[Atticus] I’m not sure why I took our target into the woods. My goal had been to impress her, while also making her feel so overwhelmed and out of her depth that she’d feel like she had no choice but to cling to me like a life raft in a sea of sharks. That’s why my original plan involved taking her to the La Fleur Bluet and then showing off my wealth with a little high-end shopping. The idea was, that once she realized that she had no choice but to depend on me to know what to do and not look like a fool, I’d have her exactly where I wanted her. She would NEED me. Or at least, she would think that she did. Easy prey. But easy also isn’t fun. What is the point of playing a game if it isn’t fun? The reason I wanted her as the focus for this year’s games is because she has been unbreakable. The ultimate challenge. I like a good challenge. And a challenge isn’t a challenge if you know with certainty that you are going to win. So I did something different. I tried to be her frien

[Lily] Call it a moment of weakness or maybe a chemical reaction that caused a rush of stupid lust, but I met Atticus behind the gym. It was a stupid move, since again, it is a place where nobody can see us. Anything can happen behind the gym, which is why it is such a popular rendezvous for lovers. Atticus and I are not lovers. Not even close. And we never will be as long as Evie is breathing down our necks and I manage to maintain even the smallest amount of self-respect. But Atticus, to his credit, is a perfect gentleman. “Listen,” he begins his apology. “I’m sorry you had to see that thing between Evie and me. That wasn’t my idea.” He shyly rubs the back of his neck, a nervous trait that I have come to realize signifies discomfort at telling an awkward truth. He chose to wear the traditional school uniform today with the jacket and tie and crisply pressed trousers and as he talks he also fiddles with his tie, which is refusing to stay in place. “Stop,” I order him. The tie

[Nyx] *Click* I love Lily like a sister. I would do anything to protect her, even from herself. Seeing her standing on the Legacy stairs just behind Atticus makes my stomach clench. He is up to something, I just know it. There isn’t a kind, considerate bone in his body. This is why I don’t trust his sudden sense of guilt over how he has treated Lily these last three years. Atticus is a snake. Once a snake, always a snake. Last night something happened. I don’t know what exactly but whatever it was upset Lily so badly that she spent the night crying. Asking her about it would not only embarrass her but open up an unnecessary wound. I already have an idea of the source of her misfortune--My old friend Ace. Lily is growing close to him at an alarming rate. He went from Public Enemy #1 to Boyfriend material in the blink of an eye. Unfortunately, this means her guard is down, her eyes are closed, and she has no idea she is falling head-first into a den of vipers. It won’t be enough

[Lily] As he holds me tightly to his chest I feel safe, even though my brain says that I shouldn’t. My brain is smart but my heart is an idiot. So to appease the warring parts of me, I keep my eyes open while I take comfort in how it feels to have his arms wrapped around me. I am, after all, only human. And although he is a total bully and a complete jerk, right now he is treating me with so much tenderness and care I don’t know what to think. Could I have possibly misjudged him this entire time? No. Nyx wouldn’t lie about her story. I am sure every word of what she said about her pain and her suffering was absolutely 100% true. Looking up at him, the sunlight from the high windows in school makes his hair glow with bright golden light but casts his face in a dark shadow. Much like his personality--part angel, part devil. This makes his expression hard to read, although, from the set of his jaw, I can see that he is worried. Worried about what? He's a Legacy--he can do whatever he

[Lily]“Explain this to me.” Nyx points at the bright pink cast. “Oh this,” I look down at the one signature on it so far, a large valentine style heart drawn in black permanent marker with the word “Ace” in big block letters, the arrow in the heart pointing conspicuously upwards. “He just wanted to be the first one to sign it.”Nyx rolls her eyes and keeps them pointed upward for a few minutes while she takes a long, deep breath. “That’s not what I meant and you know it.”I sigh. I know she isn’t going to like it. “So you know how they’ve been giving me lessons on how to be a Legacy? Well, this kinda happened during one of those.” I give a very loose explanation of what occurred, hoping she wouldn’t pry. There is so much about today that she’d find worrying, and I just can’t take another lecture from her. Our relationship has been more than a little shaking since I joined the Legacy Seven. As I spend more time with my “friends” I have less time to spend with her. The others warned