Eleanor's POV. I was wrong.  Henry was dead ass good in the game and he made it close to impossible to fail. It angered me that he was so good at everything and the way my heart fluttered excited when he knocked off every soldier from the stand made me realize he was also good at the whole playboy thing.  I watched him excitedly as he knocked off the soldiers and when the last one fell, I scoffed in shock and he turned to me. He blew the tip of his gun as if it was smoking hot from shooting at the fake soldiers.  "What are you saying about not winning again?" He asked and I rolled my eyes, unable to hide the smile that filled my face when he dusted off his jacket arrogantly.  "Oh shut up, it's beginner's luck," I said, turning away from him as he laughed and placed the gun in my hand.  "Ok then. Try it and

  Eleanor's POV.  If there was anything I noticed it was that when I noticed a few guys checking me out, they immediately had that horrified look on their faces and then they looked in the other direction.  It bothered me a little that they did that and for a moment, I wondered if maybe it was because I wasn't just beautiful enough up close.  But as soon as I felt that, Henry said something really funny distracting my thoughts away from it and I was soon involved in the aura around us.  I didn't know being in a park could be so much fun and after a series of playing different games, eating and laughing at the top of our lungs I suddenly grew tired.  I yawned tiredly, as I checked the time to see it was a few minutes to ten. There was a rush of adrenaline in me and I breathed in the cool air surrounding us as if trying to take a p

Chapter 25.Eleanor's POV."That asshole! Who does he think he is giving you his jacket like some sort of gentleman?" Henry said angrily, gripping my hand tighter and hurting my wrist. "Henry-" I started to say and he turned to me, cutting me off rudely."Why would you accept clothing from someone you don't know?" He asked me, his blue eyes glaring daggers into my head."I didn't know it was him at first, I thought it was you." I said, surprised that he was angry at me for no reason at all."Well next time you should check. What if it was a pervert trying to kidnap you or something. You can't be this naive." He spat and I scoffed."I'm not naive! You're the one being a jerk here!" I yelled at him, snatching my hand back forcefully and the ice-creams dropped, splattering on the floor. My eyes filled with tears at the tiny bruise on my wrist and the fallen ice-cream, but worst of all because of the way Henry had yelle

Eleanor's POV. Today at school Henry was back to his normal annoying self as he sat beside me before history class.  "Why do you keep yawning?" I asked him as he wiped his tired eyes with the bags in them before smiling at me. "I was thinking about you," He said and I scoffed, taking my history note in my bag to revise before the teacher comes.  I hadn't gotten enough sleep either, when I got home last night my mom had been waiting for me in the sitting room. Her intense eyes were glaring at me as I closed the door, startled that she had arrived home before I did.  Then I received a lecture that I could teach for four years and I was grounded for the rest of the today's evening.  "Sorry about that, I should have covered up for you," Annie said when she came out of her room that night, feeling remorseful. I scoffed. "Yo

 Eleanor's POV.I groaned, standing up from my seat and I stretched my arms. The last class for the day was finally over and I couldn't wait to get home. "Hey Eleanor, can I borrow your Algebra note?" A curly brown haired boy with a little too big glasses. He was in my class and I saw him a few times. "Yeah. But you have to return it tomorrow." I said, pulling out my Algebra note from my bag before handing it to him. He took it from me as students passed by talking about the game that was coming up in two weeks.I sighed, I had swimming lessons today too. Rubbing my head I started to leave the class when the guy I had given my note to stopped me. "Hi, uhm.." He stammered, pulling up his glasses to his nose as he glanced around nervously.He was cute in a way and his hair curled around his forehead, he was tall too but his dressing was off. A baggy sweatshirt and a pale blue shirt, his skinny frame