How It All Began

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Your first heartbreak.

Everyone remembers what it felt like. How you felt your world just shatter around you. Like everything you thought you knew about someone was a lie. I remember my first heartbreak like it was just yesterday because, well, it was. Our story is different then those you read about the girl getting swept off her feet and everyone living happily ever after. Our story is real.

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1 year earlier...

Okay Eleana you can do this... He's tortured you since freshman year and now you finally have something on him.

Stealing Ethan Carter's laptop is definitley not how I pictured spending my Friday night. Most girls would be out having sleepovers and watching movies or going on dates- but what am I doing? I'm looking for something to sabotage Ethan Carter with on the laptop that I stole from his room by breaking and entering.

Why you ask? Well when you've been tortured for this long by the same jerk (who btw is obsessed with himself) you begin to think of some pretty creative ways to stop it. Now, Ethan Carter is never caught without one thing; his phone. And what do you back your phone up on? Your laptop. Which brings us back to what I'm doing now.

4:15 pm. Okay. Plenty of time until he gets back from practice. Find his pictures.

*click* *click* all files > my pictures > icloud library
bingo.

"Okay Ethan whatcha got here?" I whispered under my breath. Baseball pictures, no. Pictures of his dog, no. Pictures withhis dog, no. Man come ON doesn't an evil genious like him have SOMETHING interesting on here?!

4:30. Crap baseball practice ends in 10 minutes he'll be home soon. I can't leave without getting what i came for. God the amount of shirtless mirror pictures this boy has. It's downright unhealthy...

a special folder huh? Let's see... YES. JACKPOT. Ahahahahahahah. Just you wait Ethan. Just you wait until tomorrow. No more pushing me around. Let's just send this to myself.

Just as I was opening the window to quickly make my escape a car pulls into the driveway. Sh*t it's Ethan! What do I do what do I do oh my lord. Okay deep breath. Think Eleana. THE CLOSET! OKAY.

I scurry into the closet and quickly shut the door as I hear the doorknob turning and Ethan entering his room. 'Yeah man, I know, don't worry about it. I'll get her to talk to you tomorrow. Chill dude its not like she's a supermodel or anything. Eleana isn't even that pretty.' Wait did he just say my name? Who's he talking to? I press my ear against the closet door so I can hear him more clearly.

'But she's still not as pretty as Makenzie. I mean eleana is cute but she's a bitch.' I ball my hands into a fist. And you're an arrogant asshole. 'Okay bro. Yeah she'll be there.' *click* Ethan hangs up his phone and I hear his footsteps disappearing into the hall.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 21, 2015 ⏰

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