It's nearing the end of summer of '84, junior year rolls around at Hawkins High School for you. You've lived here a year already but it seems like you've been here forever. Things were going great for you so far after moving to Hawkins and living on your own. It was hard but you managed to get by with the help from your best friends parents. With no parents of your own to help guide you through the troubles of life, Nancy's mom was always there for you whenever you needed her. She felt like the mother you never had, much more loving and caring than your own birth mom. Your dad was a worthless drunk, rotting away in a prison cell where he deserved to be. You had no idea what your mom was up to, she kicked you out of the house after you put your father in prison for beating the living shit out of you. She hated you for putting her husband behind bars. It gutted you the day she told you she didn't want anything to do with you anymore and for you to get the fuck out of her house. After all you've been through, you would think your mom would support you now that your abusive father was out of the picture, but it was the exact opposite. She would never get to see the love of her life ever again and she hated you for it. You then decided to pack up all your shit in your car and get the hell out of California.


Monday morning peaks through your curtains, shining you in the face, waking you up pretty rudely. You let out a loud groan and roll over, hoping to catch some more sleep. Your eyes pop open after only a minute when your alarm clock starts blaring in your ear.

"Fuck clock, don't you ever shut the hell up?" you yelled at the inanimate object on your beside table before swatting at it to stop buzzing. You reluctantly get out of bed and drag yourself to the bathroom so you could take a shower and start getting ready.

After rummaging through your closet, you finally settled on a cute outfit to wear on the first day of school. Once you finished putting on your make up and running your fingers through your long, semi wavy hair, you look yourself up and down in the mirror and shake your head muttering to your self, "Well… this is as good as its going to get."


"What classes do you have Y/N, let me see your schedule." Nancy said as she swipes the paper from your hands. "Oh good, we have a couple of classes together, yay! A lot more than last year. What about you Steve, let me see yours."

Nancy handed you back your schedule and yanked Steve's from his face."Hey! I wasn't done looking at that you know." Steve said as Nancy was going down the list. "Aw, we only have two classes together this year, only 1st period and 3rd. This sucks!" Nancy whined at Steve with a pout on her face.

"I'm sure we will manage babe, it's not like we can't see each other through passing in between periods, we'll have lunch together. It'll be fine Nance, don't worry about it." Steve reassuring her before giving her a long kiss on the lips.

You looked at them in disgust, they were constantly sucking face around you, it got annoying sometimes, even makes you jealous some days because you longed to have a boyfriend of your own to suck face with. It's been awhile since you had a boyfriend, not since your California days. You dated a couple of guys since moving to Hawkins, but they weren't really your type, so you just stay single until the right man came along…who knows when that'll be.

"Ugh seriously, you two need to get a room! All your lovey dovey antics is starting to make me sick." You rolled your eyes and walked into first your guys first period English class.

With Nancy and Steve following you, you spot Tommy and Carol in the back of the classroom on the far left side, making out as usual. Luckily there were some seats available. so you take the one in the last row three seats from the back. Nancy sits right behind you and Steve took the last seat in the back with Carol to his right and Tommy in front of her in the next row. There was one more seat that was empty and it was right next to you. By the time the bell rang, the seat remained empty, which was fine with you, one less person to deal with.

Mr. Harris started the class off by introducing himself and talking about what to expect in his English class. You heard he was a really cool and laid back teacher, he made his classes fun and wasn't so strict, so you were happy you had him as a teacher. You were somewhat the class clown in a way, you were always goofing off, laughing way too much to the point your teachers had to ask you to leave the room to laugh your giggles way out in the hall. Your laugh was a contagious one, you would laugh so hard and everyone around you couldn't help by laugh with you, which kind of annoyed your teachers. You liked to have fun and cause a bit of mayhem but you also got down to business when need be.

Before Mr. Harris started to take roll call, the classroom door bursts open and in walks what seemed like a gift from the gods. Your eyes darted to the person barging in the class and your mouth slowly drops to the floor.

You swore you could hear angels singing and the light around him grew to a soft glow. You turn around to look at Nancy with drool hanging from your lip, mouthing to her "Oh my god, who's that?" She shrugs at you and smiles widely at you because of the look you had on your face.

It was like you had seen god for the first time and you couldn't believe your eyes. Jeans skin tight wrapping nicely around his thick thighs, white shirt, jean jacket and sporting a dirty blond mullet.

He walks up to Mr. Harris and hands him a piece of paper, they exchange a few words and says to him "Ok Mr. Hargrove, you can take a seat right over there." Pointing to the empty seat right next to you! You tried not to panic as you watch him walk down the isle to his seat. You tried not to look at him because you could feel your face start to burn but it was so hard not to and just before he gets to his seat, you catch his eyes scan over to you and holding his stare for just a few seconds.

All you could think to do was throw him a warm smile, as if to welcome him to class. You take notice that his eyes were a deep blue when he sat down and he looked away from you. You turned your beat red face away and slumped back in your chair, fixing your hair to the right side of your face so you could hide it.

You felt a tap on your left side which made you jump, your heart thumping even more since that hot bod walked in the room and sat next to you. Nancy hands you a folded up piece of paper to which you yank from her hand while Mr. Harris took roll call. You opened it up to see her write…

("Y/N, are you okay? Your face looks like you just seen your parents naked!")
You write back:
("No. Yeah, I'm okay, I think. Did you see that hottie walk through the door? Holy fucking shit dude, he's so damn hot!")

Before you finished writing, Mr. Harris calls out your name, "Y/N Y/L/N?"

You didn't hear him at first, you started to fold the paper back up and was about to reach behind you when Mr. Harris spoke again, a little louder this time.

"Y/N Y/L/N?"

Your head shot up at the mention of your name, not knowing why he said it.

"What? Yes, Mr. Harris?" You spoke, thinking he was going to tell you something.

"I'm taking roll call Ms. Y/L/N, are you here?" Your eyes widened a bit, feeling a bit embarrassed for not paying attention.

"Oh yes. I am here. Sorry."

A couple of people started to giggle at your absentmindedness. Even more red than you were, you put your elbow on your desk and smack your forehead into it. What a way to embarrass yourself in front of the new hot guy.

You reached behind you again to hand the note back to Nancy to which she took. Mr. Harris was nearing the end of roll call when he called out "Billy Hargrove?" When Billy said here, his voice was deep and sounded oh so sexy, which sent goosebumps across your skin. You felt another tap on your side and you reach behind and grabbed the note.

("Yes I saw him. He is ok but not really my type. You should flirt with him Y/N! You always complain there are no guys around here to flirt with, so now's your chance!")
("I don't know Nance, I'm all nervous now. No guy has ever done that to me before. This dude looks like a sex god and I can't even function right now. Lord help me!")

Without even thinking, you spin to your right and hand Nancy back the note she gave you. It caught Billy's eye and he turned his head to look at you. As you were about to turn around you caught Billy's eyes again, you couldn't help but smile a wide smile and giggle like a little girl slightly. The side of Billy's mouth smirked up a little, like he was amused at you.

You planted your elbows on your desk and put your cheeks on the palm of your hands still trying to hide your flushed skin. All you could do was scream in your head 'What the fuck are you doing, Y/N? You're acting like a fucking idiot, this is not like you, chill out before you embarrass yourself even more!'

After awhile and much to your delight, the bell finally rang. You jumped up out of your seat, grab your bag and grabbed onto Nancy's arm and took her running with you out of the classroom.

"Holy shit Nance, what the hell am I doing? I feel like I'm making a fool of myself, I never make a fool of myself. I feel like a 6 year old who has crush on a cute boy and can't contain herself. I don't even know the guy and I'm acting like he's the world and I'm just revolving around it. He's so freaking cuuuute. Damnit!"

You groaned to Nancy as you two were walking to your History class.

"Y/N, I have never seen you act like this. It's actually quite funny. You need to calm down, he's just another boy who goes to our school. Just think of it like that. No big deal."

Nancy let out a laugh as you started to whine again.

"But I caaaan't calm down, It doesn't have an off switch. I mean, did you see his eyes? I did and fuck they're beautiful! How am I suppose to be calm when I'm a such sucker for blue eyes, huh?"

You started to imitate a girl who's starting to cry, dragging your feet across the ground like you were on cloud 9 but the cloud was just barely lifting off the ground.

Suddenly, you hear a loud chuckle right behind you, you recognized the sound of the voice the chuckle came from. It was the same voice that said "Here" in your English class. Billy walks up passed you, lightly feather dusting your arm as he passes you and right before he heads into the classroom you were heading to next. he stops for a split second and a smile spreads across his face and walks inside.

You stop frozen dead in your tracks, eyes wide and mouth hanging open. Nancy starts to laugh at you and the expression on your face.

"Jesus Christ! Just fucking shoot me already Nancy, this day is getting worse and its still morning! Why the hell does he have to be in my History class? Why did he have to be walking behind me, he heard what I said! Oh my god. Oh my god. OH MY GOD!"

Nancy just shakes her head at you, giggling still. She grabs your hand and drags you inside the class. Much to your displeasure, there are 2 seats left….one right next to Billy and another seat on the other side of the empty one. Of course there was an empty seat next to him. Just your luck. As you and Nancy walk towards the empty desks, she takes the one that isn't right next to Billy, on purpose.

If only it was possible, you would have punched her in her arm with your eyes. You were so peeved she made you sit next to Billy. You didn't make eye contact with him when you sat down, slamming your backpack on the desk. You shot a wide eyed angry look at Nancy and all she could do was laugh at you silently.

You grabbed your bag and hugged it tightly against your chest, just to feel some sort of comfort and to keep you from fiddling with your nervous fingers. Out of your peripheral vision, you could see Billy staring at you. Of course he was, why wouldn't he be. You talked about how hot he was and he heard you!

You started to feel hot and started to sweat. You could feel the heat rising up from your feet and pulsate around your body like pins and needles. It wasn't a hot day today, the morning was a tad chilly so it wasn't like it was in the middle of summer, which was the way you felt like. You couldn't take the heat your body was giving off anymore and you wiggled out of your jacket and laid it across your lap.

You sighed once you felt the cool air hit your skin, it felt nice and you finally started to cool off a bit. You were wearing a tight black tank top, which made your boobs pop out. When you realized you were in a tank top, you felt a rush of heat spread throughout your body again. You could still sense Billy looking at you, which wasn't making it any easier to calm down, just made you hug your backpack even closer.

After Mrs. Bradley took roll call and explained what everyone would be doing in her History class for the next week, she asked everyone to take out their binders to write a few things down. You take your binder out of your bag and set your bag down next to your seat.

Just as you were about to take your pencil out of your pencil pouch, you feel a finger lightly tap your right arm. You turn your head slowly to see Billy leaning over, "Hey uh, Y/N, right? Um, could I possibly borrow a pencil. Please?"

You stared at him with a 'Oh my god he touched my arm and talked to me' look. You snapped out of it quickly and reached in and took out a pencil and handed it to him without taking your eyes off of him. He smiled sweetly as you, said thanks and gave you a wink. You just smiled at him sheepishly. Your heart was beating so hard out of your chest, you were afraid he was going to hear it.

Thankfully your history teacher kept your brain occupied for the rest of the period, you calmed yourself down and concentrated on what she had to say. You forgot after awhile Billy was sitting next to you when the bell rang.

Everyone jumped out of their seat. You were making small talk to Nancy while gathering your things when you felt someone gently grab your elbow. His hands were big, felt rough but touched you in a way that was gentle, making your skin cover in goosebumps. You turned around to find Billy stand there, staring down at you, handing you your pencil back.

You looked down at the pencil and back up at him, his eyes were even more bluer than an hour ago.

"No it's ok, keep it. Just in case you need it in your next class." You smiled and gave him a wink like what he did to you in the beginning of class. A wide smile spread across his face, showing of his perfect teeth.

"Thanks again for the pencil, Y/N. I hope to see you around later."

You watch Billy as he walked away, your eyes gaze down to his perfectly shaped ass in those tight blue jeans. You hummed while you licked your bottom lip, imagining yourself grabbing onto that tight ass.

You felt Nancy push you waking you up from your daydream and call out your name "Y/N! Are you checking out his butt?

"Shut up Nancy! Let a girl drool for once. I haven't had any eye candy since I got here, his ass looks so sweet I just want to take a bite!" You belly laughed at Nancy's shocked expression.

You went to your third, fourth and fifth periods, not even at lunch, with no signs of Billy, only seeing him briefly in between passing. Which was fine, it gave you time to calm down and get over yourself. You just figured you'd play it cool now, just act like yourself around him. No need to put on a show, because we all know how long that lasts and it can get tiring. You did love to flirt so maybe having a little fun wouldn't hurt, that is if he rejected your flirtatious ways but you didn't see why he would, no guy ever turned down your flirting. You were on your way to the last class of the day which was Chemistry, walked in and found a empty table to sit at that was occupied with two tall stools.

You were hoping no nerd would sit next to you in the empty seat next to you, last thing you wanted was to be partners with someone who geeked out over anything science. Waiting for everyone to fill their seats and for the bell to ring, you take out your binder out of your bag to get ready for any writing that had to be done.

"Excuse me miss, is this seat taken?"

You look up at the voice who suddenly appeared next to the table to find Billy standing there. 'Oh my god, how does he keep finding me?', you screamed to yourself. You shook your head no and passed him a friendly smile while you padded the seat next to you letting him know he was free to sit. He sets his bag down on the table and slides in to take his seat, with his eyes still on yours.

You could feel your face start to burn again, so you concentrated on your breathing to try and calm down. You decided to break the ice by speaking to him, you nudged your arm lightly into his to get his attention.

"You know, if we keep meeting like this, you're gonna have to buy me a drink,"

You told him jokingly in a giggle. He looks at you and chuckles,

"Oh is that right?"

His interest was clearly peaked at the sound of your joking offer. You nodded your head once, with a smile wide across your face and raised an eyebrow up at him.

"Sounds intriguing. I might have to take you up on that offer sometime." he said this while leaning a little closer to you.

You start to laugh, he catches on now thinking you really were just joking.

"Wait..were you serious or were you just joking with me?" with a slightly confused look on his face.

"Maybe I am….maybe I'm not." you teased him.

Billy stares at you, looking your face up and down.

"Oh, playing hard to get are we? I like that in a woman!" he said playfully as he bumped your arm with his.

Your conversation was rudely interrupted by the bell ringing and Mr. Stevens started addressing the class. You couldn't but help but think if he would really take you out for a drink, but you really wanted to play hard to get, make him work for it. As you two sat and listened to the teacher talk, you move your head slightly to look at him through the sides of your eyes, looking at his profile. His eyes were the first thing you take notice, his dark eye lashes long and thick, his piercing blue eyes shining between them. His cheeks were full and his button nose just perfect. His lips just slightly thick but so juicy looking, you couldn't help but imagine yourself sucking in his bottom lip while kissing him. His jaw line was nice and strong and perfectly shaped, you yearned to bite at it. You take notice of his pulse pulsating through his skin on his neck, oh how badly you wanted to suck on it. Why does he have to be so damn beautiful? How are you so damn sprung all of a sudden without even fully knowing him? Maybe it was because he looked so different than the other guys in town.

While admiring his face, you accidentally let out a slight 'mmm' deep in your throat, it was loud enough for you to hear but it scared you because you thought he heard you…and… he did. You saw just his eyes look your way as you quickly looked away ahead of you towards the front of the class. All you could think was 'fuck, FUCK! Will you quit drooling, you're embarrassing yourself again. Concentrate y/n' You had to bite on the right side of your cheek just to keep your composure. You tried acting like nothing happened, concentrating on what Mr. Stevens was talking about. You heard him breathe out a little laugh through his nose, making you aware he did in fact hear your tiny moan. You had to turn your head away in the opposite direction to stifle your giggle shaking your head at yourself for being too much of an obvious idiot.

The bell finally rings and it's the end of the day. You get up and gather up your things and was about ready to head out when Billy grabs your attention.

"You know Y/N, you really are quite something else. I've barely known you for a few hours and your starting to make an impression on me, which I find cute. No other girl has impressed me as fast as you have. I did notice you checking me out earlier," he said with a chuckle.

"Yeah sorry about that. I guess I was off in my own little world and it seemed it got the best of me. It's quite unlike me really. It's just…." you trailed off, trying to find the right words to say without sounds like a complete stalker.

"Just what?" Billy curiously asked. Laughing at yourself a little, you shake your head.

"Nothing. Forget it." You started to walk off out of the classroom before you could say something that might embarrass yourself again. Billy runs after you and grabs your arm,

"Hey don't leave me hanging, I really want to know." He seemed interested in what you had to say about him. As you continue down the hall towards your locker, you flip around in front of him walking backwards.

"Forget it Hargrove. Maybe I'll let you know some other time, maybe when you take me out for that drink. I'm holding you to it!" you said to him, gave him a little wink turned around and walked off, leaving him stopped in his tracks, admiring your backside as you walked away.


It's been 2 weeks since school started, seemed to go by slow at times. You and Billy causally talked in the classes you two did have together, sometimes you hung out with him by his car during lunch. You flirted…a lot, which he seemed to really enjoy. There was never a dull moment when you were around, you always made the atmosphere around you fun and exciting, even when you poked fun at Tommy or Steve at their expense.

You wake up one morning and noticed on the clock that it was almost 8 am! You shot up out of bed and hurried to get dressed so you wouldn't be late for school. On your way out you grab a vine of grapes and wrap them in a paper towel and run out the door. You made it just in time to your first period class, had a few minutes to spare before the bell rang. You sat on your desk, facing Nancy so you two could talk, while casually eating your breakfast. Once Tommy saw what you were eating, he started bugging you if he could have some.

"Come on Y/N, just toss me one, I'm starving!" Tommy whined at you.

"No dude, fuck off. This is my breakfast. You should have grabbed yourself something to eat before you left, like I did!"

"Just one Y/N, come on, please. I won't beg you for anymore food after this." Tommy begged again.

"Jesus Christ Tommy, if it'll get ya off my back, then damn, here."

You take a grape and threw it at him, he managed to catch it in his mouth but it hit the back of his throat and he started to gag on it, making some awful gagging noises, which made everyone in that area to look at him. Kid sounded like he was dying or something. Once he was able to get the grape to dislodge from the back of his throat, it shot out of his mouth, onto his desk and rolled off. You, Carol, Steve, Billy and Nancy busted out laughing at him, you even harder at the noises he made. Tommy clutched his hand to his throat, grasping for air, acting like his life was on the line.

"What the fuck you guys, that wasn't funny. I could have died you know! I could be laying on the floor literally dying and you all would be laughing at me." Tommy whined again.

"Ha ha ha, of course it was funny. Did you hear the noises you were making? It was hilarious!" you managed to say in between fits of laughter.

You look over at Steve and he had his head tilted back with his mouth wide open, as if he was a baby bird waiting for his mother to drop food into its mouth. The site of him made you giggle even harder.

"What the hell are you doing, Steve? You look like a damn seal when you do that." you told him in between fits of laughter.

Steve then stuck his arms straight out in front of him and started flapping them together while imitating a seal bark. At that point, you thought you were never going to be able to breathe again with all the laughing you were doing. It was way too early in the morning to be doing all of that. You managed to compose your self briefly, and tossed a grape over towards Steve, who tried catching it but the grape went a little too far passed his head, he leaned too far back in his chair and lost his balance that sent him tumbling onto the floor behind him.

You and everyone else lost it then. There was no coming back from that. The screaming of laughter, the silence of a major belly laughed roared between all those who saw Steve fall. You slip off your desk and onto the floor, sitting on your knees rocking back and forth from the major belly laugh you were stuck with, tears rolling down your face, not being able to breathe.

All the while you were rolling around in your puddle of tears, Billy couldn't help but laugh at you and your contagious fit of laughter, it was something he wasn't used to being around but he was loving every minute of it. You were like a breath of fresh air to him, a cool breeze that blows through your hair and skin on a sunny day in the middle of Spring in a field full of poppies. You definitely were different than any other girl he had been with or hung out with, which is why he hadn't tried to get into your pants so quick. He didn't want to rush things with you or try to scare you off. He wanted to savor you like Willy Wonka's everlasting gobstopper, he wanted to soak up every minute he had with you, even if it was only at school. He was determined to get to know you better, some how, some way, he was determined to make you his. He just stared at you, shaking his head. You were a hot mess on the floor, tears ruining your mascara, probably pissing your pants by now, but to him, you looked more beautiful than you did the first time he laid eyes on you.

Billy got up from his seat and grabbed a tissue off the teachers desk and brought it to you. You grabbed it and buried your face in it, trying to control your laughter. But every time you looked at Steve, your fit continued. You were for sure going to get kicked out of the classroom. Sure enough, the bell had already rung and Mr. Harris went up to start the class, but was interrupted by your rip roaring laughter. You didn't even know the hell had rang.

"Ms. Y/L/N, do you need to be excused? You can finish your laughing outside in the hall. Class has already begun." Mr. Harris called out to you.

Still laughing and not hearing what he said,

"Oh my god, I'm going to piss myself." You sat straight up, closing your legs together trying to compose yourself so you wouldn't sit in not only your tears but your own urine.

Mr. Harris clears his throat and address' you again,

"Ms. Y/L/N, you may be excused to go stand outside till you've calmed down. And don't forget the bathroom pass."

You stopped laughing then, turned your head to look at him and noticed everyone was staring at you, some kids giggling. 'Well, this is embarrassing', you thought to yourself.

"Uh, sorry Mr. Harris. Didn't realize the bell had rung already."

You got up from the ground, walked over to where the bathroom pass was hanging on the wall next to the door and walked out, without looking at anyone. Once you got to the bathroom, you used the restroom and cleaned your face up so it didn't look like you were crying all night like you had your heart broken by some boy. You returned to class, everyone already had their books out and was writing something Mr. Harris was writing on the chalk board. As you walked to your desk, Steve was watching you. You looked at him and mouthed 'Sorry' to him, sorry for laughing at him falling. It really wasn't a nice thing to do, but you couldn't help but laugh at how it happened. He nodded a reassuring nod and went back to writing. You sat down and shot a glance at Billy. He looked at you and a smile had spread wide across his face. You bit down on your lips and raised both eyebrows at him, shaking your head at yourself. You grabbed your book and notebook, writing everything down that you were missing.

The rest of the day seemed to have flown by. Before you realized it, the bell rang in your 6th period chemistry class. Billy had walked with you to your locker so you could put your books away. He leaned up against the locker next to yours, clearing his throat.

"So, how about that drink Y/N? Let's try for tomorrow night, yeah?" Billy asked confidently.

You looked at him with a raised eyebrow, like he was crazy. "On a school night? Hargrove, you party animal! Who in their right mind goes out drinking on a school night?" You poked fun at him.

"Well, almost everyone I suppose. Don't tell me you've never went to school with a hangover from Sunday nights drinking festivities?" Billy said with a chuckle.

"Nope, never. Sunday's are my days for sobering up. I'm a good girl. You see the halo above my head?" You did a circular motion above your head and gave him a little wink while sticking your tongue out to the side at him.

Billy couldn't help but chuckle at you. "Okay then. How about I take you out for dinner then? I can pick you up at, lets say 5 o'clock tomorrow night?" Billy asked you, keeping his eyes on yours like you were the most interesting girl in the world.

"Mr. Billy Hargrove, asking me out on a date? Wow, didn't think this night would ever come! Are you going to bring me flowers too or are you not one of those hopeful romantics?" You caught him in his stare, locking your eyes to his. His eyes were blue as the ocean and it was captivating.

"Sure, If that's what you want," Billy leans in a bit closer to you, you could feel his hot minty breath has he parted his lips to speak to you again, this time in a whisper. "Anything for a beautiful girl like you." He sent you a wink that made your body quiver with chills.

Your heart felt like it was melting into a puddle and butterflies were bouncing off the walls in the pit of your stomach. You liked the feeling he was giving you and you didn't want him to stop.

"Ok Hargrove, you got yourself a date. Five o'clock on the dot. Oh and by the way, I like red roses." You closed your locker, walked up to him, stood up on your toes and pressed your lips against his cheek. You winked at him as you pulled away, turning on your heel and walked off. For the first time since seeing you, Billy stood there frozen, in awe of you. It was like he was the one on cloud 9, but the cloud was barely lifting his feet off the ground.