Eleanor's Story

Chapter 3

Eleanor

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Okay, everything is fine is what I was saying over and over in my head. Yea Ele, your just trapped in the room of a Famoux member who you secretly have a crush on. Oh and she doesn't know your Norax's daughter so she'll probably think your an obsessed fan (which you are). Thanks conscious, you really know how to make a girl feel good and hopeful. 

I have 3 options: make a run for it, find something that can help me out or wait it out. Each scenario I played in my head always led to me getting caught. I can't get caught, DEFED needs me and if Norax sends me away again then I definitely wouldn't be able to help and be their closest inside source. I began to look around the room and saw a set of white washed doors. I quietly tiptoed to the doors and pulled at the handles. Inside revealed the biggest walk-in closet I have ever seen. There had to be thousands of clothes in here ranging from comfort to classy, yellow to black, casual to glamour.

I heard voices coming towards the room door so I pulled the set of doors in and hid behind one of the closet displays towards the door, so I could make a fast run for it if I had to.

"Yes Norax, I know; don't tell any members about your daughter until you do".

As soon as those words left her mouth my eyebrows scrunched together, why would she tell Till first? Why not everyone at the same time?

Even after Norax left the room questions were still floating in my head, each one more complicated then the last. They didn't stop coming until I heard humming in front of me.

Holy. Poop. Till. Is. In front. Of. Me.

You know when people say that when they meet their idol or celebrity crush and they're totally speechless? Well that's me right now but it wasn't for the right reason. I held my breath until she passed and let out a quiet sigh; ugh why did Norax have to keep me a secret to satisfy her own creepy needs?

I have no idea what happened. One minute I was hiding behind a display cursing Norax's name, the next minute I was on the floor, the wooden display broken with pieces around me. A very shocked and in hysterics Till stood in front of me. When her laughter died down she looked down on me with a look I wasn't able to decipher. She opened her mouth and said;

"I think you have wood in your hair".

I know, I know it's short but it's only a filler chapter. The good stuff and drama will be coming soon, I promise.

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