Okay, one of the most major changes I made to SURRENDER was the relationship between Raine Hightower and her match, Cannon Lichen. In the beginning, they were involved romantically. But in the end, their relationship moved into the platonic arena—and that’s where it stayed. As part of this Winter 2012 YA Scavenger Hunt, I’m sharing a little something-something from Raine and Cannon’s deleted diaries… “Cannon?” I called. A heavy sigh came through the door before Cannon did. He didn’t speak, and he looked at a spot above my left shoulder. “Will you—will you sit with me?” I hated how weak my voice sounded, but it matched the quivering in my muscles and the uncertainty coursing through my veins. A flicker of surprise crossed the guy’s face (what was his name again?). Then he moved to the other bed (other bed?) in the room and sat down. He didn’t speak, and I didn’t dare, because every fact in my head had just disappeared. A shiver stole across my skin at the inquisitive look the guy gave me. Like I should have something important to say to him, or something crucial to show him. But I couldn’t even remember my own name. I rubbed my hands over my sleeved arms, frantically searching my memory for the name of the person who slept in the other bed. A hole gaped in my soul, reserved for someone special. Maybe the guy in front of me, the one watching me like I might leap across the gulf between us and kiss him. Maybe I should. Acting irrationally, because all rationality had already fled, I did just that. The guy caught me around the waist, emitting a soft grunt. But then my lips met his, and he settled me on his lap. He was a good kisser, and a flicker of fire spread from his mouth and down my throat. The hole filled and filled and filled with the touch of this boy. With the gentle way he stroked his fingers over my back. With the obvious emotion coming through his kiss. Dark shapes swam behind my closed eyes, but I didn’t pay attention to them. When we finally broke apart, I still didn’t know his name. Or mine.