Player 456 X Player 001 Novels & Stories

And as they hit the ground, the screen on the phone changed one last time. PLAYER ONE: PIM. PLAYER TWO: CHALIDA. OBJECTIVE: SURVIVE. The hunt was on. And this time, there were no rules left to break.

So, I click it open, narrowing my eyes. 'Hayden — 1, Dylan — 0' The fuck?

Calling me. The game is on.

"It's fine. My parents can wait. I just wanted to give you this." Stretching his hand, he handed a folded shirt to me, biting on the side of his lip. Curiously, I let it loose, lowering my head to see what it was. A gasp escaped my lips. It's his jersey. It's spelt Dylan at the back. Then his number 7. Wow. "I might not get to play, but I still think you should have it." It was my turn to bite my lips, a tiny red spot evident on both cheeks.

Just as I was drifting off, the system broadcast suddenly rang out. "Players 22, 37, 48, 55, and 63 have been eliminated. They now have a one-million-dollar debt!" I jolted wide awake, no longer feeling drowsy. I remembered that the scarred man was Player 22. Five people were all eliminated! What the hell had happened?

I looked up instantly. Please let that be him. Only player 0521.

‎On one hand was a vengeful Gavin, and on the other an overprotective James, who would probably try to carry me through the level, cradling me like an egg. ‎The system hummed happily. “Very well.” ‎A small box materialized in front of me. I reached in, ignoring the gazes those extremely charming men in front of me. I let out a small breath, and pulled out a folded slip of paper, and opened it. ‎“PLAYER 70" I frowned. “Who’s Player 70?" I wondered. Someone who ranked that close to the bottom couldn't be a very good partner. ‎Just as I was about to begin panicking, those floating comment erupted.

Riley thought. "Come on Riley, what are you waiting for?" James asked. The young man was already standing with Alen and Diego. "Don't tell me you forgot your number!" Alen said. Riley shook his head and stood up. The four of them came forward and lined up with James standing on the left side as the owner of number 1101. Next to James were Diego, Alen and Riley on the far right with number 1104. Above them was a huge screen that would show whether they had qualified or not. If they didn't pass, their true identities would be revealed.

My best finder. "I need you to find out everything about a player," I said when he answered. “His name is Alonso, Number 47. Edinburgh Raptors, background, everything. And I need it today." "Already on it," Maxwire said. "Saw the game. That kid was incredible. Too incredible for someone who should be a nobody? I started running checks the moment he stepped on the ice." Good. "And?" I demanded.

Anna teases me and I laugh. "You know it's not like that. I'm just confused. On one hand there's Tyler who keeps giving me mixed signals. I don't even know where I stand with him at this point and then there's Jace who's asking me to be his girlfriend" I groan. "I think you should just be patient with Tyler,who knows he might feel the same way for you" Anna tells me while Tiffany advises me to move on and stop wasting my time hoping on Tyler. "You know one thing about Players? They never ever change no matter how hard you try. There's this saying. What is it again?" She puts her finger on her jaw as if thinking about something,"Yeah,once a player,always a player" she finishes.