I've never done E2L before, so I wasn't sure how to go about it in a short. Here you go! Chelsea's parents met in college.
Eleanor Weaver looked at her schedule one more time before stepping into the classroom. She was sure this was the right one, but a little nagging in her head told her to check again. Ignoring that nagging, she stuffed her schedule in her pocket and chose a seat.
"Hey," the smiling guy next to her said. He had neat brown hair and sparkling brown eyes. He looked older than her, and her heart fluttered.
Eleanor chided herself. She didn't know this guy. For all she knew, he was a stuck-up jerk who flirted with every girl he saw. She squeezed her hands in her lap to contain her silly emotions.
"Hi," Eleanor said politely. "Are you taking creative writing, too?"
"That's why I'm here," the guy said. "I'm Parley, by the way. Parley Host."
"Eleanor Weaver."
"I'll remember that name for when you're a famous author someday," Parley said and winked.
Eleanor blushed. "I'm not going to be famous. I write only for myself."
"I hear that's the best way to write," Parley said.
The class started, and Eleanor did her best not to look at Parley again.
A few days later, they got their first assignment back.
"Well done, everyone," the teacher said. "As promised, the student with the highest score will read their work to the class."
Eleanor looked at her score. Ninety-six. That was practically perfect for college scores. She expected the teacher would call on her.
"Mr. Host, would you please entertain us with your work?"
Eleanor barely managed to keep her jaw from dropping. From that moment on, she and "Mr. Host" were enemies.