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OLIVIA DANCES AROUND TO THE music playing on El's speaker. Max dances with her, the two girls link hands and sing along to the lyrics, their terrible singers but it's still funny. Eleven lays on her bed, reading through some of Max and Olivia's magazines, Liv has the best magazines out of the group but a lot of hers have holes cut out of them where she sticks them in her art book, Eleven pulls Olivia's art book towards her and flips it open.
She flips to a page with a bunch of pictures of Leonardo DiCaprio on, it's basically a shrine. "What is this?" Eleven asks, holding the book up. Olivia's eyes widen and she snatches the book away.
"That is uh, nothing." Olivia mutters, leaning against the dresser, trying to act cool. Max snatches the art book and opens it, laughing as she sits beside El.
"This is a shrine for Leonardo DiCaprio." The red head giggles, Olivia rolls her eyes sitting on the floor. "He's hot though."
"DiCaprio?" Eleven asks, Olivia laughs.
"Yeah, he's hot right." Max raises an eyebrow. Eleven's eyes widen, "I bet he's an amazing kisser."
"No." Olivia shakes her head, and then she turns to El, smirking mischievously, "Is Mike a good kisser?" Max gasps, smiling and turning to Eleven. She shrugs, looking to the side.
"He's my first boyfriend."
"Ex boyfriend." Max corrects. Eleven nods trailing her eyes off, "Hey don't worry about it, okay? He'll come crawling back too you in no time, begging for forgiveness. I guarantee you him and Lucas are like totally wallowing is self pity and misery right now. They're like, 'Oh, I hope they take us back." Max tilts her head back, pretending to cry. Eleven laughs. The Mayfield girl smirks suddenly, "Hey Liv, is Eddie a good kisser?"
Olivia looks up at them, she sighs, getting off the floor and climbing onto the bed. She's silent for a minute, "Is he?" Eleven asks, wanting to know.
"Yeah, he is." Olivia giggles, "He is. He's so gentle but also like rough at the same time, it's weird but it's really nice." Eleven frowns, confusion spreading across her face, Max frowns as well, "He like pulls you in by the waist, he's tall so he like leans down and his arms are long so they hook around my waist perfectly and then he kisses you, like softly but also roughly and you just like melt into it. It's like kissing a marshmallow and then falling into heaven."
"That's strangely weird but also sounds really nice." Max giggles, raising an eyebrow.
