The 25th Hunger games

"They let the districts pick their own tributes. Naturally, I got voted in."

Ember Finch. From a loved covey family. Most hated girl in town. Why? Because she doesn't do fake smiles, small talk, or sugar-coated lies. She says exactly what she means. All. The. Time. And apparently, that makes her a public enemy number one.

Now she's headed into a snow-choked, red-tinged arena with everyone thinking they have a chance at survival. They don't. Not really. Nobody does. There will be screaming. There will be chaos. And yes, someone will probably break something, maybe themselves while trying to survive the arena.

She doesn't need luck. She doesn't need friends. She needs her wits, her nerve, and the willingness to shove someone off a slope if it keeps her alive. Because here's the truth no one bothers to tell anyone: survival isn't about being loved. It's about being hated well enough to make people underestimate you. And lets just say she has that down pretty well.