(vii.) Stolen

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  ELEANOR LAUGHED AT THE JOKE, Eleanor sat in the back of the truck with Robin. The two waited for Robin's uncle to come back with the snacks, "You're uncle knows too?" Eleanor smiled at the thought, sitting by Robin, looking up at him. "Yeah, I tell him everything, honestly." Robin laughed.

"I'm back with the snacks!" Robin's uncle exclaimed, climbing onto the back of the trunk to sit by the two teenagers. "Thank you!" Eleanor thanked with a grin. The screen was showing the last few previews and commercials before the movie truly started playing.

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"I had a lot of fun, thank you for inviting me!" Eleanor grinned, "Anytime! See you next week," Robin's uncle grinned, waving as Eleanor walked up to her front door, unlocking it. She opened the door, turning around to wave one last time before walking inside her house.

  Eleanor smiled to herself before locking the front door and making her way to her room, Eleanor was currently home alone, her mother was working a Night Shift, meaning she wouldn't be home for hours. Robin continuously bugged Eleanor, asking if she wanted to spend the night, but she would quickly decline.

  She knew it wasn't a good idea to be home alone, late at night, while there was a kidnapper on the loose, but she truly needed the time for herself.

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  Eleanor walked through the front two doors of the High School, Robin had come up with a cold, deciding to stay home to prevent it from spreading. "Hey!" A voice shouted from behind Eleanor, her eyebrows furrowed, slowly turning around to see a brunette girl. "Hi?" Eleanor gave a confused look, observing the girl to see if she looked familiar.

  "You're the girl dating Robin Arellano, right?" She questioned, crossing both her arms over her chest. "Looks like it, yes." Eleanor nodded with a small smile. "Well... I'm not sure who you think you are, but Robin's mine." She spat, looking down at Eleanor. Eleanor narrowed her eyes before cracking out with a laugh. "You sure? 'Cause, you're not the one who was with him at the Drive-In on Friday night." Eleanor slightly shrugged, looking over at some people who glanced over at them.

  "Oh, please. I'm sure you're the one who confessed to Robin and he just felt bad for your dumb, pathetic ass." The brunette laughed to herself, Eleanor glanced around her face before speaking again, "You do realize that, we both liked each other at the same time, and he confessed first, taking me to his favorite spot, to confess. And kissed me." Eleanor laughed, watching the brunette's face heat up.

  "Ugh! You think that just because you're new, you can get whatever you want, but you can't, you're nothing but a stupid, ugly, fat bitch." The brunette came closer, putting her finger in Eleanor's face. "Get the fuck outta my face." Eleanor gave a glare to the girl. "What're you gonna do about it? Hm?" The brunette grinned, shoving Eleanor harshly, pushing her to the ground.

  'Ooh's we're heard from the now-surrounding crowd, "Fucking pussy." The brunette laughed as she looked down at Eleanor, Eleanor smiled up at her, taking off her backpack, and putting any of her supplies to the side. "Oh, I'm the pussy?" Eleanor mumbled, grabbing a hair-tie and quickly tying her hair up. "Mhm, you are, actually." The brunette stayed staring, her arms still crossed over her chest.

  "You're not going to do anything, so might as well take your hair down." The brunette shrugged with a huff coming out of her. "Really?" Eleanor mumbled before shoving the girl back. "Ow! You bitch!" The brunette shouted before swinging at Eleanor, still missing, even though she was an inch away.

  That's when all hell broke loose.

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  "My goodness, Eleanor! You almost broke her nose, pulled her hair, and almost left the poor girl unconscious!" Ms. Wyman exclaimed with anger. Eleanor huffed. "You do realize that she pushed me first, right?" Eleanor scoffed, "Don't talk back to me, young lady." The principal scolded, giving Eleanor a disappointed look. "I mean... you've been doing so good here, you have friends... outstanding grades, and you've had no problems. What's going on with you?" She asks.

"Nothing." Eleanor mumbled, looking down at her fiddling fingers. "Alright, tomorrow, I need you to come in extra early to apologize to Denise and her parents. You may be excused."

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