chapter eight

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3RD POV

"hi. hello. uh, if everyone could take their seats?" a man part of the school staff says. eleanor is walking around, not knowing how to sit. "uh, are the seats assigned or can we sit wherever we want?" she asked two girls. they didn't respond, just walked away. "okay, i'll just go fuck myself." "c'mon nell! come sit with me!" y/n said, dragging eleanor by the hand. "cell phones away!" the man said.

y/n and eleanor run into carissa. "nora?" carissa said. "um, it's eleanor now." she replied. "wow... i almost didn't recognize you." "hey carissa!" "hey y/n." they fist bump. "i didn't know you went here now?" carissa asked, rhetorically. "uh, we're gonna find our seat now, okay?" eleanor said. "hello hello hello? could everyone please take their seats?" the man asked again. "so, nell, how was your day at rosehill so far?" y/n asked eleanor. "it's good so far. how about you, y/nn?" eleanor replied and asked back. "it's okay. nobody's really talking to me after the drea incident, but it's cool." they replied. "oh i'm sorry. i-" "we have an announcement from your senior class president, max broussard!" everyone starts cheering. "rosehill! thank you! thank you! oh, it feels so good to be back." max gets cut off. "we love you max!" a girl in the audience says quickly.

"oh cmon stop! thank you though, thank you, i appreciate it. um.. now this.. this year is gonna be an amazing year. but before we get started, i'd like to get personal for a second. last year, my intimate exchanges made their way into the world. it was a violation of my privacy." we cut to drea, who looks pissed and is making eye contact with y/n, who is also pissed. "to be honest, i'm still recovering, but it really made me get in touch with myself, and then i realized.. actually.. actually, drea and y/n torres, could you stand up please?" he repeats that multiple times until they make eye contact, nod to each other, and stand up.

"dre, y/nn, i just want to say how sorry i am for what happened to you two last year. and to any of you who watched, or shared that video, of y/n getting her a-" "ITS THEY!" y/n shouted at him. "sorry. of y/n getting their ass kicked, or drea's video, which i'm pretty sure we all know what that is, i sincerely hope you take the time to examine why you did that. so, dre, y/nn, it's in your honor i'm starting a new club. the cis-het men championing female/non-female identifying students league! now it's for all men at rosehill who want to do better. be allies." max finishes, as he hold up the blm hand? "I WANT TO BE AN ALLY!" elliot shouts. the crowd is cheering, and the torres twins sit down. drea walks away from the assembly room, and eleanor and y/n follow her.

"FUCK" drea shouts, as eleanor and y/n hesitate to walk in. "let me go before you, she'll want to see me first." y/n whispers. eleanor nods, and they walk in. "hey, dre? you good babe?" she didn't say anything. "he's like, way worse than you described." eleanor said. "i don't know how i'm gonna spend an entire year at this school." drea says. "i feel you." eleanor replied. "we talked to carissa for like, one minute, and to me it felt like dipping my foot in dante's eighth circle of hell. it was awful." she added on. "this sucks SHIT!" drea yells, obviously pissed. eleanor walked over to sit across from drea, and y/n followed, but sat in the middle. until eleanor pulled them over to sit by her.

"i wish that we could like, hire people, to take them down." eleanor said, breaking the silence. "a hit man?" y/n answered. "a fucked up taskrabbit?" drea answered after y/n. "yeah." eleanor said. "someone completely unconnected to us. a highschool hitman.. or woman.. or enby." eleanor said, as y/n smiled at her as she added enby. "oh my god. hah, you're right! you're absolutely right! they deserve to go down for what they did to us, but we can't take them down ourselves!

  "we should all team up, and do each other's revenge!"

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heyyyyyyyyy

i went to a highschool football game tonight (no i ain't in highschool but who cares) and the theme was black out. i had a lot of fun!! sadly, i didn't get into the show, but now i'll have more time to write!

have a fantastic day/night!!

-vinndeisel

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