You like him? Ha! (STRANGER THINGS) · Y/n story by @sethbearboo

The morning air carried the crisp bite of late September as Hawkins High came into view, its familiar red brick and sprawling parking lot already buzzing with the chaos of students.

Max Mayfield

skating up beside Y/n, kicking her board up with practiced ease Hey. You're early today. Thought I'd have to drag you out of bed by your hair.

Dustin Henderson

jogging over, out of breath Did you see the new campaign notes? Eddie's got something insane planned for Saturday. Like, insane. I'm talking dragons and mind flayers and—

Lucas Sinclair

cutting him off, walking over with a basketball under his arm Dustin, chill. Some of us have to actually pass history before we can worry about dragons.

Dustin Henderson

History's for nerds. Hellfire's for legends.

Max Mayfield

snorts Says the guy who cried during the 'E.T.' ending.

Dustin Henderson

It was emotional! Spielberg knew exactly what he was doing!

A familiar rumble drew everyone's attention. A black Camaro slid into the parking lot, engine purring as it cut through the morning noise.

Billy Hargrove

leaning against the hood, arms crossed, voice dry Max, you forgot your lunch. Again.

Max Mayfield

groaning I didn't forget it, I left it on purpose. The cafeteria food's better than your sandwiches.

Billy Hargrove

eyes flicking to Y/n, a small smirk tugging at his lips You're welcome to bring her something yourself, then. If you're so picky.

Max Mayfield

flipping him off lazily Don't you have a fight to pick or a mirror to stare at?

Billy Hargrove

pushing off the car, walking closer, but his gaze stays on Y/n Just making sure everyone's got what they need.

The bell rang, a shrill reminder that the day was starting. Students began filtering toward the doors, the energy shifting from casual to rushed.

Robin Buckley

jogging up, waving frantically Y/n! Wait up! I have the new tape from the video store, you have to tell me if it's worth my shift tonight.

She smiled, falling into step beside Y/n as the group moved toward the entrance.

Robin Buckley

lowering her voice, leaning in Also, uh, heads up. Steve's in a mood. Something about a black eye and a fight he "totally won." I'll let you decide if that's believable.