Prologue

So yeah, this idea was nagging me and had to be put into words. Ive planned this out so it should be a total of five chapters, including this one. This story is a tale about Eleanor. A simple girl with a passion for soccer and good food. During the day she is normal, like everyone else.

But do you know Eleanor's secret?

Note that this is all in Eleanor's point of view and so will the rest of the chapters. Enjoy.


I grabbed the sheets tightly as the sensations came over me. They washed away my reason, my willpower in a flood of delight. Something coiled within me, wrapping itself tighter and tighter until I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted to stay like this forever, to enjoy these feelings for an eternity.

But I always came crashing down to earth. When I awoke, my entire bed felt damp. I'd ruined the sheets yet again. Last time I replaced these exact bed sheets, the store clerk had given me a look as if he knew why I was buying so many lately.

I guess I would just have to find another discount store to go to.

I had another one of those dreams. They happened almost everyday now, draining me of my energy. I eagerly opened the drawer next to my bed and pulled out my secret book. My dreams and nightmares were all diligently recorded here. I even had some sketches when I was feeling particularly artistic. They were pretty good, at least in my eyes. I never showed them to anyone.

But this dream was no nightmare. I've been having it for a while now, ever since Theodore had asked me out. He was such a handsome boy. I distinctly remembered him shaking nervously when he tried to ask me out. I gave him one kiss and ever since then we were inseparable.

Well, until now of course. We were all seventeen or close to it, ready to take on the world and all it had in store for us. But with that, we slowly drifted apart as a family and as friends. Theodore decided to take a summer internship with some famous chef over in San Diego. I looked around my room and remembered where my sisters had gone. Jeanette was over at the Chipmunk's house, hanging around with Simon in his lab. Brittany was off blowing another of my hundred dollars buying everything in sight. She'd come home everyday and "borrow" my money, then deny she ever took it in the first place.

"Stupid Brittany." I didn't hate her for it. Though I did hate not having any cash in my pockets. But laying around in these damp sheets weren't going to do me any good. I went to put away the book when a picture fell out. It was at one of the Chipmunk's benefit concerts a year ago. Alvin was on his knees, finishing a power slide. Simon was standing to his left, his arms crossed and a grin on his face. Theo was looking away from the camera and smiling at someone in the crowd.

"Me…"

I closed my eyes and returned to my dream. It was so serene now. I was on my bed, laying the arms of another. He grabbed at a pair of glasses much larger than his eyes. He put them on and I recognized him immediately.

"Simon…"


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