A Fire in Our Midst [HIATUS]

Sometimes you have to see past the colour of someone's eyes.... to see the colour of their purpose.

In a world.... (sorry, I had to) where people are judged by the colour of their eyes, and ranked according to skill in combat, where the Queen is evil and the peasants are docile, one girl struggles with hopelessness, pent up rage, and her own emotions, while she lies her way through the days. Trying to act as people expect, she defies her own nature to maintain her image. But will she loose herself in the process....?

A hopeless princess.

An untrustworthy ally.

An unknown rebel.

And yes, a boy.

<sorry for the dramatics, I find it hard to summarize this story..... mostly because it's almost all still in my head.... somewhere.... I try to update every week, but I am making this up as I go along, so if I'm not feeling particularly creative, or have too much homework there will be a lull in the epic mess. Please comment and vote-tell me what you think about FIOM, or leave suggestions for the story. Thank you ssoooooooooooooo much to anyone-and everyone- who is reading this, enjoy!!>