❝ 𝐈'𝐃 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐀 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍 songs for you, max ❞
⸻ IN WHICH, wendy sailor moves from bordeaux, france to hawkins, indiana when her mother gets a new job. she was going to get a fresh start, but can we always get what we want ?
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┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° s2; chapter zero, act one ✧.*✎ crash
OCTOBER 19TH , 1984
translations google translate usedsomay be inaccurate : maman : mum chérie : sweetie une : one quelle la : what the — je suis : i am merci : thank you oui : yes jolie : pretty
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⸺𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐘 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐄𝐘𝐒, 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 over paint brushes that were scattered on her wooden floor. she fell into her door, grabbing the white cardigan off the hook. she slipped it on over her red, green and blue stripped t-shirt.
as she walked down the hall, she simultaneously slipped on her white sneakers tripping over her own feet. she grabbed onto the railing, stabilising herself. she pulled up the cardigan, looking at her hello kitty watch. 3:48pm.
she sighed, it was a nice time for a walk. she ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. she saw her mother cutting up some cucumbers and placing them into a pink pot.
" hi maman ! " wendy smiled, grabbing her wicker tote bag off the counter.
" hey chérie. " claire smiled, handing her two of the sealed pots and a bottle of sprite.
she opened the first pot to find a strawberry jam sandwich, closing it back up and placing it in the bag. she then opened the second one seeing crackers and some cut up cheese.
" thank you. " wendy placed it in the tote bag that already had a red checkered blanket and her headphones in it.
" of course. " claire clicked on the lid of the last pot, handing it to wendy.
" i'll be une hour, okay ? " " okay be safe, mon amour. " claire kissed the top of her head, wendy smiled back up at her before walking towards the back door.
she lived on loch nora, where all the rich snobs lived. but she wasn't a snob, she was a lovley girl. she stepped on some fall leaves, smiling when she heard the crunch. she grabbed the walkman out the bag and hooked it onto the belt loops of her flared jeans. she then turned it on; girls just wanna have fun could be faintly heard from the headphones in her bag. she grabbed them, putting them on and starting her walk to the field.
♪ i come home, in the mornin' light ♪
wendy only moved here a few days ago, she wasn't in school yet and was going to go when she was all settled in. she didn't know yet, but the day she started ; someone else would start too.
♪ my mother says " when you gonna get your life right ? " ♪
she had seen some other kids around, they were all loud and obnoxious to her. but she wasn't one to be rude, so she just didn't say anything and let them be. some kids had come up to her and talked to her, but she didn't really understand what they were saying ; nor did she want to respond to them.
♪ oh momma dear, we're not the fortunate ones ♪
her name was being spread around hawkins middle school as the 'new foreign girl' who was most likely to go to their school. some kids would tell others what they saw her doing everyday, it was weird because she'd see girls stare at her and then giggle with their friends. she didn't like that.
♪ and girls, just wanna have fun ♪
they already knew about her mother, she was rich and pretty. wendy was now half way towards the field, when she spotted a butterfly. she looked up at it, it was beautiful. she was so focused she didn't hear the wheels on the concrete infront of her.
" hey, look out ! " wendy turned to the noise, only to be knocked onto the floor.
" quellela — ! " wendy yelled, looking up to see a girl laying beside her on the ground.
" are you okay ? " wendy groaned, grabbed her hand; the other girl opened her eyes.
" uhm, fine. " she stood up, pulling wendy up with her.
" sorry, je suis wendy. " she smiled, grabbing her bag off the floor.
" im . . max. you want this ? " max grabbed a plaster out her back pocket.
" why ? " " uhm, your chin is bleeding. " max pointed to her chin, wendy was confused because she didn't feel the pain.
" oh, merci. " she took it out her hands, and placing it in her wound.
" you're french ? " " oui ! " she smiled, max somehow smiled too. it was like her smile was contagious.
" sweet, see ya. " max kicked back up her skateboard, riding away.
" . . . bye ! " she waved, but the ginger was already out of view.
" jolie. " wendy smiled, placing back on her headphones that fell of in the crash.
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kota speaks, probably posting a chapter tomorrow or something, maybe after volume 2 comes out !!
goodbye my lovelies i hope you like this so far :))
