"Do you miss the way things used to be?" He asked.
"Yeah, well, of course. Don't you?" I nodded.
"Yeah." His eyes dropped down.
"I miss El. I really miss her. And I hate the way Michael's been acting lately. He's such an asshole and all for what?" I shook my head sadly.
"I'm worried for Will too. I have a bad feeling about all his episodes." I said.
"So am I." Lucas nodded.
"I'm scared things might not work out this time." My eyes welled with tears.
"Jesus, I'm pathetic." I chuckled dryly, the tears falling from the pools in my eyes.
Lucas snapped out of his daze and he sat up fully, leaning forward. When he spoke, his tone was soft and urgent. Reassuring.
"Hey, you're not pathetic, alright?" He brought his hand up to wipe my tears away.
"You're cool and different. And so pretty, and you're super smart. And you're, like," he threw his hands up
with a gesture, smirking. "Totally tubular."
I cracked a smile and laughed through my tears.
"Nobody actually says that, you know."
"Well, I do now."
"And it makes you super cool." I smiled.
A thoughtful look crossed Lucas's face, and he tilted
his head.
"I like talking with you, Y/n/n." He said.
"And I like talking with you, Lukie." I smiled.
A wild growl echoed from the distance capturing
everyone's attention.
"What was that?" My head snapped around to look into the fog.
Lucas's binoculars leapt back to his eyes as he scanned the junkyard.
There was clattering down inside the bus and muffled talking.
"Lucas, what's going on?" Dustin called up to the roof.
"Hold on!" He called, binoculars aimed at junkyard
entrance.
His view flew across the landscape in a hurry,
I watched anxiously beside him as he squinted
through the yard.
Lucas tensed when he caught a soft and barely audible thump from the east entrance, and his binoculars landed on a car in the distance he could have sworn moved.
"Shit." He breathed.
My gaze flickered to him for a brief moment before hastily scanning the fog once more.
"What? Did you see something?" I asked, quickly placing my grasp on one of his arms.
"I-I don't know-"
His words were cut short by his sudden gasp.
"I've got eyes!" He called. "Ten o'clock. Ten o'clock!"
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Girlfriend or girl that's a friend. (Lucas Sinclair x Reader)
FanfictionY/n Wheeler has basically always been part of the party. Ever since her twin brother, Mike (fraternal of course) introduced her to Will in the first grade, she kind of just stuck to the group. They were her support system and she was theirs. Practic...
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