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Y/n Henderson is Dustin's older sister, she never knew she would fall in love with her best friends ex, especially the biggest 'asshole' of Hawkins High, with just a car drive, fighting monsters from a nerdy game,being captured by Russian's, b...
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"𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫."
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I got in my car and drove to Steve's house. It was weird going to his place. I parked right in front of his house just so it'll be closer. I can hear the music in the distance. I was starting to question where was Nancy and Barb. As I got out of my car I saw them both walking and Nancy noticed me.
"(Y/n)!" Nancy called.
"Oh, hey guys, so you both ready for the party?" I asked.
"Of course, why wouldn't we be?" Barb asked.
"You don't seem chill Barb, you seem more nervous." I explained.
"I'm, chill?" Barb said as it came out more as a question.
"Anyways where did you guys even park?"
"We parked 3 blocks away, we don't want the neighbors to know that we're here. Since, you know, we lied as well." Nancy recalled.
We finally ringed the doorbell. But Barb still looks nervous.
"Barb, chill." Nancy comforted.
"I'm chill." Barb said. In like 0.01 seconds later the door opened up and we saw Steve, and behind him there was loud music playing.
"Hello, ladies." Steve said with a smile. I just felt like puking but, in a good way? I was feeling this weird feeling right away. But I let that feeling go away.
Once we entered the house I took my jacket off and so did Nancy and we put it in a closet. We went outside and got settled. There they were Tommy and Carol, already messing around it was funny knowning there relationship is pretty weird but also funny. Barb and I never got along but, I felt like I needed to sit next to her so she didn't feel weirded out.
"Hey, I, um..." I started. "I know we don't get along very well, even of we have known each other for a long time, but I do know you feel weirded out and trust me, so do I. So, of you want to talk about something, you can come talk to me."
"Thanks, (Y/n). And I'm sorry about the past." Barb apologized.
"Oh, don't worry about it. That was the past and were in the present we don't need to worry about back then." I said, Barb has loosen up a bit and looked a bit calmer.
