#8-11

It was nice and peaceful and probably Eleanor’s favorite place on campus since the first day she found it. She wasn’t supposed to be there, but as long as no one found out then she was fine. Sneaking through one of the fire exits and praying the fire alarm wouldn’t go off wasn’t a bad idea after all, especially with the view it gave her. She was wearing jeans a t shirt, her boots damp from the Manchester weather. Sometimes she wished she lived in a drier part of the world but this is where life had brought her, at least by her own doing. It was one of the few decisions in her life she had absolutely responsibility over. Everything else had seemed to just... Happen. 

She had a joint between her fingers, it had burned off and she let it. Eleanor was a little high, just enough to take the edge off whatever that initiation thing with Lethe House had been. What the fuck she had gotten herself into, she didn’t know but, she was going with it because otherwise what else did she have going on for her? Maybe being part of that dumb society would cause her nothing but trouble-- considering they know a family secret that could destroy everything she’s ever known. As much rebellion as Eleanor likes to partake in, ripping apart her family and facing the thought of her parents separating is a change she simply does not want to even face. 

Being alone gave her a chance to be still and be quiet. She was so full on all the time sometimes she even exhausted herself. 

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