"something happens and i'm head over heels"
lennon hart moves to the small town that is hawkins, indiana, during the summer of '83. immediately she is introduced to the ever so charming enigma that is steve harrington. immediately, she is head over...
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"I REALLY THINK THIS MOVE will be good for you, Lennon," Donna Hart told her daughter as she lifted another box into the trunk of her car. "You always complain that there's nothing to do here."
"I doubt there will be a whole lot to do in Indiana," Lennon huffed, handing her mom a box that was labeled "Kitchen". Being the anxious person that Lennon was, she had checked out books on the state as soon as her mother had brought up the possibility of their move. Now that it was actually happening, the information she had gained wasn't much of a comfort.
"You'll love it there, I promise," her mom reassured. She had grown up there, but moved away after she graduated. Lennon had grown up hearing great things about her hometown, Hawkins, but had never imagined they would actually move there.
Everything about the move scared her. She had lived in New York her whole life, in the same house, too. She'd grown up around the people she went to school with, and was comfortable here. What if the people in Hawkins didn't like her?
Lennon caught herself staring at the town house they'd be leaving behind, and snapped out of it before her mom could complain that she was slowing them down. Hurriedly, she headed inside the home to drag out more boxes.
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"We made it, baby!" Donna exclaimed as their car speedily passed a big sign that read "Indiana." Lennon forced a smile for her mom. She was glad her mom was happy, especially after everything that had gone on between her parents. Still, change was never something that Lennon particularly enjoyed, and this was a huge change.
She just hoped it would be all that her mom made it out to be. Donna assured her she wouldn't be lonely, as they were moving in just doors down from her childhood best friend. She had a daughter around Lennon's age named Nancy, and a younger boy named Mike. Her mom referred to them as her "Built in Best Friends", though Lennon was sure it wouldn't be that easy.
When they pulled up to the house, Lennon felt hopeful. The house was larger than the one they'd lived in before, and wasn't attached to two more houses on either side. She thought about the size of her room, and the fact that she could listen to her music as loud as she wanted without her neighbors throwing things at the wall. Maybe the move wouldn't be so bad after all.
"Nice, isn't it?" Her mom smiled, elbowing her in the arm excitedly. The girl couldn't help but smile back. Seeing her mom happy made her happy, too.
"Yeah, it's really nice. I like it," she admitted. This made her mom squeal with joy before yanking the key from the car and opening the door. They'd only just barely made it out of the car before they heard a door slam from directly across the street.
"Donna!" A woman yelled, hurrying towards the two girls.
"Karen!" Her mother exclaimed in return. The two women embraced each other, jumping up and down and squealing. Lennon had never seen her mother this happy before. For a moment she felt as though she was watching a younger version of her mother, and felt more at peace with the fact that they had moved here. If it was already making her mom this happy, hopefully she'd feel happier here, too.
"Oh, and this must be Lennon!" Karen sighed with a smile. "It is so nice to finally meet you. You look just like your mother did at your age."
"Thank you," Lennon smiled in return. She'd always heard that she looked a lot like her mother, which she took as a compliment. Her mother was the most beautiful woman she knew. "It's nice to meet you too."
"I'll give you two some time to settle in, but why don't you both join us for dinner? We can order something, Mike's been begging us for pizza for days now," Karen suggested. Her mom agreed, and with that the two best friends parted for what would only be a couple of hours, and Lennon began to lift their boxes from the trunk and into the house.
"You ladies need any help?" a voice called from across the street. Lennon looked up from the boxes to find a tall boy leaning against his car, watching them through his sunglasses and product heavy hair that dangled into his face. He was attractive.
"We're okay, thank you though," her mother replied before disappearing into the house. Lennon could see the way her mother wobbled as she carried the boxes in, and knew a little help wouldn't hurt. Before she could say anything, though, the boy was already crossing the street.
"Little does she know, I'm going to help anyway," he chuckled, grabbing a box that read, "Lennon's Room." He looked from the box to the girl standing next to him. "Lennon's a sick name. Is it yours?"
"It is," she replied coolly, grabbing another box. "What's yours?"
"You see, that would ruin the mystery," he replied. Lennon expected him to continue on, but he didn't as they walked up the porch steps and into the new house.
"Oh, so you get to know mine but I don't get to know yours," she replied with squinted eyes. "Seems unfair to me."
"Maybe you shouldn't have displayed your name for all the men of Hawkins to see," the boy teased.
"Where did you even come from, anyway?" Lennon asked him. It was awfully strange that he had randomly appeared to help. The situation was a bit mysterious.
"Well, my parents say I'm, like, 1.4% Irish, or maybe it was Scottish. Could've been German, too. I don't really remember. My great grandparents sailed over on a ship or something, but where from I don't really kno-"
"Lennon, could you come help me with something real quick?" Donna yelled from upstairs. Lennon set a box down and took the one in Steve's hands.
"Thank you for your help, mystery boy," Lennon told him, genuinely thankful. There were a decent amount of boxes left to grab, but she was sure she could tackle them on her own.
"You are so very welcome, new girl," he replied with a smirk as he leaned against a door frame. She had to admit, the more she looked at him, the hotter he got.
"Lennon? Now please!" Her mom yelled once again from upstairs. Lennon realized she'd been staring, and quickly snapped out of it.
"I'll see you around," she smiled, backing away towards the stairs, her hands behind her back.
"I sure hope so," the boy returned. He cleared his throat, realizing there were so many different ways he could've responded, but when he opened his mouth again, the brunette had already hurried up the stairs to help her mom. He sighed, spinning around before heading back to the car to lift what was left of their boxes into their home. He worked quickly so they wouldn't see him, and then headed over to the house across the street he had initially intended on visiting.
a/n i usually don't add an authors note but i just wanted to say that this is a very new story and every vote is appreciated! i hope you all enjoy the book :)
