Eloise woke up to a screaming migraine and blinding light shining in her eyes.

"Rise and shine, sweet cheeks. You are not supposed to be here anymore." Curtains were yanked back and a voice filled the air. Eloise swiveled her head to her left, squinting at the faint outline of a girl.

"Annie?" Eloise tried to sit up, pushing the covers off of herself, only to yank the sheets up again. "Oh- oh, my god. I'm naked?" Her mind whirled, "I'm naked. Oh, my god." Her vision was becoming more clear, but her head was pounding relentlessly.

Annie laughed, "You obviously got a little frisky last night. Not such a good girl after all, huh?" She winked, then went back to tidying up the rest of the room. A bedroom, Eloise vaguely realized. She was in a bedroom, at Annie's house, and she was naked in a bed.

"Wh- What happened last night, exactly?" She knew she was panicking, but she needed to know details, and now. Eloise hated not being in control of her life, and that's one of the reasons why she avoided drinking. She never wanted to be caught doing something she had no idea she was even doing in the first place.

It was a little too late for that, though.

"You don't remember?" Annie raised her eyebrows, "You went upstairs with a really cute guy and no one saw you after that. Your boyfriend left hours ago, everyone did." She picked up Eloise's dress from last night and tossed it to her, "I figured I would let you sleep, you look like you blacked out."

Eloise grabbed the dress numbly and stepped out of the bed, turning around so she could put on the dress. "Blacked out? Why would I… I didn't even drink that much."

"It was your first time drinking, right? Maybe you're a lightweight," Annie shrugged, "All I know is that I kind of need you to leave. My parents will be home in about two hours and I need to call the maid to come clean this place up. Because if I don't in time, Daddy isn't buying me that new Lilly Pulitzer dress." She fake-pouted, "And an Annie-without-a-Lilly-Pulitzer-dress is a very unhappy Annie."

Eloise felt her head spinning and the tears almost threatening to spill out. She hugged herself tightly, wanting so badly to remember but not being able to. "Thanks for basically taking care of me, sorry I got out of hand last night."

"It's a party, you're supposed to." Annie shrugged again.

"Did Caleb, uh.." Eloise paused, not quite knowing how to word her question without sounding like the world's worst girlfriend, "Did he, you know, see me last night?"

"Nope, though I doubt he wouldn't mind considering he left before that with Allison Baker. Is your guys relationship an open one, or something?"

Eloise gathered her blonde hair into a rough ponytail, and the tears that had threatened to spill out earlier were starting to. "No," She whispered, "No, not at all. I made a mistake, I need to go. Thanks again, Annie."

She grabbed her purse and bolted as fast as she could. She couldn't bear to face Caleb, she didn't know how she would even begin to apologize or if she even should. He always cheated on her, after all. Always. So why was it when she did it she felt so damn guilty?

Because you didn't even know his last name, or his age, and you don't even remember it! Her mind screamed at her accusingly. She shoved her keys into the ignition in her car, needing to drive anywhere that was away from here. She pulled her heels off and began to drive North, heading onto the highway. She felt like she wasn't even a part of herself, like she was outside of her body and none of this was even real. She could feel her fingers punching in Jess's number on her cell phone, and wasn't surprised when Jess picked up sounding like she had the worst hangover out of everyone that had been at the party.

"Hello?" Her voice was groggy, "Eloise, seriously? Right now? It's the morning after a huge party, you can not be doing this to me."

"Jess, please, this is serious need-to-know stuff. As in, I need to know. Right now. So your sleep can easily wait." Eloise took a deep breath, shifting her phone to her shoulder so she could keep both hands on the steering wheel. "Did you see me at all last night? At all?"

"At the beginning of the party, yeah.. why do you need to know this?"

"I can't remember a single thing from last night and I woke up in a bed naked. And not with Caleb next to me. Or anyone for that matter. And I can't remember!" The tears spilled out more, and she could just feel herself getting worked up and frustrated. "I want to remember, so badly, Jess. But I can't, it's like my memory is just a blank sheet of paper that is supposed to have words but it doesn't. Isn't… Dammit!" She hit the steering wheel with her palm, "Isn't a girl's first time supposed to be with her boyfriend that she loves? And shouldn't she remember it?"

There was a long pause on the end of the line.

"Eloise, how much did you drink?"

"Like two cups, maybe three, tops. And the punch was only spiked for goodness' sake, most of it was just punch! Am I that much of a lightweight?" She groaned, only to hear more silence on the end. "Okay, Jess, now you either tell me I'm stupid, or you comfort me. Whichever one you feel like."

"Eloise, listen, you are stupid. But not because you drank too much, because you didn't. Did this guy," Jess paused, and then let out a frustrated sigh, "Did he get you the drink or did you?"

Eloise wanted to slam the breaks on the car at that instant, but instead she clenched her hands tighter around the steering wheel. "What are you trying to say?" Her voice felt flat, monotone, and she realized that suddenly she didn't want to do anything but go to sleep and pretend like none of this ever happened.

"I'm saying that you didn't drink a lot, and somehow you blacked out and ended up naked in a bed. No one blacks out and can't remember a single thing from three drinks. And Michaela and Lily told me a couple weeks ago that a guy had gone to both their parties and apparently roofied a few girls' drinks. Not-" She let out another sigh, "Not that you should jump to the conclusion that that is what happened, but they never saw what the guy looked like, and-"

"Stop."

"Eloise, if this is the case, you can't run from this. I know this was your first time and you were saving it for Caleb, but-"

"No, just stop, Jess. Caleb and me aren't even a thing anymore in my book, because apparently Allison Baker is a short chapter in his, and I am not-" She gritted her teeth, "I am not going to let you lie and convince me I was raped just because you're mad I cheated on your brother."

"Eloise, god, you have got to be kidding me. I'm trying to help you! If what you said is true then this could be a serious issue-"

"No, you know what, I'm beginning to remember last night. And it was beautiful and James was a perfect gentleman, and it was the most amazing first time a girl could ask for. So, never mind. Forget I even bothered to call." She flipped her phone shut, throwing it down into the passenger seat. She kept driving for what felt like a couple of hours, and then a couple turned into a few, and then suddenly it was about 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Her mom had been calling her cell phone all day, and Eloise just continually let it ring, not wanting to pick up and hear another lecture. She just needed to get away, away from her mom (You've already disappointed me, well, gee, thanks Mom, Happy Birthday to me, too), away from Caleb (Look, all I'm saying is that things happen, you sure proved that with Allison Baker, didn't you?), away from the beauty pageants that dictated her life (You lost, again, what a perky reminder!), and mostly, away from that charming boy whose last name she didn't even know, and who had taken what was most important to her (Actually, I was thinking we could go some place a little more private, gosh, what a swell idea).

But most of all, she wanted away from the inside of her mind. She couldn't take not knowing, not being able to piece together what had happened. She hated all the questions that swirled through her mind, ones she couldn't ask because she was too embarrassed and too upset and too angry. She wanted nothing more than to just shut her mind off, but she couldn't, and so the thoughts and questions bubbled constantly until her attention was diverted by a sign.

Welcome to La Push, Washington