This is not exactly a retelling of Heartstopper with Stranger Things characters; it's more of an AU/Fusion where I've placed the ST characters in the HS setting to see how they dwell in it. I guess it's not really that necessary to know about Hearts...
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It's Monday again. The only good thing about having class with Byers only two days a week is that I haven't had to see Harrington again, so I've had time to calm down since what happened last day. I've decided not to hold it against him, because I've realized he's not a bad guy. But I've also decided that I'm going to pretend to stay mad at him so I can tease him some more; although if he doesn't fall for it, I'll most likely confess to him that it didn't bother me as much as he thinks it did, because if he decides not to talk to me even a little bit, it's not funny.
I look at my phone (the real one), and open instagram, looking for a message from Henry, but there doesn't seem to be any. I reload the messaging page, in a futile attempt to believe that this guy has feelings for me. It's stupid, I'm stupid. We see each other constantly in the hallways, and he doesn't even say hello to me. I go into his profile and keep my finger hovering for a brief moment over the block button. I can't bring myself to do it. I click my tongue. I'm either a coward, or I'm very lonely, and I don't know which is more pathetic.
I lock my phone and put it in my pocket before I start walking. A small silence that allows me to hear the crowd of people passing in the hallway makes me realize that I still have my headphones plugged in, and I open my eyes wide as I remove them from my ears. I almost screw up again; I don't mind so much Byers taking the phone away from me as the thought of Harrington laughing at me once more. I can't let that happen again; today I have to beat him at this stupid game we've both decided we're playing.
Now I enter through the door frame, and I sigh in relief when I notice that Byers is not yet at his desk. Maybe I'm too early, because even Billy is sitting alone in the back row, staring at Steve, who seems to be concentrating as he writes something on his pad. I can't help but smile as I think about how to torture him for what he did to me.I sit down at the desk and give him a dry salute with a simple:
"Hi," he takes a few seconds to react, before looking at me, with his honeyed eyes, which seem ready to seek a truce. I suppress a smile.
"Hi," he says to me almost happily. "You managed to get in without your headphones on the only day Byers is running late".
"Shut up, Harrington," I say fiercely as I look away from him, which causes him to turn around completely, and move a little closer to me.
"Are you still angry at me?" he asks. "I really didn't want to say it. You made me," he says as he becomes more confident as he speaks. "If you hadn't been such a pain in the ass I wouldn't have said anything, so in the end it's your fault, Munson," he says assertively, almost angrily. I know he's right, so I decide not to answer him so he can't win this battle in such a simple way. I know that silence will annoy him more.
I am completely right because he stares at me for a few seconds, waiting for my forgiveness, but I stand firm, hiding the laughter that wants to escape between my lips. He looks away and returns to his notebook, but unable to contain his nervousness, his anger, or his desire to tease me he turns around again and starts looking at me. His index finger begins to dig into my ribs trying to get a smile out of me, or maybe just a reaction that gives me away as the liar that I am. Somehow I'm able to restrain myself, though I'm having a much harder time than I imagined, because I can see him out of the corner of my eye grinning like a goofball, and my heart is squishing itself like a baked potato. He shouldn't be able to be so cute, especially when he's as much of a jerk as the rest of them.
