Prologue

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Eloise laid on her bed, sprawled out. She could hear her sisters radio blasting next door to her room. The curly headed girl only assumed her sister, Eleven or more known as El, had her boyfriend over and were probably doing something thirteen year olds shouldn't do.

The brown skinned girl assumptions were correct when she heard her dad trying to yell over the loud music to keep the door 'three inches open'. Eloise only laughed to herself, still gazing at the ceiling and trying to get lost in thought.

There was something about the girl that only one person knew. She was into girls, and only girls. Eloise had realized at a young age that she was into girls, with a accidentally kiss with an old friend of hers, it blossomed something in her. She had a hard time coming to terms into it, but after some time she accepted her sexuality.

It was now late at night. Hopper had been called in and Mike went home, leaving only El and Eloise in the cabin. The curly haired girl wasn't alone for long before she heard a knock at her window. Getting up to see who it was, she recognized the long curly hair and signature smile. She smiled back at the boy and slid open her window so he could come in.

"Hey." He said while climbing through the window.

"What's up?" The young girl asked going back to her bed and sit criss crossed.

"Shit," He mumbled almost falling in but landed on his feet and stood up to go sit at her desk chair. "Nothing much, Wayne isn't home and got bored." He reached into his pocket to get out a joint and lit it.

"Same, been staring at my ceiling for too long." Eloise muttered, laying back on her bed in a starfish position. He hummed and passed her the joint, letting her take a hit before giving it back to him.

They talked for a while, talking about people at their school and passing the joint back and forth.

The dark haired boy hummed gaining his friends attention. "Have you talked talked to that girl, yet?" He went on trying to remember her name.

"Robin, Eddie, her name is Robin." Eloise cut him off with a laugh.

"Yeah, her! Made any progress?" He wiggled his eyebrows knowingly.

She shook her head with a smile. "No, I haven't. Shes probably not even into girls." The curly haired girl said, picking at her finger nails.

"She's in band, you have a shot." Eddie said with a smirk as he shoved her leg.

The girl just rolled her eyes with a smile. It was soon wiped off her face with she heard the cabin door open and close.

"Shit, shit, shit." Eloise and Eddie both said, trying to get him out the window with as little noise as possible. Eddie ended up kicking the wall and since the cabin is old, it rumbled although out the house. Eloise ended pushing him the rest of the way out, not even caring she grabbed his ass to get him out. She slid the window close then grabbed a book off her desk and sat on her bed, opening to a random page.

Her dad opened the door to only see her calming reading, with gently music playing in the background. "What are you doing?" Hopper said, standing there with his arms crossed.

"Reading." Eloise smiled up at him.

"Okay, nothing else?" He questioned further.

"No?" She said slowly. "You need something?"

He narrowed his eyes at her. "It smells like weed in here."

Her eyes widened but quickly went back. "It does? Did you smoke outside? I had my window open." She let out quickly.

"Don't play with me."

"I'm not?"

"I saw Munson ran away."

"He's known as the freak for a reason."

"Eloise."

"Shit." She mumbled

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