A Title?

How about we get an actual title? Requests? Suggestions?

Epilogue

It’s been a year since my world had been uprooted and then tossed out the window. Everything I knew, or at least what I thought I knew, was a lie.

Chapter 11

 I woke in a large, sea green room, the ceiling hanging low.

Chapter 10

“Hey, Seven,” I called up. “Do you like trees that much? Why don’t you come down here? I’ll tell you where Logan is.”

*Update*

As of late, I have finished this story.
HOWEVER:
I need to get the last of it up, and add the little details I added VERY late last night.
In the meantime, just stay put, keep calm, and wait for the mind-bending end that will make you question Caroline's past.

KEEP POSTED!

Chapter 9

The days pass, and then a week had flashed by in continuous monotony. Only one death had occurred the whole week and the Gamemakers must be getting kind of antsy for some more bloodshed.

Chapter 8

“Your hair’s going to be a problem, Caroline.” Jake pulled me down to earth and I fumbled to a stop.

Chapter 7

Bright dawn light woke me alone with a prodding in my ribs. “Come on; time to go.” Jake wouldn’t stop jabbing me until I grabbed his hand.

Chapter 6

“So, Logan, we’ve all heard about the seven you got in training. How does it feel to be beaten by a girl, nonetheless by the girl from 12?” the interviewer asked. I growled, sinking lower into my seat.

Chapter 5

I've never taken it off because it was such a special day for me. Jake and I liked to play this game where one of would leave a note at the other’s house in a place where they would see it quickly and they would follow the cryptic message on where to meet.