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YELLOW " chapter one... " ( 💛, 🩹, 🐝, 🍋, 🍯, 📒 )
THE DAY that eleanor erikson met stiles stilinski was a glorious one for both of them. but not because they had met each other. for stiles, it was because he'd been invited to his first party, that wasn't out of pity. and for eleanor, it was because her father had left for his business trip, and she could finally go to a party.
instead of meeting each other that night, they rather met the next day. in fact, the only person that eleanor spoke to that night was scott mccall. the werewolf best friend of stiles stilinski. he looked rather alone standing in the corner by himself. and eleanor had a thing for taking in strays.
"are you here alone?" she questioned, looking up to the tanned boy with a smile. he wasn't that much taller than her, but her white sneakers didn't exactly add on any extra height for her. he smile down to her, shaking his head as an answer.
"no, i'm here with a friend. well...i was." she frowned slightly as he told his story, shaking her head at him. she didn't know why anyone would leave this boy alone, but she wouldn't let a night go to waste for him.
"well, now you're not alone. i'm not much of a fan of parties, i just like meeting new people." scott didn't realise how strange this girl was when he first started talking to her, but he soon realised that maybe she wasn't weird, more too nice for the world.
"thanks. hey, i didn't get your name." she smiled up at him again, moving to stand in front of him and extending a hand in his direction. he smiled back, taking her hand and shaking it. they giggled together, until a brunette boy took his attention.
"i'm eleanor. nice to meet you." that same smile hadn't left her face the entire time that they'd been talking, and it was refreshing for scott to talk to someone that wasn't so downtrodden all the time.
"i'm scott." as the two began talking about meaningless things like school and the party, scott's phone began to ring, and an urgent look crossed his face. he looked down to the message on his screen, giving an apologetic smile to the girl.
"go get her, scott. i'll find someone to dance with." she gave him a heartfelt smile, after noticing that he was desperate to leave the party for the girl that had texted him. until he realised, that eleanor shouldn't have known that a girl had texted him.
"how did you..." but she was already gone. eleanor had wandered away from the boy and into the middle of the dance floor with a huge smile on her face, grabbing a random girl and beginning to dance with her. scott only shook his head, leaving the house to find the girls.
