"Sweet." I flashed a smile at him, a real one, then looked for the door. "Let's get out of here." I dropped my voice. "Hate Caeser Flickerman's show. Way too cheesy."

I explained what I was doing to the prep team and my Mentor, who smiled at me a little funny but let me go. Maybe they also thought I was going to go make out?

We were finally outside. I inhaled the night air, and the thought invaded my head that I was living on the stolen lives of 5 other teens. I shook my head a bit, trying to clear that noise. 

"So, where is it?"