||Stuck in Another Universe|| A Stranger Things story

•Ah sh*t•

"Hey I'm getting tired I might head out." You tell your best friend, Charlotte, through the phone, although you called her Char.

"Same, we can play again tomorrow, goodnight." She said with a yawn.

"Night." You finished, before hanging up the call.

You then set your alarm for school before turning off your phone. You were 17, and a junior. Standing at 5'9 you played on your local high school volleyball team. You also didn't have any classes with your friends because you had mostly all AP classes, and were placed in senior classes for advanced learning.

Staring at the posters on your wall, you tossed and turned in your bed before deciding to take your skateboard to the park. You checked your phone and it was around 2:30 a.m.

Quietly walking out, you silently lock the door behind you. Trying your best not to wake your siblings and parents.

It was cold, but luckily you were wearing a hoodie. Stopping on the porch, you pull out your wireless headphones and connect them to your phone. You unlocked your phone and unpaused your music. After skipping a few songs, and listening to a few ads, finally 'Sweet Talk' by Saint Motel came on. Content with the choice you hopped on your skateboard and made your way to the park.

Feeling the breeze hit your neck and the wind blow throughout your hair, you felt a feeling of bliss that you wouldn't get by laying in your stuffy room. Just being able to do this felt like freedom at it's finest.

A few years back you had to be in bed by 10:00 on school nights, and never to go out past 10:00. After a while, though, you started going through puberty and volleyball exercises actually kicked in. Your body began maturing and turning a little more, ah, how do I say this? Muscular. Your parents began realizing that at first glance you could be mistaken for a man, if wearing the wrong thing, or looked at from the wrong direction. They started trusting letting you walk home from school, or going out by yourself, because you were fully capable of defending yourself.

Arriving at the park you take the sidewalk to the parking lot. In the middle of practicing your kick flip, your phone began to ring.

*bzz* *bzz* "b-*

"Hello?" You answered your phone.

"What if I gave you an offer? You might not want to refuse?" A mysterious voice said aloud, coming from the other side of the phone.

"Ah well, I think I'll pass on that, haha." You joke, before hanging up. Still an eerie feeling stuck within you, getting a call at 3:00 in the morning? Well telemarketers never sleep I suppose, you brushed it off.

Starting back home you shuddered, feeling the hair on the back of your neck stand up. You pulled down your hood to touch it. Well it is cold, you thought before pulling your hood back over your head. Suddenly a strange noise arose all around you, as you take out a single headphone the sound only grows louder.

You pick up the pace on your board as the ominous feeling growing inside of you gets stronger. Going at at-least 10 mph now, you can see your house in the distance. Little by little the image in front of you began to change. The small suburban house slowly turned into a untamed forest. Hauling your skateboard to a stop, you could no longer see your house... only large, luscious green trees.

"Ah sh*t."