Stranger Things Preferences

When you meet for the first time (1)

Mike
The beginning of the new schoolyear was nothing to rejoice about, it was the same old boring classes and boring teachers. You did not have any hopes for that year to be slightly more interesting than the others but... you might have spoken too fast. Once everybody was sat in the classroom, your teacher reclaimed everybody's attention and said :

- Welcome back, everyone. I'm Mr. Lewis and I will be your math teacher this year. There are a lot of faces I don't know so I'm going to make it easier for everyone and put you in alphabetical order.

Groans of disagreements resounded in the room but he did not seem to care. Everybody stood up and sat at the place that was assigned to him or her. You were beginning to put your stuff out of your bag when the chair next to you moved. You looked up and saw a boy that had already drawn your attention when you saw him in the hallways :

- I hope you're nice because it seems like we'll see a lot of each other this year, he smiled. I'm M...

- Mike Wheeler, you ended. I know.

Immediately, you regretted what you just said. Great, now I look like I'm obsessed with him, way to go y/n... He had a little laugh that you guessed sincere before asking :

- And you are ?

- Really embarrassed.

- Wheeler, y/f/n ! I know your hormones are pretty overwhelmed at your age but please do not disturb my class. I shouldn't have to call to order on the first day.

Your face turned red immediately and so did Mike's, which is why you didn't talk for the rest of the lesson.

Will
Your dad was working as a carpenter and lately, it got into his head that you had to see what a day of work looked like so he insisted that you accompanied him all day long on the construction sites... How rejoicing...

The last client of the day was named Joyce Byers, your dad was supposed to work on her new garden shed. You were exhausted and hoping for that day to be over soon.

- Hello Mrs. Byers, I'm here for the garden shed, your dad said when the door opened.

- Oh of course. Come in, it's freezing cold. Would you like something to drink ? I just made hot chocolate.

You weren't supposed to accept anything from the clients but your eyes apparently betrayed your longing because Joyce rushed to the kitchen to pour you a cup of hot chocolate. You thanked her warmly and she took your dad outside to show him the shed. Staying alone in the living room, you sipped your hot chocolate silently, observing the decoration. When suddenly, a voice called :

- Mom ! Is it ready ?

A pause. The voice repeated :

- Mom ? MOOOOM !

Gathering your courage, you answered shyly :

- She's outside.

You heard footsteps coming closer and a boy of your age appeared in front of you, apparently as embarrassed as you were. He said :

- Sorry... I didn't know somebody else was there.

- No problem. I'm y/n.

- Will Byers, he smiled back.

Lucas
Riding your bike through the streets of Hawkins, you wiped the tears falling on your cheeks because they were blurring everything around you. Boys were stupid... Boys were mean and you were convinced of that. Only someone with the mind of a 5 years old boy could have had the idea of throwing your school bag in the water just "to see if it floats". You were too preoccupied cursing these morons that you didn't even notice that someone on his bike was dangerously coming closer and closer to you. You didn't have the time to move from his trajectory, both of you fell.

- Are you okay ? the guy asked.

- I... Yes, I think. What happened ? Who are you ?

- My brakes stopped working, I tried to warn you but you didn't seem to hear me. I'm Lucas by the way.

- Y/n, you sniffled.

- Why are you crying ? Are you hurt ?

You nodded your head no and tried to contain your tears but it was too hard, you sobbed helplessly.

- Umm... I know I'm not the best to cheer people up... If you don't want to talk to me it's okay, we don't even know each other but if you ever need to talk or just hang out, feel free to come to me.

- But I don't even know where you live.

- Go to the arcade, I spend most of my time there.

You smiled and thanked him before going back to your bike. No doubt about it, you were definitely going to explore this arcade as soon as possible.

Dustin
Your family had moved to Hawkins two days ago, and you were so homesick that you had never been outside yet. But one day you gathered your courage and took a walk in the neighborhood to explore it.
On your way, you saw a group of boys that were doing you-didn't-know-what together, you glanced at them but were too shy to talk so you just kept walking.
You had only done a few more steps when something hard hit your forehead. Looking down, you realized it was a small rock.

- Ouch ! What the hell ? you exclaimed, looking in the direction of the throw.

Three of the boys were frozen and didn't dare to move but one of them was running towards you, saying :

- Oh shit I am so sorry !
- What happened ?
- My slingshot..., he showed you piteously. Wrong direction, sorry.

His embarrassed smile made staying mad at him impossible so you answered :

- No problem, it wasn't intentional. And I'm not hurt so... you cleared your throat. I'm y/n.
- Oh you're from the family that moved in the house right next to mine, right ?

You nodded and he presented himself :

- I'm Dustin, your neighbor and hopefully first friend in town.
- Well, you might be ! See you around Dustin !

Steve
Obviously, you knew who Steve Harrington was before you even started being invited to the same parties as him. Indeed, your best friend had managed to get you both inside the « cool kids » parties and here you were, surrounded by loud music and loud people who smelled like beer. It's going to be a long night... you sighted interiorly.
Since your friend had ditched you, you slowly made your way to the kitchen to ask for cocktail to the guy who was making them.

Two hours later, once you had talked with a few people that were not as bad as you thought, you decided to sit outside to take a break from... everything.

- Well well well, if that's not the life of the party, a mocking voice said behind you.

You turned around and rolled your eyes, recognizing Steve. He seriously got on your nerves every time you saw him.

- Mind if I join you ? All the noise and loud people are making me dizzy.
- Are you sure it's not because you drank approximately twelve cocktails ?
- ... Maybe it helped, he shrugged, scratching the back of his neck.

He lied down and an awkward silence installed. He was the one who broke it :

- You know, we're not that bad. I'm not that bad.
- Oh please... People talk you know.
- Yeah trust me, I know, he rolled his eyes. Anyway, what's your name ?

You answered and he sat immediately, shaking your hand :

- I'm Steve Harrington.
- Um... Thanks, I knew that.
- I know. Let's just pretend like you don't know anything about me. I want you to make your own opinion about me, not just hear what people say behind my back.
- In that case, nice to meet you Steve Harrington, you chuckled.