ar·cane
/ärˈkān/
adjective: arcane
understood by few; mysterious or secret.
the perfect way to describe sage mayfield.
stranger things 2-4
mike wheeler enemies to lovers slow-burn.
lowercase intended.
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╔═*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*═╗ chapter two
sage walked into school with her sister the next day. they hadn't made any friends yet— but it was only their second day.
"is billy driving us home today?" sage asked.
"yeah i think so, sadly." max replied.
"he's such a—" sage started
"holy shit." max laughed. "look at them."
sage's eyes followed her sisters finger to see the 'stalkers' all in ghostbusters costumes. she would have worn a costume too, in fact she had a super cool one that max told her she could wear at night— a wolverine costume, but she was warned that only losers wore their costumes to school. seeing everyone laugh at the boys made her feel bad. she liked their costumes.
she gave them a sympathetic look as they walked by, all of them ignoring her except one, a black haired boy with freckles. it was pretty nice, actually... he rolled his eyes at her.
max started skateboarding down the hallway, and sage ran after her. with both of their books in her hands.
"max! do you really have to do that everywhere?!" sage asked, out of breath.
"it's fun!" max shrugged, and they both put in their locker combinations.
dustin and lucas's eyes followed the girls.
"we gonna do this?" dustin asked.
"not right now. we look like morons." lucas sighed.
"maybe they like ghostbusters?"
"of course they like ghostbusters, but that's not the point." lucas pointed out. "the point is we're dressed up and they aren't."
"i didn't bring regular clothes. you?" dustin asked.
"no."
"then we have no choice. we gotta do this. it's now or never." dustin said, until max and sage started walking to class.
