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This chapter is dedicated to @megan132512 ,for blowing my mind. The fictional character Sean is finally cast as Sam Way, thanks to Megan. Even though I eventually change the part to Dylan O'Brien.

Elle's POV
When I get home, I go through the usual routine. Walk through the door, check all the rooms in the house and lock all the knives in the house in the drawer in the kitchen, and then take off my lace up boots in my room.
I head over to my crap desk to do my homework. And I am not kidding when I say it's crap.
Its basically a coffee table, which is all rickety because in one of dads fits he broke a leg, in which I had to glue back on with Elmers.
Once I am done with my homework (almost 5 o clock, Damn teachers), dad's still not back from work. He barely keeps a job as a janitor at the college, which ended 30 minutes ago, so he's probably gone out drinking with his new slut.
I walk into the kitchen to make a cup of tea (we have almost no food because dad spends all his money on cheap booze) to curb my hunger. I haven't eaten since yesterday lunch, where I grabbed a six inch at Subway.
Oh well. Odds are I will get something to eat tomorrow.

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