I canโt help blushing and looking down at my feet. โIt was nothing.โ โIt was literally everything to me.โ I look up, putting on my best version of Eightโs teasing smile. โIn that case, I think I deserve more than a gross hot dog.โ Eight clasps his hands across his chest like Iโve wounded him. โYouโre right! Iโm a fool to think my life could be traded for a hot dog.โ He grabs my hand and gets down on one knee, pressing his forehead to the back of my hand. โMy savior, what can I ever do to repay you?
Pittacus LoreDuring the fire: 'Some of the drunker ones don't move. Some of them laugh. One person says, "Where's the marshmallows?" Mark slaps him across the face. "GET OUT!" he screams.
Pittacus LoreIn the beginning we were a group of nine. Three are gone, dead. There are six of us left. They are hunting us, and they won't stop until they've killed us all. I am Number Four. I know that I am next.
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