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Braylee's POV:

Ever since that day, Liam hasn't talked to me, or even made eye contact with me for that matter. And, I couldn't be happier. Louis, and I have seemed to have gotten closer, and I can't be happy enough. He's the only nice one here, and I can't help but be great full for such a thing. 

But my main goal, is to get out of here. I am not staying her my whole life, and I sure as hell am not dying here.

I push those thoughts away, and thing of better thoughts. Like, the fact that I'm meeting Eleanor, today. I can't help, but feel excited. I won't be the only girl anymore, and I'll have another friend.

I tie my hair in a pony tail, as she walks through the door. As she does, I feel absolutely plain. Because, even the word gorgeous, did her no justice. She was literally the definition of perfect.

"Hi!" She smiles, widely.

"Hi." I reply, shyly.

She pulls me into a hug, "I've wanted to meet you, forever! Damn, aren't you beautiful?"

"I could say the same about you! You're gorgeous!" As I say that, her smile grows.

"Well, I'm Eleanor Calder. You're Braylee, correct?"

"Yes, I am."

Her name was even perfect.

Louis comes into the room, and embraces Eleanor, kissing her on the lips.

"Hello, beautiful." He smiles.

"Why, hello." She kisses him, once again before turning to me.

"Well, Braylee. What do you want to do today?"

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This was totally a filler. Sorryyy. Filler leads to better chapter next time! Eleanor on side 😍