November 3rd, 1983
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-time after time starts-
𝙇𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙙, 𝙄 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪
You walk out the door
𝘾𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙞𝙧𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙨
𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙚𝙬You walk out to the front of the house where the cold breeze hits your face
𝙁𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠, 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙢 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨
𝘼𝙡𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙
𝙎𝙪𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨You sit on your bike and check to make sure you haven't forgotten anything
𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧
𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚
𝙄,𝙢 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙧 𝙖𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙
You do a pat down of yourself. Key? Backpack? Music? Hair Tie?𝙔𝙤𝙪,𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚, 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣,𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧
𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪,𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙
𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙮, "𝙜𝙤 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬"
You leave the driveway and start riding to school. You like to leave early so Mike doesn't ride with you. as much as you love him mornings are for music and alone time.𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙪𝙣𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨
You ride along the streets of Hawkins.
𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪,𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚
It's a quiet morning
𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚The stores are just opening and the citizens are grabbing the morning papers
𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡, 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙄,𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜
You turn onto the street Hawkins high is at
𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚
You park your bike and head inside𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪,𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚
You walk to your locker and start entering your combo
𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚
"shit"
you fucked up the passcode and had to redo it.
𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡, 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜
Finally the locker pops open𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚
You grab what you need and lock your locker back up
𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙨
𝙏𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙮
You start walking to the quiet space at the back of the school waiting for 1st period to start
𝙒𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙨
𝙔𝙤𝙪,𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙛 𝙄,𝙢 𝙤𝙠𝙖𝙮You sit down on the rocks and fiddle with your headphone cord
𝙎𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚
this was your daily routine and it happened every single day
𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙪𝙢 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚
soon more people start showing up.
𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪,𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚
Quiet times over.
𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚You stand up and make your way to Ms.Clicks class
𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 "𝙜𝙤 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬"
you stare at your shoes as you walk the hallways
𝙄 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙
you watch the laces bounce every step
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙪𝙣𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨
you know where you're going. You know this school like the back of your hand𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚
you hear people laughing and all the morning drama
𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚
You try to focus on your music
𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜
People are loud as fuck
𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚
"oMg bRenDa!! tYsOn lEfT a nOtE iN mY lOcKer!"
𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚
you roll your eyes𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚
you walk down the hallway Ms.Clicks class is in
𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜
You're just a few classrooms down
𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚
You start to dread walking in the classroom
𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚...
There's nothing for you, well I mean Steve's in that class. there's also this nice girl Robin who you don't hate but you've never talked to her. Tammy Thompsons in there and she's a stuck up princess.𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚...
who even needs to learn history anyway
𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚...
Your shoe comes untied right before you get to the classroom
𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚..
crisscross, loop it under, tighten, bunny loop, wrap around the bunny loop...
𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚...
you pat your shoe as you stand up
𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚...
You didn't look for anyone infront of you before you started walking forward.
𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧- auGh-You just slammed into something. You were falling-
suddenly your falling halts
you open your eyes from them closing bracing for impact.
You see Steve looking at you. he's holding your backpack strap. While in the other hand a bagel. He pulls you up.
"watch where you're going wheeler"He walks into the classroom. Leaving you standing there.
"Hm."
"that was nice. he could've let me fall"
you thought. you just shrugged and walked in behind another kid who just went in.
YOU ARE READING
Erin Ivy Wheeler || a Stranger Things story|| Discontinued
FanfictionYou are added into my version of the stranger things world as a wheeler kid named Erin Ivy Wheeler. Everything starts 1983 where you are 15 Nancy is 16 Mike is 12 and Holly is 3. This story progresses as I choose and won't always follow the same sto...