*In Eleanor's POV*
Hello, my name is Eleanor Collins. Let me start this off by saying I'm a complete fucking loser with no life, you've been warned.
I'm quite short, Isabelle is taller then me by a bit but the giant twats who I have an immense hatred for are much much taller. I have black hair with blue streaks which I find cute, hazel eyes, small lips, and a nose and lip ring, my lip is a small black hoop but my nose is one that like bulls have, which I like.
Personality wise I'm complete fucking bitch. I have 0 tolerance for stupidity, and I just hate talking to people... actually I just hate people in general. I'm the opposite of Isabelle when it comes to this, she's generally happy, out going and nice to new people but I'm always pissed about something. I keep to myself, and I most likely will not talk to you if you are new.
Isabelle is the only person I can tolerate so I just mostly hang out with her. I'm saying this now, I don't have much of a problem with Phil but Daniel can go fuck himself kindly.
My only interest are drawing, playing guitar, and browsing the internet mindlessly watching youtubers, going through tumblr and playing video games that rot my brain. So this is all you need to know about me because I don't feel like opening anymore. Goodbye.
*my point of view aka the other author.*
♢ Hello, my name is Cayden. I'm the other author of this story, I hope you will enjoy it and our weird minds. I'd love you for ever if you continued reading this story. Xoxo-Cayden ♢
Picture: Eleanor Collins.
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FanfictionEleanor Collins and Isabelle Deyes are both 18 year old girls finishing up their last year at school. They both are each other's best friends and have been through everything. They think alike, have the same likes and dislikes, and they both have th...
