halloween. the best time of the year. it's the time when teens get drunk over vodka punch and kids trick or treat without their parents knowing where they are. hawkins high was filled with numerous orange and black strands of paper hanging the walls, as well as a few skeleton posters.
as i enter the school hand in hand with my boyfriend mike wheeler, i see everyone holding an orange poster in their hands. i look over, but i cant read it fast enough. i see mike getting handed one of the flyers. of course. you see, mike was probably the new steve harrington of hawkins high but less of an asshole, as most teachers say, so he got invited everywhere. i was well known too, a lot of guys would always compliment me, but i only loved mike.
same with him. all the girls would always try to pull a flirtatious hi mike but i know mike loved me truly. he tells me everyday. we have our own little routine to see each other between classes since we only have two together. we always meet near the bathroom or at my locker. all my friends say he treats me like a princess because of his gentlemanly act. it's nothing special to me, because i wish more guys were like him. most guys at our school are assholes.
as i look at the orange flyer in mikes slender hand, i see that shelley wilson is having a party. i don't really know her, but mike does. he says he's in the same pe class as her.
as we get to my locker, he speaks to be about it.
"so, shelley's halloween party, can we go?" he asks me with puppy eyes.
"how about holly? arent we supposed to take her trick or treating?" i ask.
"yeah, but i can just ask my mom." mike says.
"okay. fine." i say, he then gives me a passionate kiss on the lips. as he pulls away, our friends are right behind us.
"hey! you going to shelley's party?" lucas asks us, followed by dustin and max.
"yeah." me and mike say at the same time.
"what's your guys' costume?" dustin asks us.
me and mike look at each other, remembering our costume planned since the beginning of the school year.
"danny and sandy." i said, closing my locker and linking my arm with mikes.
"yeah. from grease." he says, looking at me with a smile.
"well, uh see you there?" max asks with a giggle as the bell rings.
"see you there." me and mike say, as our friends leave to class.
me and mike walk until we see my class to our right.
"i'll see you after second period, okay?" he asks me.
"okay. i love you." i say to him.
"i love you more." he says, pressing a kiss to my lips.
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as i take a seat in my chair at school, i see mike waving a last goodbye to me from the doorway. i wave to him, until i see a teacher push him to class. i laugh.
"so, you and mike coming to my party?" i hear shelley wilson whisper behind me.
"y-yeah, we are." i say. it was always like this. whenever someone had a party, they wanted me and mike to go. probably because we were a pretty well known couple, but sometimes i feel like they just wanted us for a reputation of theirs.
school ended fairly fast, me and mike going to his house to get ready for the party. as he parked his car, we entered his house. no one was home.
we got ready, sneaking a few kisses here and there. it was finally time to go. i say goodbye to his parents, who love me, and holly, who was a bit sad we couldn't take her out tonight.
mike drove the car with his hand on my knee, the beatles playing on the radio. as we get there, we see teens throwing up drinking, making out, and dancing. typical party, but more people throwing up than i expected. i don't drink or smoke, neither does mike. we only do it occasionally, but not on a night like this.
"hey mike hey....y/n." shelley greets us in a pink ladies costume.
"hi." i say shyly.
"cool costume mike." she says to my boyfriend. i give her a look of disgust and mike kisses me, causing me to hear ooohs around us. as we pull away, shelley rolls her eyes and moves on. they party resumes.
after a few kisses and taking with our friends, me and mike have fun on the dance floor, all until troy harrington ruins it by touching my ass. he's grown to an even bigger asshole through the years.
"wanna take it to the bedroom y/n?" he asks me drunk, a red solo cup in his hand. right away, i slap him across the face.
"asshole!" i yell, mike pulling me back by my waist. he comes back up to try to hit me, but mike let's go of me and punches troy in the face. i try to pull mike off of him, but lucas and max pull me back.
"we don't want you getting hurt." lucas tells me, as i watch the two boys fight.
everyone cheers on the two fighting on the living room floor, until dustin pulls the two away from each other.
"enough!" he yells. "everyone, continue." he says, and the music plays again. i run to mike, who has a scratch and a bruise on his face. i look over at troy, whose face had been beaten up.
"mike!" our friends yell and they brings him up. i still look at him in complete shock and anger. i pull him away from our friends and told them to give us a second.
i pull him in the bathroom.
"what the hell is wrong with you?" i ask him, grabbing a towelette and wetting it in the sink.
"ow." he says, taking a seat on the closed toilet.
"come on, stand up. here." i say, perching myself up on the counter, him standing in between my legs. i wash all the blood off of his face with the towelette with him looking at me.
"ow, it hurts." he says. i kiss his scratch and bruise. "never mind. it feels better now." he says with a laugh.
"what did i tell you about fighting other guys?" i say with a worried face.
"to not do it." he says, looking at me.
"exactly. so don't. they aren't worth it." i say. "i don't want you getting hurt." i say, putting one hand on his cheek.
"i love you." he tells me.
"i love you too, mike." i say with a smile.
he kisses me softly before we leave outside of the bathroom window. we sit of the hood of his car and start kissing again, drunk teenagers and loud music reflecting from the house to our ears.
what a night.
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