be mine, please. eleanor levetan x reader

chapter eleven (U R LIKE PAPA)(sorry)

                                        3RD POV

the camera cuts out to eleanor listening to "deceptacon" whilst texting y/n and drea in a group chat.

                                revenge bitches!!

                                                       what do i do
                                                         if he talks to me?

y/nn bug❤️
um.. idk? ask drea.. DREEE
EEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAA

dr.dre🥱
you can only say cool and only
three(3) times.

              okay, thanks guys.

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while eleanor is about to finished texting, max taps his book at her, "i love saunders." eleanor takes her headphones off and looks at him. "cool." she said, following drea's words. "i studied him for yale. i just did their literary arts program." max said. "cool." eleanor said, once again. "do you say anything other than 'cool'?" max asked, smirking. "so cool." she said, putting her headphones back on.

"so, carissa's cooking the ring ceremony dinner?" drea asks russ, while carissa goes to the greenhouse. "yeah. it's gonna be her big break in the culinary world." the blue-haired boy says. "what's that?" drea asks, watching carissa walk over to the greenhouse. "that's a greenhouse. clearly. it's where carissa grows her special crops. flies 'em in from all over the world. it seems drea gets a lightbulb as carissa walks into the greenhouse.

once again, we cut back to eleanor reading a book as elliot and max walk in the room. "who're you texting?" max asks. "my ex girlfriend is mad i hooked up with my ex boyfriend." eleanor says, without any emotion. "can i see your hand please." max says, not really asks, to eleanor. eleanor hold out hee left hand saying if it's okay. max gives a tiny "mhm" and takes a marker out.

"i'm having a- uh, party this weekend. it's a little pre-homecoming celebration. you should come. make you exes jealous." max says, explaining. "i'll think about it. oh, can i bring a plus one?" eleanor says. "uh.. sure." max replies, walking away. " just uhh.. don't think too hard." elliot says, walking up to her. "bring a swimsuit, floatie. it's gonna be lit."

drea has been above them this whole time, eavesdropping. when eleanor looks up to her, drea is mouthing "YESSS!" while y/n is clapping quietly, and fancy like, exaggerating. then they all start doing a little dance in their seats.

(scene skip)

"the little dress i made you is amazing. do you love it? you love it." drea says, talking to olivia coleman(lizard style). "so, what's the deal with this lizard thing?" drea shout-asks eleanor. "oscar winner olivia coleman is my emotional support bearded dragon."she says, enunciating bearded dragon, because drea called her lizard. "my therapist told me to get a puppy, but i prefer to keep my company thick skinned and cold blooded." eleanor says. "well we can't hang out anymore! love you nells!" y/n says, jokingly. "oh my fucking god." drea says.

"do i really have to wear this...?" eleanor asks, feeling a lack of confidence. "yes!" drea says. "you have to look really hot but also like you also put yourself together in one minute." drea adds on. "plus, el, i think you look really sexy in that..." y/n trails off. "um, thanks y/nn." eleanor says, feeling a little more confident. "why are you wiggling around like your tampon's sliding out?" both the twins say in unison, after watching eleanor try to pull a wedgie. "i haven't worn a bathing suit in public like... ever." eleanor said.

"carissa really did a number on you huh?" y/n asks rhetorically, feeling sympathetic. eleanor throws herself in the bed. and it's complete silence until drea cuts in. "forget her. you are so much cooler than any of those dodos at max's party." she says. "drink to that, hun!" y/n adds in. "y/n we're underage..." eleanor says. "anyway, i just want to eat my lunch kn her shattered ego." eleanor says. drea and y/n both put a hand on eleanor's, having a moment. "id love that for you. we're gonna take care of her soon." y/n adds.

"there's a greenhouse with this massive padlock on it that only she can access. and my spider senses tell me she's not growing only sunchokes in there. i need her keys." drea says. "perfect!" y/n says, as drea puts the clear bucket hat on her head.

"now, go get the dirt on max, and make revenge mommy proud." y/n said, feeling their choice of wording was appropriate for the circumstance.

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how r y'all

i'm in love w jamie campbell bower

he so cute and sweet

good singer he is i can preach that

have a lovely day/night

-vinndeisel