°:.🎸 *₊ ° .𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄. - eddie munson °:.✨ *₊

° .・。.・゜one - pep rally ・゜・。.

Chapter One__________
_____________Pep rally
Season 4 EP 1_________
[Hellfire]

"are you fucking deaf Wheelchair?"

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(3RD person)

"OI, GET YOUR ASS UP!" a familiar yell from the other side of the door. "Piss off Michael." Amber yelled in return curling into her soft grey covers. "MOM WANTS YOU DOWN FOR BREAKFAST!" Mike retorted, Ambers ignorance clearly visible despite the door blocking his view. "AND DONT CALL ME MICHAEL!"

Amber forced herself out of bed, the bittersweet air biting at her bare feet, peering to her digital alarm clock that was placed to the right of her on her little wooden table. It was early, but later then she'd usually be up. she slipped on a comfortable pair of mom jeans and a plain shirt that she gently tucked in with a leather belt to finish it off. Ambers hair was a mess as usual so she ran a brush through it and straightened it the best she could. She hopped down the stairs, trying to be as happy as possible but turned around to brush her teeth at her moms request.

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"Is it not the pep rally today?" Nancy questioned sipping her orange juice.
"Shit..." Amber mumbled dropping her fork and running up the stairs once again her father quietly yelling "LANGUAGE" behind her. After putting on her cheer uniform Amber grabbed her bag with her spare shoes and plain dark brown hoodie, she hated that god damn cheer zip up she was given when she joined the team. Speaking of the Hawkins High Cheer  Team, Amber never wanted to join, it was something her mother has suggested and she was done disappointing her family, Amber wanted to stay in their good books, she didn't want to become the family reject.

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"OI LAZY ASS" Harringtons voice echoed from the driveway where he had parked his sleek black car, waiting for Ambers arrival.
"I told you you didn't have to wait. I could've walked to school." I retaliated Steve looking at me in confusion.
"But you'd miss the pep rally? Plus that takes a shit ton of time."
"That's the point sherlock." I hurled back, waving at the blondish girl in the passenger seat, before clambering into the back of the car.

She zoned out for a while, focussing on the trees and passing suburban houses and neighbourhoods.
Amber only snapped back to reality when she heard Steve make a bold statement.

"She returned Fast Times at 53 minutes and 5 seconds!" Robin sighed in disbelief, shooting him a 'Shut the fuck up' look.

"know who pauses Fast Times at 53 minutes and 5 seconds?" Steve inhaled to finish his scentence. "PEOPLE WHO LIKE BOOBIES, ROBIN!"
"Ew" The Blonde retorted. "gross. don't say boobies."
"boobies." steve replied with a smug look on his face.

Amber gave steve an 'ok..?' look before zoning out again, glancing out of the window every so often, Steve and Robins argument still continuing.
"Not a big deal, okay? I like boobies, you like boobies."
Robin just sighed, she had given up the argument completely.
"Vickie likes boobies, definitely."

Amber snapped back again.
"WAIT VICKIE?"
"are you fucking deaf Wheelchair?" Steve said in disbelief, the nickname really pissed Amber off, how come the rest of the Wheelers were still the Wheelers but Amber was a Wheelchair. It was an out of no where nick name, it came up one day and stuck with them since then.