Will's POV
As Y/n turns into her driveway, I pedal back to my house. I smile as I picture her sitting outside on a bench at recess with her nose in a book.
I close my eyes for a moment and just let the wind blow through my hair. When I open my eyes, there is a figure standing in the middle of the road. I swerve to avoid hitting the person.
But, it didn't look completely human. It looked grayish pale, with really long arms and a high for head with no hair. I hear a twig snap behind me and run without looking back.
I run all the way too my house. Once I'm inside, I lock the door behind me.
"Mom? Jonathan?" I ask as I walk through the house. Looks like nobody's home. I hear something out front and run out the back door.
I rush into the shed and grab the shotgun on the wall. I start hurriedly loading it and shakily pointing it at the door. I hear something behind me, so I fearfully turn around.
The lightbulb grows brighter and brighter and brighter still, then it just...goes out.
Y/n POV
The next day I wake up and get dressed in some black capri leggings and my f/c (favorite color) shirt. Just a simple little outfit, with a simple ponytail. (If you'd rather have short hair, then this doesn't apply.) I walk downstairs and take a seat at the table. My mom places a plate of pancakes and eggs in front of me.
"Morning sweetie. Hope you're hungry." She says
"Good morning mom. And I'm STARVING." I tell her smiling brightly.
She smiles back and I begin shoveling food into my mouth.
Fifteen minutes later, I'm dashing out the door and jumping on my bike so I'm not late.
I start pedaling as hard as possible. Lucas, Mike, and Dustin were just about to leave our usual meeting space when I pulled up right behind them.
"Y/n! We were about to go. Why are you late?" Questions Dustin.
"Sorry sorry sorry. Mom made a lot of food and I was really hungry, so I had to eat. Gosh, can't a girl eat?" I say and start to pedal away. "Now let's go, or we are gonna be late."
We all pedal away and as fast as possible to the school.
"Hey, has anyone seen Will? He should be waiting for us here." Mike asks everybody, looking around in confusion.
"I don't know, maybe he's in class already." Says Dustin.
We all walk to Mr. Clark's science class, looking around hopefully for Will. We were disappointed when we saw nothing.
"Alright kids, let's sit down so we can begin." Mr. Clark says from behind us.
We make our way to our desks and sir down. Mr. Clark begins class, but all I can think about is Will. Where he is, if he's ok, is he's sick or hurt or something.
Hopper's POV
I roll outta bed and grab a beer to make my way to the station.
As soon as I walk in, Flo comes up to me.
"Chief, Joyce Byers has called seven times this morning. Chief? Chief?"
"Flo, mornings are for coffee and contemplation." I tell her.
"But-"
"Coffee and contemplation." I interrupt her. I'll call Joyce back and see what she wants in a little while.
Y/n POV
"Is it here yet?!" Mike asks Me. Clark excitedly.
"Sorry boys-"
Excuse me? "Ah-hem." I clear my throat with my eyebrows raised.
"Boys and girls," Mr. Clark corrects himself. "I hate to be the bringer of bad news, but," we all look at the ground, disappointed. "It came!" We all look up happily.
"This way." Mr. Clark leads us to the AV room and shows us the new radio system.
"Woah. I bet this thing could reach like New York or something!" Says Dustin while gazing at it.
"Think bigger." Mr. Clark smiles.
"California?" Questions Lucas.
"Bigger."
"Australia?" Asks Mike.
"North Pole to South?!" I say while gazing at it.
"Yep." Says Mr. Clark.
Mike rushes over to it and starts talking in a very bad Aussie accent. "Hello, mate, this is Mike Wheeler, president of Hawkins AV Club."
Dustin takes the speaker and starts to talk in the same accent. "Hello, this Dustin Henderson, treasurer of the Hawkins AV Club."
Lucas takes over. "This is Lucas Sinclair, secretary of the Hawkins AV Club."
"Hey, can I borrow Micheal Wheeler, Lucas Sinclair, Dustin Henderson, and Y/n L/n?" Says a new voice. We all turn to see Chief Jim Hopper standing at the door.
A few minutes later, me and the boys are sitting on a couch in front of Hopper.
"So, when was the last time you saw Will Byers?" He questions us.
"Wait, is Will missing or something?" Asks Dustin.
"Just answer the question."
"Well, we were all at my house, and then they all had to go home, so Will, Lucas, Dustin, and Y/n all got on their bikes, and then they rode home." Mike answers.
"Ok, what does Will normally take home?" Hopper clarifies.
"Mirkwood." Mike states simply.
"Do you know a road named Mirkwood?" Hopper turns to the other policeman.
The other officer shrugs and then says, "Sounds like a made-up road to me."
"It's the road where Cornwallis and Kerley meet." Lucas pitches in. "We call it Mirkwood, it's from The Hobbit."
"Lord of The Rings!" Dustin corrects.
"The Hobbit!"
"Lord of The Rings!" They start to fight, giving me a major headache.
"Guys....guys.... GUYS!" Hopper shouts, rubbing his temples.
"Do you need any help looking? We could help!" I direct my question at Hopper, ignoring the boys, who were all nodding along with my statement.
"No, no. You guys go straight home after school, you understand me? No sneaking out and looking for your friend, understood?" Hopper looks at each of us in turn.
"Yes sir." We deflate under Hopper's piercing gaze.
Time skip, brought to you by the Demogorgon.
"Alright, everyone ready?" Mike asks us, as we prepare to go out searching for Will.
"All good here."
"Yep."
"Let's go."
We walk out to our bikes and ride to Mirkwood.
After awhile it starts to rain.
"Maybe we should head on back." Dustin says.
"Are you kidding! No, we just got here, we haven't even looked in the woods."ike explains, dropping his bike on the ground. Me and Lucas follow suit.
"Guys? Guys! Hey, wait up!" Dustin calls and runs to catch up.
"Will?"
"Will!"
"Will?!"
"Will, I got your X-Men 134!" Dustin tries.
We hear a twig snap to our right, and we all spin in that direction.
Nothing.
I feel something in the back of my mind, a familiar sensation, something I haven't felt in a long, long, time.
I turn around, as do the boys, who by now have learned to trust my instincts, and there is a girl shivering there in the rain, with big brown eyes, shaved brown hair, and wearing a yellow Benny's T-shirt.
I'll try to update as much as possible, probably not every day, but every so often.
Later ya Flayed Demodogs,
K