Are you interested in moderating the group?
Of course! It might take me a bit to get used to it, but I think I'd do a good job. I'm super organized and responsible.
What are your top five choices of characters?
In order of preference:
Eliot’s little sister is making a name for herself at Haverleigh. One of the younger girls, she’s already getting straight-As and joining the big leagues. Her brother’s influence doesn’t hurt, of course. But the truth is that Evie has that spark, that something. Not one to be outshined, she’s signed up for all the clubs that Eliot is in – and others. She’s determined to not only match his accomplishments but one-up him. An overachiever to the max, she somehow still finds time for a social life. She may be one of the younger girls, but she’s just as popular as any senior. Well-liked by students and teachers alike, Evie is carving out her own reputation at Haverleigh. But what would make Evie even happier than outshining her brother would probably be to be part of the Seven. Is she? It’d be just like this overachiever to be one of the founding members and to not say a word about it to anyone – just to be able to brag later, when the truth comes out.
Model: Astrid Berges-Frisbey
Why should you be valedictorian?
I've got it all. People (both teachers and students) respect me. I'm a star in class and on the field. I can beat my brother at anything.
Do people here like you?
Of course. They are drawn to me. Yes, I'm Eliot's little sister, and obviously, that's a contributing factor, but I've never met anyone who didn't take to me immediately. I'm my own person, not his shadow.
Tell us one thing you've heard about the Seven.
They invoke fear. They hold more power than anyone else at Haverleigh. They are unforgettable.
It was my brother who found me.
Eliot wasn't supposed to be coming home for Christmas. He told me that he was happy, happier than he had ever been here. He had friends and a girlfriend. People cared about him at Haverleigh. People who didn't leave for weeks at a time with little to no notice. There, he didn't have a baby sister who he constantly needed remind to take her anti-anxiety pills in order to curd the desire, the need to be perfect.
But, something must have clicked. Whether it was my too chipper response or another sign, Eliot hopped on the next plane to New York City without hesitation.
Later, he told me it was supposed to be a last minute surprise, but we both knew that was bullshit. He was worried. Eliot doesn't do surprises and neither do I. He's analytical and rational. It's something we have in common. Ellie and I are similar to a fault. We both pretend to have no feelings, to care only for ourselves, but we love each other. It isn't in an obvious way. We compete for our parents limited attention, each hoping to obtain the small amount of affection they offer up, but Eliot and I would be lost without each other.
I can only imagine what it must have been like for him to walk through that door. To see me and the blood. That was all he would comment on later. “God, Evie. There was so much blood. I didn't...I didn't know what to do.” I can't remember that day well. Only the rash decision and the razor and the loneliness of it all.
The hospital, however, is ingrained in my mind: the too bright lights, all the talking and beeping, and that awful disoriented feeling. Then, my brother sitting next to me crying. It was the first, and only, time I've ever seen him reduced to tears.
He looked at me with betrayal and hurt written all over his face. “What the fuck were you thinking, Evie? You can't do that. You can't leave me.”
My throat was dry, my voice raspy. “I...I'm sorry, Eliot.”
“You'd better be. You don't leave me and I don't leave you. You got that Eve? Us Penhallows to the end. We're meant to rule the world together, you know.” His tone appeared teasing, but his eyes reflected his sincerity. He grabbed hold of one of my hands and squeezed it tight.
I squeezed back. “Yeah, Ellie I understand.”
“You just gotta make it to next year, baby sis. We'll take over Haverleigh. You're going to love it there. I promise.”