Heart's Games

Heart's Games

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"Stop looking at me like that!" I exclaimed at my three roommates. Fanny, Claire, and Grace stood quiet as they all looked down, glancing away from me. "Like what?" Fanny said in a bare whisper, too scared to look back up. She still managed to take a glance, giving me that same look. "Like that! Like if what they said is true! Like if I were a murderer...like if I were a criminal!" "But you are, Katherine. You are a criminal," Grace said with a tone of disappointment. "And not just you, but so are we. Because we've been sneaking into the principal's office, into places that are restricted, we've been failing all the rules and worst...we've been dealing with a psychopath! We have done things I never imagined doing. We have turned into criminals." ~*~*~*~*~*~ Katherine Solomon is a sixteen-year-old girl who accepts a scholarship to a boarding school specialized in music. She leaves her best friend/soul mate, Harold Avenue, to pursue her dream in music. Over there, like if adapting to the new school wasn't hard enough, she receives some terrible news. Harold's...gone? But even though everyone thinks Harold is dead, some things just beg to differ. Harold is more alive than ever...and not alone. And so isn't Katherine. Now, they have to relive Kate's past to answer the questions that are put in to this game: Who is Freddie Heart? What could have happened to him? What are his real intentions and what does he have to do with this conspiracy? But sometimes, the best beats you can hear are the ones that come from the heart. Better yet, the ones that come from Heart's games. NOTE: VERY IMPORTANT: THE FIRST TWO CHAPTERS ARE...WELL...HOW CAN I PUT IT NICELY? CRAP. I MEAN, THEY'RE NOT REALLY THAT BAD, BUT THEY'RE KIND OF LIKE AN INTRODUCTION FOR KATE'S NEW LIFESTYLE. FETUS ME WROTE THEM. I WILL TRY TO CHANGE IT AS SOON AS I AM DONE WITH THE BOOK. I SWEAR I'VE TRIED TO FIX IT SO MANY TIMES, BUT I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO. SO PLEASE, BARE WITH ME!!
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