“I don’t know what the Games are because nobody tells me!” I growl, smacking Jackson hard on the arm as I bare my teeth at him, pissed that apparently everyone knows what these ‘Games’ are except for me.
“You have a handbook in your room, Ariel,” Jackson says, laughing at me, completely ignoring my smack which he probably barely felt. “Two of them, I think. You’re allowed to read them – they contain all of this information.”
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