-1983-

Chapter 1: Snobs

Emerson
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"Lucas! Get down here before I change my mind about driving you!" I yelled with a stern voice, my hand already on the doorknob.
"Oh my god I'm coming!" he screamed with a voice crack. I chuckled.
A minute later he came running down the stairs.
"Do I look okay?"
I stood there and put my hand on my chin, observing him for a minute.
I stared him up and down. "You look like a nerd."
"Emerson!" he whined.
"You look great." I said, holding him shoulder.
"Now let's move, I'll be in deep shit if you're late."
I drove Lucas to the Hawkins Middle School, and it still looked the same after a few years. I dropped him off at the curb and said,
"Have fun with your loser friends." with a smile.
"Have fun with the snobby highschoolers." he said with a grin back. I punched his arm.
"Ow!" he said, grabbing his shoulder. I rolled my eyes.
"Relax!"
"Okay, okay, bye Emerson. Come pick me up at 3."
"Whatever." I said, driving off.
I was nervous to be back, I hadn't been in Hawkins since the 7th grade. It was a new school, with probably some of the same people but taller and more mature.
I approached the highschool, which looked like Hawkins Middle school but bigger and a lot more people.
I pulled into a parking spot and got out of my car, observing everyone. I wasn't really friends with anyone in middle school. The only friend I had, Riley, had gone missing and never got found, but I don't really wanna talk about it. So I guess it was a fresh start.
I was just starting my senior year. I guess my parents wanted me to finish here for some reason. So stupid.
I walked across the dirty parking lot and past people standing by their cars. I pulled open the door to see a handmade paper banner going across the ceiling. It said "WELCOME BACK - CLASS OF '83"
I rolled my eyes. So tacky.
I looked down at the paper that I was given and made my way to my locker. I noticed what seemed to be a couple leaning against it.
"Hey, that's my locker. Mind moving?"
"Oh, yeah, my bad." The guy said, moving out of the way.
"Hey, you're Emerson, right?" the girl said.
I realized that it was Nancy Wheeler. She was a junior and one of Lucas's friend's, Mike's, sister.
"Oh, yeah! You're Nancy, right? Mike's sister?"
"That's me!" she said with a smile. Suddenly the boy called her over and she said,
"Oh, sorry, I have to go, but I'll be sure to find you again to catch up!"
"Okay, see you around." I said as she went back to the guy. I realized that, the guy was Steve Harrington. The biggest douch in middle school. I'd never expect them together. I guess things really changed around here.
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Nancy
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"Hey, who's the girl?" Steve asked, his arm around my shoulders.
"Oh that's Mike's friend's sister, Emerson. Don't you remember her?" I replied.
He snapped his fingers and went,
"Oh! Sinclair?"
"You've got it!"
"I'm pretty sure she hated me in middle school."
I laughed "Didn't everyone?"
Suddenly Barb came up to me.
"Hey, Nance! Do you wanna get to class?"
Suddenly the bell rang.
"Yeah, let's go. I'll see you later Steve." I said, walking off to class with Barb.
Before I could walk off, he grabbed my arm and kissed me.
"See ya." he said with a wink.
I walked off with Barb and she gave me a surprised expression.
"So I guess I missed a few things?"
I smiled.
"Yeah, uh, me and Steve are dating. I didn't tell you?"
"No. You didn't. Just- please don't let him come in between our friendship."
I stopped her. Is that really what she thought?
"Look, Barb. Steve is amazing in all and he treats me right but he will never get in between us."
Her face showed slight relief.
"Good! Now, let's hurry before we're late to class."
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Emerson
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I made my way to my first class, AP English, and sat down in the back. I was one of the first ones there, and I was glad I didn't sit in the front. Suddenly, I saw Nancy walk in and she sat right in front of me, her friend next to her. I tapped her shoulder.
"Hey." I said with a smile.
She turned around quickly. "Oh my gosh hey, Emerson! That's cool that we're in the same class."
Her friend looked super confused and I could tell.
I stuck out my arm to her and said, "Hey, I'm Emerson, if you were wondering."
She gave me a nervous smile.
"Um, kind of. I'm Barb." she said, shaking my hand. I was a bit disappointed with her lack of enthusiasm to see me.
"She's Lucas's, one of Mike's friends, sister. She's really cool!" Nancy explained to Barb.
I smiled. She thought I was cool. The teacher walked in and Nancy whispered to me,
"I'll talk to you later."
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