In which Trust-fund Baby Eleanor Hayden is confronted with a reality check in the form of Logan Huntzberger.
Eleanor is many things. She is the daughter of Christophers' older brother, Star Alumni of Chilton Preparatory School and now Writer for th...
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Paris party to honor Asher Fleming was on a full blast when Eleanor Hayden decided to join. Still dressed in her all-black dinner outfit that the brunette wore to her grandparent's house, the Hayden girl felt much out of place. But how was she supposed to flee a party being held in her own dorm?
"Thank you for coming. Please feel free to take a book," Eleanor heard Paris say, as she entered the dorm room, but soon noticed that the people were heading more towards the full stocked bar than the table of books from Asher.
"Yeah, most of the people have no idea they're at a wake. They think it's some weird theme party. I've spent the entire evening trying to get people to stop referring to Asher as "the old dead dude," Eleanor heard the voice of her cousin explain to Marty as she made her way towards the pair.
"Hey, you," Eleanor greeted, while still taking in her surroundings.
"Ellie, you made it," Rory exclaimed excitedly, handing her cousin a cup of red wine that she knew she would adore.
"Thanks, Rory," Eleanor smiled tightly, feeling slightly uncountable in the party setting.
"Does Paris know? I mean that everyone thinks this is a party?" Marty turned to Rory, resuming their conversation, while Eleanor raised her eyebrows at him.
