more than a woman ; eddie munson

one

you sang your heart out to p.y.t. by michael, in your tank top, shorts, and socks, sliding around your room.

"i want to love you! p.y.t." you danced, suddenly you hear three loud knocks.

"y/n! turn your music down! we can't do shit down here with your loud music" your brother, dustin, interrupted your one woman party. "sorry dustin!" you yell out, unapologetically.

after that 'party' of yours, you wanted a snack so you decided to go to the basement if dustin's crew had anything to offer, you walk down and everyone's eyes were on you.

"hey guys! you got any snacks?" you smiled sweetly at them, one particular person spoke up, "we don't have any right now." he had long hair.

"aw man, that's fine! thanks anyways!" you nodded and went back to your room.

they all turn to dustin, "please don't say it."

"your sister is hot, henderson."

"please don't say that ever again, eddie" he whined and eddie just snickered, he couldn't forget your preppy self coming down here to just ask for snacks, you were cute. he felt like getting to know you.

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6:15 am

you woke up and got ready for class, swiftly walked down the stairs and put on your shoes. "dustin, we gotta go!" you play with your keys.

"give me a sec!" he yelled from his room, your hand on your hip as you wait for your little brother. "y/n, remember to be careful okay?" your mom softly spoke and you reassured her. "we will mom, don't worry."

dustin finally walked up to you and you ruffled his hair, "hey watch it!" he exclaimed. "who cares, you're gonna wear a hat anyway." you reasoned and he shrugged to slightly agree.

you played dreams by fleetwood mac as you drove, rolling the windows down to feel the morning breeze.

dustin was just looking at his nerd stuff again which you don't make fun of him for, the kid's got talent and you never embarrassed him for it.

you're both finally at hawkins high, you exit your car and say your 'see you later' to your brother.

"hey y/n!" you turn around and it's nancy, your very best friend, you hug her "nancy! i missed you!" you squeal and she laughs "we saw each other yesterday."

"doesn't matter, let's go?" you smiled and she linked arms with you.

11:00 am

finally a break from your classes, you sat down to eat with your friends. they were boy crazy for the basketball team but you never really got attracted to any one in the team.

your eyes drift off to a certain table, it's dustin and mike, talking to a.. long haired man. your eyes try to focus on what was happening, he looked like he's threatening them. 'how weird' you giggled to yourself.

"y/n? hello! earth to y/n" ella, a friend, snapped fingers right infront of your face. "hi, sorry, i'm alive" you smiled.

"you've been staring a little too hard at munson, don't get involved with him y/n!" she nagged and you furrow your eyebrows, "munson?" she sighed. "the one you were just staring at!" she pointed at him.

"the silly one?"

"yes! the silly, weird, and freakish one!" ella exaggerated, kind of annoyed you. she didn't seem to personally know munson like that so why is she saying all of this to you.

"what's his first name?" you wonder, she looks at you in disgust "are you serious right now?" you roll your eyes, "i wanna know so i can avoid him when i hear his name!" that was a lie.

"oh! that makes sense, his name is eddie 'the freak' munson." she took the bait and you laughed "the freak? really? you're just joking now."

she scoffed in disbelief, "he really is called 'the freak' munson!" you sighed, that's not so nice.. eddie doesn't seem to be the type to be worthy of that title.

"yeah.. sure alright" you nodded and ella finished her food. your mind wonders if eddie is a nice guy, he certainly looks attractive outside but is he inside?

3:00 pm

you yawned as you walked to your car, dustin won't go home with you so this is a solo ride.

a few boys from the basketball team hooted as you passed by, gross. "hey y/n! you coming to that party on saturday?" one of them asked and you just held your middle finger up at them.

you opened your car door, "hey, y/n right? henderson's sister?" you looked up and met with brown orbs. it's eddie munson.

"oh hey, yeah that's me!" you smiled and your fingers pushed your hair behind your ear, the guy you were just eyeing at the cafeteria is right in front of you.

"cool, just wanted to say that you're really pretty." he winked and grinned playfully, you were shocked, not much boys here were willing to be genuine with compliments.

your face heats up, "thanks, eddie. you're not so bad yourself." you winked and he snickered, "well, i've got to go now." he started, "hellfire stuff?" you asked and he nodded.

he walked away while saluting you and you giggled. 'what the hell was ella talking about?'

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you got home and plopped right onto your bed, today wasn't bad, you met a cute guy.

suddenly your radio played oh, pretty woman by roy orbison, you giggled as you imagined yourself being the woman of town, with a lovely boyfriend, and being able to stand up for yourself.

your eyes close slowly, drifting to sleep. thankfully tomorrow's saturday so you didn't bother changing anymore.

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a/n: HELPP i know i said i felt sick but i had the urge to write this, confident hot metalhead and preppy pretty girl is such a cute trope to me anyways i'm going to sleep now bye