The game is called paranoia. Everyone gets a name. The object of the game is to 'kill' that person. This time, the game was taken too far. And now, someone has to die.

The Nightingale brothers were inseparable. You could never find one without the other, they were so close yet completely different. But things begin to change. New people enter their lives new feelings. Can they survive and stand against the world that would force them away? Will they fight for what they truly want or let it slip through fingers because of others views? Can love really withstand all? Am I really shitty at writing descriptions? Yes, yes I am. It doesn't matter. WHAT MATTERS IS THAT YOU READ MY STORY OR I'LL HAVE MY FRIEND EAT YOUR PICKLES!!!!!!! AND SHE WILL DO IT!!

Any girl of sixteen always dreams of getting her first "serious" boyfriend. So she can actually experience the hard grip of true love. But Miss Victoria Night has already had that feeling for a while. But even though she's already felt that strong emotion, she's never experienced something as strong as death in it's cruelest form- when it takes away the one you feel strongly for. When death's hand claims Jack Sommers after Victoria moves away, she's crushed. But not for long... Because he's began reappearing and it's not in his normal form. He seems a little... transparent. Aren't ghosts transparent? AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story will be updated every day of October because it is my "October story." The date in the story is not the same date as the chapter. Each chapter title is the date it was posted. Then you'll know whether to expect another update that day. This story is in the Watty Awards 2011. Your votes/tweets/likes/comments/fanning is very appreciated.