Just some text messages between the gang, me, my friends, and some Hunger Games tributes. The Hunger Games part doesn't come in until about chapter 70.

Now that Erin is back in 2019, she will do anything to get back to the gang. And she will do anything to get her friends to believe her. But will she ever make it back to Tulsa? Will she move on and accept that 'it didn't happen'? What will her friends think when they finally know the truth, and how they cope with it? What will be next for Johnny and Erin?

Erin Williams has loved The Outsiders ever since she first read it. She can't seem to get it out of her head. She wishes she could make the life of the boys inside better. She wishes to change it. Little does she know that some wishes can come true. No matter how big or small

Autumn volunteered to participate in The Hunger Games, and so does one her closet friends. But how will they survive the Games? Will there be romance between them? Or will survive by a brother sister relationship? But the real question is this: who will win?

SEQUEL TO IMAGINARY FRIENDS Morgan and Ponyboy got married and had a kid, same with the other members of the gang. They've all stayed close like they wanted. Dandelion, Morgan's daughter, and her friends never knew who Morgan's "imaginary friends" were and where they are. They are determined to find out, no matter how many books they have to read. But Dandelion is different from her Mom. And the decisions she makes can ruin her life and her family's lives if she doesn't chooses wisely.

Morgan Henderson had a normal childhood. Like all children she had imaginary friends. But what if they weren't imaginary. She found out that her "imaginary friends" came from books. From books that she loved. Since she's older she has to read more at school, even if she doesn't want to. After years with no imaginary friends, she finds seven boys who might help her with her situation.

Two girls get stranded on an island. How will they escape? Who survives? Join Lucy and Jenny in their adventure for survival.

I think there was a part of me , that knew.... That knew I was different, but not a good different, a horrible different. The kind of different you turn away as you discribe who, and what I am. Part of me knew all along that I wasn't the hero, in fact now I know for sure I was the villain all along.