Where the fuck am I?

My name is Y/N, and before you ask, no, I'm not like other girls. I'm different. I don't wear dresses or skirts or- or jewellery or makeup!
I don't wear them. I wear Converse and jeans and hoodies. I'm different, I read books, and I don't get my hair done. I guess that's why I'm so lonely and I get bullied

But recently, a boy... he gave me a love letter!

Well, boys... plural, I had multiple love letters on Valentines Day, and my locker had so many. I never expected this.

Will my life finally be changing?

...

My name is Eleanor, and what the fuck.

FIRSTLY, I was at home, stanning over 6 feet, twice my age- *cough* *cough* military men-. THEN I was like... thrown into a wattpad fucking story.

And FIRST some context.. long long ago, when I was 13 and bored, I downloaded Wattpad. And I read a story about a girl named Y/N. WHAT NAME IS THAT? Anyway, I felt bad for her. She was having all the boys at school fight over her and stress her out.

Thinking about it now, Y/N was a whiny bitch. no wonder why she was bullied. She was a self-centered, self entitled girl who thought everyone was after her when everyone was minding their business.

I can't fucking believe I'm in the same story now. Everlando Crestfall High. The fuck is that high school name?

Anyway, it turns out I'm a student there, I don't know how, but I am. I've survived for two days, but I'm bound to meet Y/N.

Yay.

...

Read this two perspective book, where you get experience two sides of the same story from two different ming sets.

Will Y/N find true love?

Will Eleanor ever leave?

Well, read to find out!