𝑫𝑰𝑺𝑪𝑳𝑨𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑹!
i started this book when i was a delusional 13 year old so it starts off really quick and cheesy
⚡︎in which the stalker meets the hormonal teenage boy that makes her heart skip 15 beats with a stare
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ur fit ;) (if u don't like this u can imagine something else)
⚘𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕
It's been a year.
A year since I met them.
Hot, humid weather was beginning to approach, you know what that meant for teens. Less clothes and more PDA. It had been a couple months since I speculated if Billy had been a host or not. Ever since then neither Max or I have seen him, in fact, no one has. Max convinced me to let it go and not worry about it so much, to quote on quote "enjoy the summer" But there was just this feeling like someone tugging my hair, it always tingled the back of my neck yet I chose to ignore it and care for myself for once. El didn't know about Billy being the host and I didn't want to say anything because she already has enough on her plate as it is. I think she's about to have a lot less though.
Turns out she's trying something new. Something about starting a "Summer Fling" With the new kid who just moved here, I think his name was Louis, not to be a hoe but damn was he cute. I hope El doesn't just use him for a fling if you're catching my drift.
Mike and I have been okay, I think. Ever since the promise ring thing...I don't know it just feels very classic American Cul-de-sac, Like how I saw in those movies. Since summer was approaching and I had nothing better to do I decided to catch up on pop culture and relate to society more by watching movies and keeping up with the media, who even am I? Where is Y/n? Nancy helped me through it all, I'm surprised she had time, applying for all those internships for her and Jonathan's summer.
What I'm trying to say is, my life; everyone's life, has been good. Maybe the tingles here and there were just false alarms and nothing to worry about. Summer was approaching and all I had to worry about was matching cute sunnies to my outfits and choosing the right bathing suit. I wanted to rest from all this Upside Down bullshit.
Ugh I need to stop thinking about all this and finish my final! Right now I'm finishing up my World History final, just one last essay question and I'm done, all I had to do was focus. Good Luck getting that done Y/n.
I listlessly scribbled the last words on my paper and rushed out of my seat handing it to my teacher. I didn't even bother learning his name, didn't matter, School's finally out! I trudged out of the classroom into the hallway looking for any sign of my weirdo clique. At least that was the nickname the seniors gave us, which are now leaving high school, while we become sophomores.
Shortly after I left the classroom, the loud dreary sound ripped through my eardrums. "Happy summer fuckwads." I whispered to myself. Apart from my friends, I hated everyone here. Everyone's so pretentious.
"Hey sophmore." Max smirked. "Heyyy." I mocked extending the "aye" and sticking my tongue out. "Let's get out of this bitch, I'm so hungry I could eat a village." I complained.
