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Y/n's pov:

"She just passed out."

"How old is she?"

"Why does that matter?"

"Because she might be y'know..."

"No, I don't know."

"Are you this brainless? What I'm saying is she might be from the lab like El."

The person whispers the last part.

"El!" I turn around now facing toward the people.

"You know El?"

"Yes, sister. Left me." I respond.

"Who are you?" One of them asks.

"Papa calls me twelve, but my name's Y/n L/n." 

I get up from the couch and fold the cover I was lying under. 

"I'm Dustin, that's Lucas, this is Mike, and this is Will."

"Where's El?" I ask.

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