Prequel to 'Answers' She should not be here. She should not remember. She could be the beginning, Or she could be the end. All rights to James Dashner, to whom I can never compare Please don't copy Thank you all

I never thought I'd fall for him, and I was sure he wouldn't fall for me. We were polar opposites. On one hand, there was me, Eleanor Phillips. Reserved, sarcastic, and smarter than a person two years senior to myself. On the other hand, there was him. Loud, outspoken, and loved by nearly everyone. We never really shared genuine conversation. For awhile, we simply couldn't be bothered with each other. Then, around my third year, his fourth, everything changed. That's when my loathing started. How I detested him. To others, he was perfect. Quidditch Captain, a Gryffindor, easy going, and loved by all. To me, he was an idiot. He paraded around the school, wearing a dumb grin on his face. Nothing ever bothered him. That is, except me. My loathing turned into our loathing and that's where our whole story begins. The story of those who were less than friends. The story of those who were not even acquaintances.