Disclaimer: I do not own Stranger Things or IT. I only own my OC.

A/N: I saw the movie Midsommar and it got me feeling all sad and slightly grossed out. It was good though. Just be warned it is more on the dark and disturbing side of things. But I am a huge sucker for those types of movies. I love horror. Anyways...life right now is also kind of greyish, so I felt like writing to get me in a better mood...which it kind of did. Enjoy this new chapter.

*Edited 05/28/22*

"I don't have pet peeves like some people. I have whole kennels of irritation." ― Whoopi Goldberg

Chapter 6: Hey pretty boy

"No fuckin' way he looks exactly like me."

"I'm telling you that he does." Gwen replied, trying her best to not laugh. She missed hearing her brother's voice and even more so when it came to his cussing. It was oddly comforting hearing him speak in that way. Which he had been doing ever since she told him how he looked like their cousin Mike.

Richie scoffed over the phone. "I'll believe it when I see it in person."

Gwen rolled her eyes despite her younger brother not being able to see her. He of course did not believe her one bit. Which was more amusing than annoying. "Fine, but when you do I'll be here to say I told you so."

"Whatever." Richie laughed again. His laughter faltered with the next question he asked. "So...how are you?"

Gwen noticed how uncertain he sounded. It was almost as if asking that question was off limits or something. She could understand why that was. "Fine." She answered as nonchalantly as possible. There was a pause that had Gwen already knowing what was about to be asked next. And of course the question was asked.

"How have you been sleeping?"

Gwen let out a sigh. "The nightmares haven't arrived yet. My mind's just been all over the place since I got here. I'm sure they'll start soon enough." She downheartedly added the last part.

"Maybe they've stopped for good." Richie was quick to reason. He sounded hopeful, more hopeful than herself. Though that wasn't saying much because nowadays anyone could sound more hopeful than her.

Gwen scoffed. "Doubt it."

"Well, I hope they don't return." Richie continued saying. "I hate that you're still thinking of...you know who."

Yeah, Gwen did know who or rather what, Richie was talking about.

IT.

"Me too, Richie." Gwen quietly replied. "Me too." She briefly touched her right shoulder. Even through the worn out band t-shirt she was wearing she could still feel the bite that IT left there. Despite the bite no longer being blood red, it still looked angry. The scar the bite left would forever be there. That's why she always did her best to hide it. Luckily hiding the scar wasn't an issue thanks to where it was. She'd really only have to worry about others seeing it when summer time came. Gwen though would figure something out.

"You know Stan came to the house." Richie suddenly told her. Gwen's eyes widened. She felt her heartbeat go faster. Stan's face popped into her head but she tried thinking about something else. She couldn't let his soft brown eyes or his curly hair get to her. Still...she was curious.

"What when?"

"The day that you left." Richie confessed to her. "I guess he wanted to say goodbye but he didn't get here in time."

Gwen lowered her gaze to the floor. To push away the tears that wanted to come out, she paid attention to the floor. It was really clean. She had come to learn that her Aunt Karen liked keeping a clean house. Much like her own mother. Speaking of mothers...

"I tried telling him that I was leaving but his mom said he wasn't home at the time." Gwen admitted to Richie. She was proud of herself with how evenly she sounded despite feeling like an absolute crying mess on the inside. "I guess she told him too late."

"I can give him this number."

Even though he couldn't see her, Gwen shook her head. Whatever improvement she said with her emotions (when it came to missing Stan and all the Losers) began to fall apart. "No, don't."

There was a long sigh on the other end of the phone. "Gwen..."

"Richie, please." Gwen pleaded. "Not now...later."

"Okay...later." Richie reluctantly agreed.

Gwen thanked Richie and then they continued to talk over the phone for another ten minutes before her Aunt Karen told her it was time for bed. As they talked though Gwen couldn't help but think of Stan. She told herself that when she spoke to the curly haired boy again that she'd be in a much better place emotionally.

Mike Wheeler was asleep, quite peacefully.

That was until he heard the blood-curdling screams. He nearly fell out of his bed because of how sudden the screams were and because of how pain filled they sounded. He scrambled out of his bed only to meet up with Nancy in the already lit hallway.

"What's going on?" Mike anxiously asked her. Nancy's hair wasn't neatly styled as it usually was. It was a bit messy but that was understandable given that she had been asleep and she didn't have a chance to properly comb her locks. If it wasn't for what was going on Mike would have made a comment about his sister's hair. Instead he waited for her answer to his question.

He realized though that she didn't seem to have a verbal answer. She just looked towards the direction where the screams were coming from. Her eyes were wide and anxious. Mike did the same as he followed her gaze.

The basement.

He frowned in concern. "Is that Gwen?"

Nancy nodded her head, just as worried and even scared. This time she was able to find her voice. "Yeah, I think it is."

The two siblings jumped a bit at the sound of a door opening. They relaxed though once they saw who opened the door.

Karen appeared in the hallway with Ted slowly trailing behind her. The older woman saw her children standing in the hallway. She spared them a look. "It's nothing." She walked past them. "You kids just go back to your rooms." She said nothing else as she hurriedly made her way down the stairs. Mike and Nancy already knew she was heading to the basement.

"She's kidding, right?" A look of disbelief was set on Mike's face as he spoke with his older sister. "It sounds like she's being murdered."

"Mom said it was nothing, so that means everything's okay." Nancy tried her best to sound as calm as possible but even she couldn't stop the slight tremor in her voice. It was like she was trying to convince herself more than her younger brother.

Mike shook his head at Nancy before looking at his father, as if for backup. He really should have known better. "Dad, aren't you the least bit curious?"

"There's nothing to be curious about, Michael." Ted tiredly told his son. Mike scrunched up his face in annoyance at hearing him use his full name. "Your Aunt Maggie told us about this over the phone. Your cousin struggles with night terrors. This was something we were expecting to happen. As you can see, your mother has it under control." He let out a yawn as he walked back to his bedroom. "Now go to bed." That was the last thing he said before he closed the bedroom door behind him.

"Just leave it to mom. She has it handled." Nancy quietly said. She still sounded as unsure and distressed as before. Despite that she found herself walking back inside her bedroom.

Mike looked towards the basement. By now the screaming had stopped and Mike could only assume that his mom managed to calm Gwen down. Even though there was no screaming anymore the unsettled tension lingered in the air. Never had he considered his basement to be eerie until now. It wasn't until he was in bed again that he really thought through everything he had heard. He could have sworn he heard Gwen say something about yellow eyes through her screaming. But really with all the screaming maybe he just misunderstood her. Anyways, why would she say that?

When Mike was able to close his eyes again another thought roamed his head.

What caused Gwen to scream in a panic like that?

Gwen felt like shit.

Absolute shit.

However, she was expecting to feel that way with the awful night she had. Just as she predicted the nightmares came back...and they came back with a fiery vengeance.

If she were a normal girl who hadn't gone through the trauma she had, Gwen would probably boast about how it was a new day and what not. But she wasn't that girl. She had seen and experienced awful things no girl her age (or anyone her age) should. The only thing she could be glad about was that she was able to get four hours of sleep. And that was only after her Aunt Karen had been able to calm her down from her nightly screaming.

Gwen thought for sure she was going to have to come up with some type of excuse to say to her aunt. Except much to her relief her Aunt Karen told her that her mother made her aware about her...nightmares. So the awkwardness wasn't as bad as Gwen thought it was going to be. Her aunt did offer to stay with her, just until she fell asleep. However, Gwen refused.

Gwen never asked her mom to stay, therefore she wasn't about to ask her aunt. Besides, she wouldn't have been able to offer her real comfort. Not in the way Richie had when he soothed her fright away. There was a reason for that though. Richie had experienced IT too. Her Aunt Karen hadn't. No one in the town of Hawkins had. They weren't even aware that an evil entity like IT existed. The only comfort Gwen had now was herself...and that of course wasn't enough.

Gwen did end up apologizing to her aunt for waking her up. Her Aunt Karen said it was no worries before she went back to her room. As Gwen had watched her aunt walk away, she already knew that wouldn't be the last time she'd apologize to her. Not when it came to her nightmares.

Now before Gwen left the Wheeler residence that day, she heard Mike and his friends go upstairs. She knew they were going to his bedroom for one reason alone. They were going to play Dungeons & Dragons. That meant they wouldn't be leaving anytime soon. As she'd come to find out from the last time they were here, there wasn't a time limit to Dungeons & Dragons.Well, there sort of was. Mike's mom still called the shots. But it was still fairly early for the game to come to an end.

Gwen figured now would be a good time to apologize to them. She already apologized to Will but she still needed to make amends with her cousin and his other friends. Dustin and Lucas.

And she had an idea of how exactly she would make things right.

Instead of taking her business to Melvald's General Store, Gwen went to Fair Mart.

There wouldn't be any shoplifting...this time.

Paying for snacks wouldn't be an issue. She had some money saved up that she brought with her from home. Even after spending a portion of that money, she wouldn't be completely broke. She would have the weekly allowance her parents' were going to send her. It wouldn't be a whole lot but enough in case she needed to buy personal items here and there.

Fair Mart ended up being like any liquor store she'd seen. Once inside she did her shopping. Gwen settled for three different bags of chips (the party size), various candies (which included chocolate bars, liquorice, gummies, et cetera), and of course the drinks. Which was just a total of five cokes. Enough for all of them. After paying for all the snacks, Gwen had a good look at the various packs of smokes the store had. Immediately she wanted to grab a pack and bounce. It would have been so easy. The cashier at the moment was reading the newspaper.

It would have been so easy...

But alas, Gwen did not do so. She had been doing well on not shoplifting and she didn't want to ruin her clean streak. At least not for today. She was running low on smokes though. One of these days, Gwen would come back and be discreet.

When Gwen walked out of the store she saw three teens hanging out near a parked car. She didn't think nor care much about their presence. That was until one of them called out to her. Well, she assumed it was for her considering there was no one else outside at the time.

With the two bags that had the snacks she purchased, Gwen turned around to face the three teens. Now that she was looking right at them, Gwen took them in. The girl of the group had light brown auburn hair and it was styled in loose curls. It was the type of hairstyle Gwen's mother would have liked her to have. The boy that was standing the closest to the girl had darker hair and freckles. He also had an annoying smile that made Gwen want to glare at him.

Then there was the last boy. What Gwen noticed about him was his hair. It was a nice warm brown and it looked really fluffy. From just appearances alone, Gwen for sure thought the boy must have really looked after his hair. It sure looked like he put a lot of care into it. A lot more than how much time she put into her own hair.

Once her attention was on them, Gwen waited for them to say something. She grew impatient when the girl and the guy with freckles just seemed to be smiling at her. They weren't nice smiles though. The other boy just stared between her and his friends, as if waiting for something.

This just added to Gwen's impatience. Not only was she growing impatient but she was thoroughly muddled. Gwen didn't know these people. They had no real reason to stop her. She didn't glare or give them a stare down as one would say. Yet as she was about to find out, just because she had been minding her own business didn't mean she was spared from getting bullied.

"Nice jacket." The girl spoke. She laughed through her gum chewing. "Where'd you get it? Goodwill."

Gwen heard the boy with the freckles laugh, but saw how the other boy stayed silent. It seemed as if he were mentally taking in his friend's words and keeping his reaction to himself. Gwen thoroughly scrutinized the girl. She was pretty but from that sentence alone, Gwen could tell she wasn't nice. She was a bitch. The smile she had reminded her of Greta's. It was just as mocking. Her smile along with what she just said made Gwen feel anger. The grip on her bags tightened.

Nobody was to insult her green military jacket. Nobody was going to shit on Victor Criss' memory. Especially not this bubblegum chewing bitch. Just as she was about to verbally teach this girl a lesson Tozier style, the boy with the fluffy hair spoke.

"Come on, Carol. Leave her alone." Gwen's gaze somewhat softened as she looked at him. For a moment there, Gwen actually thought he was defending her...and then he continued to run his mouth. "Just because she has shitty taste in clothes doesn't mean you can shit on her too."

Gwen gave the guy a look of disbelief. Did he really just say that? Maybe in his delusional mind he thought he was being nice but to her it sounded like a complete insult. Her opinions on the guy now all led to the very same conclusion.

He was an ass...and she didn't like people who were asses.

"Hey, pretty boy." Gwen said as sweetly as possible. That caught the guy's attention and once he was looking her way she stuck out one of her middle fingers. "Shit on this." The sweet tone of voice she had was now replaced with harshness. Gwen let out a grin when she saw how appalled the guy looked. Even more so then the girl named Carol. They all looked to be frozen in place. Gwen rolled her eyes before she continued walking. Whoever that guy was, besides being an ass, Gwen also thought he was an idiot. Along with his friends.

As Gwen walked away, Tommy H. finally broke the silence between the three of them. He was laughing, and his amusement was aimed towards one person only. "I think she likes you, Harrington."

"Whatever, man." Steve grumbled, still staring at her retreating figure. "That girl's weird."

Gwen stared at Mike's closed bedroom door. She had been facing said bedroom door for close to five minutes now. She couldn't work up the nerve to knock on the damn bedroom door. Dare she say she was...nervous. The Tozier girl could hear laughter and animated chattering from inside. That told her the game was going well...and if she were going to make her presence known she'd rather it be when they weren't in a bad mood because of the game.

With a heavy sigh, and with one of the bags in her hands, Gwen carefully knocked on the bedroom door. Mike's reply was instant, and he sounded rushed, along with somewhat annoyed.

"Mom, we're busy right now."

"Uh...it's not your mom." Gwen sheepishly called out. "It's me...Gwen." There was then complete silence from inside the bedroom. No laughter or chatter from before could be heard. Gwen pushed away her nerves.

"Can I come in?" She asked, as politely as possible. "I brought snacks."

She thought the awkward silence was going to linger but much to her relief there was a response.

"I guess."

Gwen right away was able to pick on the chary tone of voice her cousin had. Once again she couldn't blame him for sounding that way. Hopefully the heedful way he viewed her would change, as well as Lucas and Dustin's. She opened the room door and stepped inside Mike's bedroom. The Tozier girl made sure to close the door behind her before she faced forward.

Mike and his friends were sitting around a small table. Gwen saw the Dungeons & Dragons game set up that had their undivided attention. Well, until she came in. The four boys were now staring at her, puzzled and cautious. Except for Will. He didn't look at her with any trepidation or puzzlement. He instead offered her a friendly smile, as if he was happy to see her. It was that friendly smile that made Gwen's remaining nerves vanish.

At least he wasn't bothered to see her.

Gwen made sure to give him a nod before she spoke.

"So...I brought snacks." Gwen repeated herself, lifting the two bags she brought. "I also brought sodas...but I left them in the fridge downstairs." She added that last part rather rapidly. She thought she would have to repeat herself again but it seemed the boys were more interested with the bags she carried. Even with the wary looks they still had. The boy who was wearing the baseball cap looked especially interested with what she brought. He was the one who ended up speaking first in the group of friends.

"Is there chocolate?"

Gwen heard his lisp and saw that he was missing the front of his teeth. She had never met anyone his age who didn't have their front teeth. She had a feeling the kid probably got picked on because of that. Kids could be giant jerks when they wanted and picked on those who were different in the slightest way. She, however, was never one for that. Gwen thought he actually looked adorable without his front teeth. The look suited him. Especially with the brown curls he had. They were more wild than Stan's own curls.

Realizing that her mind was wandering toward her emotions for a certain bird lover, Gwen mentally shook her head. She focused more on responding to the boy's question.

"Actually there is." Gwen reached into the bag. "Three Musketeers Bar." She said as she playfully twirled the candy bar in her hand.

The boy's response was instant. "Okay."

"Dustin." Mike exclaimed as if he had been betrayed. Which to him sure felt like it. Gwen was confused by this. After all, he had told her to come in. Well, his exact words were 'I guess'...but still, why sound as if accepting the snacks she brought were a bad thing?

"What?" Dustin shrugged his shoulders. "I like chocolate and I'm not passing up on a free Three Musketeers Bar."

"What else do you have in there?" The other boy sitting between Mike and Will asked. He had dark skin and dark brown hair. Despite sounding curious, Gwen was able to tell he was keeping his guard up.

Since Mike had called out Dustin as the name for the boy with the lisp, Gwen right away knew the remaining boy was Lucas. Gwen walked closer to the table and then passed him both of the bags. "Have a look."

Lucas looked between two bags and her...as if contemplating reaching out. It didn't take long before he finally accepted both of the bags. Gwen could practically see the wall of uncertainty he had built begin to crumble, much to her delight. Lucas looked through one of the bags and had passed the other to Will. It was Will who found the Three Musketeers Bar and then passed it to Dustin.

While this was happening, Mike remained quiet. He looked at his friends before looking at Gwen. From the stare he was giving her it was as if he were trying to figure her out. Maybe he thought she was about to lash out...like last time. Well, she wasn't. Gwen looked around the room, hoping to find a chair or something she could sit on. When she couldn't, she decided to sit on the floor. The table they were sitting around was small and pretty low. Sitting on the floor wouldn't make that much of her difference thanks to her height.

She took a seat closer to Dustin. The boy right away saw this and began giving her looks of confusion, especially Mike. Gwen cleared her throat.

"I actually came here for a reason..." She began saying. From the corner of her eye she saw Will get a look of realization. "Other than giving you guys snacks. I want to apologize for how I was last time." Her voice was now taking a softer, genuine, approach. "I am sorry for what I said. It's just I saw you guys with my photo..." There was a slight waver in her voice before she was able to compose herself. "And I lost it. I really shouldn't have. I've already apologized to Will but I wanted to apologize to you guys as well." She looked at all of them, her gaze lingering on her cousin. "I am sorry. I hope you can forgive me."

Dustin took a bite out of the chocolate bar. He swallowed the piece he had before releasing a grin. "I forgive you."

"Yeah, me too." Lucas told her. By now he was already snacking on a bag of Doritos. A bag he was sharing with Will. Mike had declined the snack when the bag was passed his way. That made Gwen's stomach drop a little when she saw how Mike wasn't eating any of the snacks she had brought.

"Mike?" Gwen called out.

He blinked once...twice...and then spoke. "Yeah...I accept your apology." Mike muttered. He then let out a sigh. "I'm...I'm sorry too. We shouldn't have gone through your things."

The apology on his end sounded forced. Not necessarily genuine but Gwen wasn't about to ask him to repeat himself. The fact that he even said sorry at all was enough for her. She nodded her head.

"It's okay. You guys are just curious, right? I'm new and a relative of Mike's. So...to make things easier, how about you guys get to know me." She told the boys with a small smile. She tried to look as friendly as possible. "Ask me anything about me and I'll answer."

Mike raised an eyebrow. "Anything?"

"Yup, anything."

"What's with all your pills?" Mike suddenly asked. His friends looked at him as if he grew a second head. Mike just shrugged off their stares. "What? Like you're not all wondering." He wanted to know if they had anything to do with her night terrors. Although if she were taking medication for her night terrors they weren't doing such a good job. Not according to what he and his family heard last night. Mike was still surprised how Holly did wake up crying because of Gwen's screams.

Gwen remained cool. Perhaps she shouldn't have said anything but what's done is done. "I have ADHD." She admitted, even toned. She wasn't about to lie to them, and it wasn't as if she was ashamed of her ADHD. At least Mike hadn't asked her about her nightmares. If he had she would have lied. It wasn't as if she could tell him and his friends about IT. They wouldn't have believed her and they would surely think she was crazy.

"I've heard of that." Dustin eagerly jumped in.

"Wasn't there a kid in our third grade class that had ADHD?" Lucas asked, getting more into the conversation.

This time it was Will who spoke. He nodded his head. "Yeah. Harold Barnes."

"Whatever happened to him?"

"He moved."

Gwen felt relief that the boys were already having a conversion. They were somewhat informed on what ADHD was.

"And what about the other one?" Mike continued his questioning. "Unless they're both for your ADHD."

Just when she thought she was getting an easy pass. "The other ones are my happy pills." Gwen smiled tightly, forced. She didn't right away say it was for her depression. Not because she was ashamed but because she felt weird for even saying the word depression to them. Gwen had said it to the Losers but that was different. She had a bond with the Losers that allowed her to open up to them. She was just starting to get to know Mike and the others.

Mike furrowed his eyebrows. "Happy pills?" He didn't seem to get what she was trying to imply.

"I get sad." Gwen said, almost sounding bored.

"Everybody gets sad. I mean, it's normal for people to get sad." Mike didn't mean to sound rude. He was just puzzled. Up to this point he had never met anyone that needed pills because they were sad. At least he hadn't met anyone who admitted to needing pills for their sadness. This was new territory for him.

"Mike." Will whispered to him. It was clear he was telling him to drop it.

"I just need them, okay?" Gwen didn't think she needed to defend herself for needing medication for her depression. She had to remind herself that Mike was just a kid. Kids didn't always understand just how difficult it was dealing with their emotions. She had been lucky when it came to Richie and the other Losers. They had been understanding from the start.

Mike looked at his cousin, somewhat sheepish. He decided to end his questioning...for now. "Alright."

"So who else have you met?" Will asked, moving the conversation along.

Gwen made a thoughtful face. "Uh...Nancy introduced me to her friend Barb. You guys. Will's mom, Joyce." She answered, purposely not mentioning that she met the Chief of police, Hopper...for obvious reasons. She didn't want to take the chance on Mike telling his parents. She then snapped her fingers, adding the last part. "And some jerk kids around my age. Maybe a year older. That was today though."

"Jerk kids? Who?" Will asked her. Her saying that right away made him think of Troy. He often picked on him and his friends at school. From what she described it wasn't Troy who Gwen was talking about. He wondered who it was then.

Gwen shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. I didn't ask for their names."

"What did they look like?" Lucas asked this time.

"Well, it was two guys and a girl. The girl had brown auburn hair and one of the guys had darker hair and freckles. And the other one..." She trailed, thoughtful. "Brown eyes and chocolate brown hair, which looked fluffy."

"Fluffy hair?" Dustin repeated. He made eye contact with all his friends, and they all had knowing looks.

"You met Steve Harrington." Lucas grumbled.

Gwen scoffed. "That's his name?" She said his name in her head and she rolled her eyes at how pretentious it sounded.

"Yeah, and somebody's older sister is dating him." Lucas elbowed Mike as he started making kissing noises.

Mike rolled his eyes. "Whatever." He said, pushing Lucas' elbow away.

"Wait, that's Nancy's boyfriend?" Gwen was shocked. She didn't even know her cousin had a boyfriend. Then again, why would Nancy tell her if she did? That really wasn't any of her business. But to know she had flipped off the boy her cousin was seeing made her want to laugh and shake her head for her behavior towards him.

"I think she's starting to get to know him but I bet they've exchanged spit already." Dustin blurted out. The rest of the boys groaned in disgust. Even Gwen's expression matched theirs.

"Dude!" Mike exclaimed.

Dustin shrugged his shoulders. "What? It's probably true."

"I don't wanna talk about this." Mike huffed out. Talking about his older sister's romantic life was just wrong. Not to mention gross. "Anyways, can we get back to the game now?"

Gwen looked at the board game and then at the four of them. "You guys can play Dungeons & Dragons in the basement. I don't mind. It was your guys' official hangout spot before I took over."

The boys were once again quiet, staring at one another.

"We don't want to disturb you in your girly environment." Dustin said without really thinking.

Gwen gave him a narrowed look. "Do I look like the type of girl that cares about any of that shit?"

"No, not at all." Dustin immediately replied. He sounded scared but also somewhat impressed. "In fact, you look like the type of girl who wouldn't care if they broke a nail."

"I wouldn't care if I broke a damn finger." Gwen said and then whispered. "I've had far worse." She saw the curious look the boys had and quickly moved the conversation along. "Anyways, I don't mind if you guys play in there, really."

Dustin, Lucas, and Will seemed happy. Mike kept staring at Gwen, unconvinced.

"Even if the game takes hours." Mike said as if giving her a challenge.

Gwen knew what he was trying to do. He was trying to get her to change her mind but that wasn't about to happen. She nodded her head.

"Even if the game takes hours and you have to do an all nighter." Gwen knew that wasn't going to happen but she just said it to make things more lighthearted.

"That won't happen." Lucas replied, somewhat disappointed. "Mike's mom always stops us from doing that."

"Time limit isn't an issue is what I am trying to say." Gwen said to all of them.

Mike could see that his friends wanted to accept her request but they were waiting for what he had to say. The Wheeler boy knew that saying no would just upset his friends. So he relented. "Fine...but you don't get to play."

"Mike..." Will started saying.

"No, it's fine." Gwen reassured them. She tried playing it off as if that hadn't bothered her. "I wouldn't want to interrupt the system you guys have going on. Besides, I wouldn't know how to play anyways."

"You can watch." Will suggested. "See how we do things."

Dustin nodded his head. "Yeah, totally."

"That probably would be the fastest way to learn." Lucas added, seemingly on board with Gwen being near them.

Mike, however, wasn't. "Fine you can observe but don't ask a bunch of questions. We don't need interruptions."

"Mum's the word." Gwen commented with a smile. She then pretended to zip her lips and throw away the key.

Mike just hoped that she kept her word.

Gwen though had a habit of talking, and that was something Mike was going to learn.

A/N: I watched season 3 of Stranger Things and WOW. It was definitely worth the wait. I have to say that with the way it ended I think it's a perfect end for Gwen's journey in Hawkins. Don't despair we still have season 1 and season 2 to go through before season 3. I still have to build Gwen's relationships/friendships with the residents in Hawkins. I really hoped you guys liked this chapter, writing that Steve scenes with his friends from season 1 was interesting. As we all know Steve was an ass in season 1. Gwen's going to think that at first but we all know Steve's character develops as the show goes on and that's how Gwen's feelings for Steve will be as well.