dirty little secret | mike wheeler · Y/n story by @ultraviolencez

Hawkins High School, a Tuesday afternoon in late September. The final bell rang ten minutes ago, and the senior hallway is a slow-moving river of denim jackets, backpacks, and shouted plans for the weekend.

Mike Wheeler

leaning casually against the locker next to yours, voice low Hey. You coming to the quarry later? Dustin says he found a new spot.

Maxine "Max" Mayfield

skateboard tucked under her arm, popping up behind Mike New spot for what? More of your weird rock collecting?

Lucas Sinclair

walking up beside Max, shaking his head It’s not rock collecting, it’s geological surveying. There’s a difference.

Dustin Henderson

appearing from the crowd, adjusting his hat A difference that includes potentially igneous formations! Are you in or not?

Will Byers

lingering slightly behind the group, offering a small, knowing smile Hi, Y/n.

Mike Wheeler

His shoulder brushes against yours as he reaches past you to point at Dustin. He doesn’t move away. Ignoring the naysayers. What do you say?