First of all, before I get started, I want to say that I'm not dead. And, yes, I know I'm a terrible person and I should burn for eternity. I also realized that the last time I updated was 9/9/12, making today exactly 3 months since I last updated.

I'm so so so so sorry, but this year has been tiring because of my terrible teacher (who hates me) and my mother, who banished me to a whole different room in the house (with a computer that I couldn't use) because of my 'bad behavior' in school. I was also terribly sick with a terrible case of Writer's Block, but I have gotten better. This chapter is the product of those last few remnants of the disease affecting my brain. I hope you don't notice :(

Oh, and one more thing before I begin-

How awesome did your face look when you found out ANTics was at the top again? YAYYYYYYY!

ANTics

It Never Ends (And Some Fun)

OLIVE

There are three things everyone should know when they're locked up in a dusty cell.

1) Always eat, no matter what they feed you. You never know if they'll ever feed you again.

2) Always try to stay in the light (or where you'r clearly/almost clearly) visible. Maybe they won't forget about you.

3) Always, always, ALWAYS listen to what people are saying. The truth shall set you free.

But that day, I felt the need to add a number 4 (due to number 3):

4) If you know you're about to die, make sure your wings are still there. If you're lucky enough to even have any.

Sure enough, my wings were still there, but I had absolutely no strength to fly. My magic was wearing away from me. And as I saw Melody flying down the darkened hallway, I said a silent prayer. And then, with all my might, I closed my eyes and used every last ounce of energy in me to turn on a light. Any light.

And I saw that it wasn't Melody. It was someone I expected to never see again.

"Shh, Olive. It's OK. It's me, Cameron."

I tried to blink, but a sharp pain shot across my eyes. I held back tears as I quietly stood up, staring at the face in front of me.

"Cameron? Is-is that you?"

Cameron smiled and leaned against a wall. "Yeah, it is."

I heard footsteps echoing down a hallway.

"Cameron? Is Olive awake?"

I turned to see Angus coming into view. The last time I seen him had only been about a week ago. But it felt like an eternity.

"Angy!" I raced up to him and threw my arms around his neck, pressing my lips to his as if my life depended on it.

And maybe it did.

"OK, OK guys, break it up." Cameron grabbed my arm and gently pulled me off of Angus. He gave me a bag and directed me to another room.

"What?" I asked, confused.

"Put them on," he said.

I turned to Angus.

"Do what he said," said Angus.

I shrugged and did as I was told.

About an hour later, we were sitting in a helicopter on our way to the training center.

"What are we doing?" I asked no one in particular.

"Stopping the games," Angus answered.

"I thought Cameron was dead!"

"No one's dead."

I looked down at what I was wearing. It was a normal business suit, except with a badge that said 'Aqua- Gamemaker' on it. Cameron and Angus were wearing one's similar to mine.

"Wait, I don't understand..."

Angus gave me a rueful smile and shook his head. "Something in the arena went wrong. The weapons that they placed in there didn't work, so anyone that was 'killed' wasn't."

I was confused. "So...? If no one's gonna die, why stop it?"

Cameron answered, "Because they found the bug in the game and now those weapons are highly active and are ready for blood. And unless you want my sister and her...boyfriend-"

"Other best friend-"

"Other best friend to die, I suggest that you that you perk up and act like Aqua. Because I heard she was real perky."

CHYNA

Fletcher and I sat across from a each other, leaning against trees. We had strung huge leaves up to form curtains, and the leaves on the branches above us formed the perfect canopy. We were hoping we could stay there until it was only the two of us left.

"Truth or dare?" I asked him.

Fletcher popped a roasted nut into his mouth and chewed. "Truth," he said.

"Why do you like those nuts so much?"

He shrugged. "Is there anything else to 'like' or even 'eat'?"

He had a point. We had found the nuts on the soft, pine bottom of the little concealed shelter we had made. We felt that if we didn't leave it, we wouldn't die. That meant that those nuts were the only thing to eat.

He ate another one. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare."

Fletcher ate yet another one and looked up at the 'ceiling', where the sun was just starting to poke through.

"Kiss me."

And I did, gladly.

I picked up a nut and chewed on it. The outside was hard and stale, but the inside was nice and soft and chewy.

I ran my fingers over my lips, trying to remember that kiss forever. It tasted like nuts and berries.

Berries.

I strummed the airs, and a c note came out.

"Woah!" I said.

"What was that?" said Fletcher.

I grinned. "Air guitar."

"So please babe
So please don't judge me
And I won't judge you
Cause it could get ugly
Before it gets beautiful
Please don't judge me
And I won't judge you
And if you love me
Then let it be beautiful
Let it be beautifu-u-ul, let it be beautiful
Let it be beautifu-u-ul, let it be beautiful..."

Fletcher smiled. "I have one," he said. "Play that note again."

"But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know..."

"Ha!" I said out loud. "I have it...remix!"

"But you didn't have to cut me off!

Please don't judge me

Make it like it never happened and that we were nothing

And I don't even need your love

Cause it could get ugly

Before it gets beautiful!"

Fletcher and I looked each other in the eyes, and before I knew it:

"Hey, I just me you,

and this is crazy,

but here's my number-

Oppa Gangnam style!

And all the other boys

try to chase me

but here's my number

Oppa Gangnam style!"

I don't know why, but I felt like that was the last time we would ever get to do something like that. I fell back on the soft floor, my eyes glistening with love for my amazing boyfriend, and I sank into the deep, cool waters of his eyes, swimming, swimming away from all the hurt and hate, and I swam for a pretty long time.

Until I found the cool waters tinted with hot red.

OLIVE

I pulled my suit jacket down, trying to get comfortable in it. I hadn't seen daylight in a while, and walking was very unusual to me (at the time). I felt my ear, where I had a comms unit that allowed me to talk to Angus (and, uh, Cameron).

"OK, Olive, we just need you to get past security. You can do it, OK?"

I shivered and opened the door, stepping into the air conditioned training center. I rushed over to the elevator, but didn't make it because a big burly man stopped me.

"Excuse me, but I'm gonna need to see some ID."

I grinned. Perk up, perk up, be perky. "Richard! How are you today?"

Richard smiled. "Aqua! What happened?" He stared at 'Aqua's' new features.

I racked my brain for any excuses.

"Do you like it?" I shook my hips. "I got plastic. Ever-y-where." Richard still looked uncertain. "What about your glasses?" I grinned. "Lazer."

Richard's face grew brighter. "That's my girl! Go right on up!"

I sighed in relief and rushed into the elevator as quickly as my heels would let me.

Once reaching the 18th floor, I stepped out and looked around. It was just a tiny hallway with several doors.

"What to do?" I said into the unit.

"Just find room B. Inside is where the weapons are monitored."

I walked up to Room B and opened the door, lightly stepping inside. It was empty, but there were boxes, crates, and bags full of weapons. I wove my way through the room, finally reaching the back where there was another door, but this one required a retinal scan.

I panicked. "What am I going to do?! It's going to be found out!"

"Relax, relax. Reach into your pocket."

I did as I was told and removed a pair of cute glasses.

"Aqua had to wear her glasses all the time, so they just programmed everything to scan her glasses. She was blind without them."

I put on the glasses and let the computer scan them. The door slid open, and I was welcomed into the room that monitored all the weapons going in and out of the arena.

"Welcome, Aqua Sullivan."

I heard another voice behind a rack of swords.

"Goodbye, Olive Doyle."

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