BEEP!
I jerk awake and throw my pillow across my apartment.
I look around my apartment then I hear the beeping again.
The phone on the nightstand sounds again.
I pick up the phone and ask slowly, "Hello?"
"Hey Katilynn." says the voice on the other line.
Immediately my heart races and an uncontrollable smile covers my face.
"Hi." I say back, picturing a boy with blonde hair on the other end of the phone.
"I hope you had fun last night. So anyway. I'm going to be at training a little late today I have to do a few things. I promise I'll be there though, okay?"
"Okay. Why are you telling me that you'll be late?" I ask.
Collin let out a small chuckle. "Just to make sure that you don't call the Trisha to send out a search team to come and find me."
"And why exactly would I do that?" I ask.
I already know the answer to that question, and Collin seems to have to have figured it out too.
"Because you'd miss me, that's why." Collin says.
I can feel Collin's smirk just about as much as I can feel my own cheeks heat up.
"Okay, well I guess I'll just see you at training. Whenever you may show up." I say.
"Sounds good." Collin says.
Silence goes by.
"Well are you going to hang up?" I ask Collin after about 7 minutes of silence.
"I was waiting for you to actually." Collin says.
"Fine." I say.
I pull the phone away from my ear while I'm in the motion to hit the end button I hear Collin say "I love y-".
My finger connected with the end button and Collin's message got cut off.
"WAIT!" I say aloud even though no one can hear me.
I just hung up on Collin when he was saying he loved me! OH MY GOD.
Way to go hot shot.
What?! I didn't mean to!
Now fully alert, I get out of bed and get ready for training. I'll have to apologize to Collin when we get to training.
Quickly, I rip my hairbrush through my hair and braid it down my back.
Opening up my drawers, I notice how little clothes I have. Something silver catches my eye. I move my clothes to the side and stare at the charm.
Rebel.
I haven't worn the bracelet since I first got here. Until now.
I clip the bracelet onto my wrist and pull out a green t-shirt with white streaks across it. I picked up the shirt when I went shopping with Alika. Walking into the tiny laundry room, there's a pile of unfolded but clean clothes on top of the washing machine. A pair of jeans is the first thing I see, so I quickly slip those on and go to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Once I finish that, I pause and look at myself in the mirror.
I notice the difference between the girl I would have seen months ago and the girl I see standing before the mirror now. Both girls have the brown/red hair and grey eyes. However this girl has more strength in her arms and legs. She has a long scar running down her arm from a bunch of boys who tried to kill her.

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I'm Alive [CANCELED]
Teen FictionWhen you turn 18 you're an offical "adult" and that's great, right? Not from where I come from. Once you turn 18, you die. Well, not everyone is killed. They draw only 25 names of boys and girls from my hometown who live. If you aren't picked then b...