I didn't notice Eleanor right away. Livi's girlfriend? Okay. Whatever. I barely knew Livi. She seemed quieter than James and Frankie. I guessed she liked to keep more to herself. Sure. But then they broke up. I talked to Eleanor about it. Told her that she shouldn't let Livi pressure her into anything she didn't want to do. She was sad, she told me how much she liked Livi. I told her to be honest. I was just trying to be a friend. I didn't think anything of it. A few days later, I decided to check on her again, see how she was doing. She said that nobody cared about her and I said that I did. I did because I saw myself in her. Someone naive, so eager to be loved. We talked about other stuff. Her family. My family. I told her about what it was like, being a demigod. One hour, and I was obsessed with the way her hands moved when she talked and the way her eyes sparkled and the way she was hesitant to smile at first but was soon laughing. I don't know if it was a crush because I've never had one before, but one thing was sure, I wanted to get to know Eleanor Woods. I wanted to touch that long, dark hair. I wanted to hear that laugh again and again. I wanted to heal that heart that had been broken so many times. And maybe, just maybe, they did too.
But something stopped me. Livi, of course. Eleanor still loves her. Not to mention how dangerous it would be to get to know Eleanor and for them to get to know me. But still, I can't get them off my mind. Eleanor seemed so...genuine. So innocent. I think if she knew who I was and everything she'd change her mind.
