we caught our breaths and followed Liam to a different room in the hotel. We walked through doors that lead to a suite, which some of the staff and producers were all sharing together. Inside were members of the cast we had already met at training, such as some of the actors playing the Tributes like Alexander Ludwig who’s playing Cato, and Isabelle Fuhrman who’s going to be Clove. The others we hadn’t met were in the small kitchen, talking to Gary. Josh and I walked towards them as Liam joined in a conversation with Alex.
“Ah, there they are.” Gary said smiling.
He turned to his left and extended his arm, “Josh, Jennifer, this is Woody Harrelson, Elizabeth Banks, and Lenny Kravitz.”
“Hello,” I said, taking turns with Josh to shake their hands.
“I heard we were having a hair party tonight.” Elizabeth enthused.
“Wait until they see your wig,” Lenny teased.
Woody took a sip of the drink he had in hand. Yes, he was going to be the perfect Haymitch. “So, I’m curious. Are you really best friends?” A suspicious little half-smile curved his lips.
“Of course they are,” Elizabeth said.
“Just best friends?” He asked with his eyebrows arched.
I felt heat rush to my cheeks. Was asking if we were more than friends? I looked down at fumbled with my fingers. Why would he think that? I’ve never seen Josh as anything but a best friend. But maybe…..my thoughts trailed off into a different direction before I quickly snapped myself out of it.
Josh coughed out a laugh that sounded a bit strained, “Yes.”
I looked at him from the corner of my eye and watched him unconsciously scratch the back of his head, something that he does when he’s nervous. But why was he nervous?
“It’s time,” a female voice said dragging me out of my own thoughts.
While we were busy talking, our make-up artists set up the hair dying station in the bathroom. The bathroom was quite large so they had set up the dye on the counter and placed a chair in the middle of the room. Liam, Josh, and I trailed behind them and sat on the edge of the bathtub, me being squished in the middle of the two.
“Okay, so we’ll do one at a time. Josh, you’re first.” The woman gestured to the chair.
“Blondes have more fun,” Liam teased as Josh took a seat.
“We’ll see about that,” he responded.
I watched the bleach cover his dark brown hair, and his eyebrows too. He gave a nervous grin when his entire head was covered in dye, and switched places with Liam who was next. I studied his appearance and wondered what the result would look like. As I focused on his face, Woody’s question popped back in my head. I wonder who else had wondered that too? Was I that oblivious to how Josh and I act together? Do we act like a couple? So many questions were rushing through my mind all at once. Josh took notice to my staring and gave me a questioning look.
“I’m just trying to picture you as a blonde,” I said with half the truth.
He looked at his watch, “In an hour you won’t have to picture it anymore.”
“Is everybody ready?” Gary called into the suite.
Everyone gathered around the bathroom, and it was time to wash the dye out to reveal our new look. We were going to do it in the same order the dye was put on, so Josh crouched down and turned on the taps in the bathtub and stuck his head underneath it. He stood up and gave his head a little shake, sending drops of water in every direction.
“And Peeta is born!” Alexander spoke first and everyone cheered.
Liam was now bent down under the tap, while Josh came and stood beside me after looking at his appearance in the mirror.
“What do you think?” He whispered.
I pursed my lips as I took in his whole appearance. “Honestly, I wouldn’t stick with it as a permanent look, but you make the perfect Peeta.” I said smiling.
When Liam finished everyone cheered as well, giving their comments about his new look. Now it was my turn. I stuck my head under the warm water, the dye washed off in a dark brown waterfall off my head. I dried off the access water that was pooling at the bottom of my hair with a towel and turned to face everyone.
“I love it!” Elizabeth squealed.
“It really suits you, Jennifer.” Lenny said.
I listened to the rest of the opinions before the crowd gathered back into the living room, while others filed off to bed.
I looked into the mirror. It was all becoming real, I wasn’t looking into the eyes of Jennifer Lawrence, I was looking into the eyes of Katniss Everdeen.
The rest of the cast that were straggling around the suite also left for the night. We all needed to get a good night’s sleep for filming early tomorrow. Josh and I said our goodbyes and headed back to our rooms. We headed in the same direction because his was just a couple doors down from mine. He walked with his hands in his pockets like he usually does, reminding me that he was still the same old Josh even with his new appearance. When we got to my door he stopped too as I searched for my keys.
“Tomorrow’s the big day,” he said.
I found my key and turned the door knob.
I rested against the door frame, “It doesn’t seem real yet.”
Josh nodded,” I know.”
I chewed on my lip, unsure of what to say next. “Well looks like I should get to bed.”
“I should probably get some sleep too.”
I gave him a smile before I turned and walked into my room. Something caught the door before it shut all the way. It was Josh’s hand.
He looked like he was about to speak, but stopped himself.
He shook his head, “Nothing. Goodnight, Katniss,” Josh said with a smirk.
My smile faded away as I shut the door. Was I nervous for filming? What else could explain these butterflies in my stomach?