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003. Eloise wouldn't consider herself a stalker, however others may in this situation. She knew her tactics; she had thick skin, she's familiar with her moves and always puts up with it. Callous and insensitive.
This leads her to her next point.
Crouched down behind a rock wall, fingers casually picking on the delicate skin around her finger nail, Eloise was watching Rafe like a hawk.
Something about him seemed off— not that he had done anything specifically. To her right she could see JJ and Pope's body language from afar as they, only one of them, glared straight at Rafe and his goons. Based on how Pope was acting, he was clearly terrified of them.
Which strike a thought across her mind. Twirling her hair between her index and middle finger she thought 'how could anyone be afraid of Rafe Cameron?'
Even though she had met him for the first time a couple days ago, she already had viewed him way differently than other people on the Island could ever.
The OBX viewed him as fearsome. Meaning that he's only frightening because of his ... size? His cold aura? His extreme nature? That he's dreadful and horrible, he was apart of the Cameron family; has a great reputation all because of his father. Ward Cameron.
But really, to her at least— and Barry, he's wretched. Meaning that he's a miserable person and she could tell. One who's profoundly unhappy or in great misfortune— his relation with his Dad? Family, maybe?
Overall, she could just be thinking some bullshit. You'd think that, right?
Standing up from her position and dusting off the dirt from her linen pants, she took one last look at Rafe and made her way out of the so called movie night.
Meanwhile, Rafe who was standing just by the food stand and hands tucked into his khaki shorts as Kiara just passed him, the boy's tongue was poking the side of his cheek on the inside due to frustration of the incident that happened with Toppers boat.
Turning around, he was making his way back to where his friends were and caught the familiar brown curly hair from the distance. Could that have been Eloise? He thought. But shook his head and puffed out his cheek and sigh leaving his mouth.
As much has he would not like to admit it or tell himself, but he hadn't stop thinking of those eyes that would stare right back at his that had him warming him up.
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