First person POV
I walk through the crowded halls of Hawkins High while wearing my headphones. I feel extremely drowsy. In these hallways, you can see many different troupes of people doing their thing. Such as the jocks huddled up talking about their next game, the nerds at their lockers writing or reading, the freaks doing whatever crazy thing they're up to today. All these troupes, I don't fit in.
I don't fit in anywhere, I have a friend group but we don't fit in anywhere as well. We only fit in with each other.
Right now, the lights are too bright in my eyes. The sounds are too loud for my ears, which is why I have my Walkman volume on low. I sigh and rub my eyes, still drowsy and sleepy.
I walk into my first period where I have my math class with my underclassmen friends, Mike, Dustin, and Lucas. I sit down in the back of the classroom, and lay my head down.
Hopefully, my teacher wouldn't notice me sleeping since I was in the back.
Third Person POV
The three younger boys look back at their sleeping and high friend. "Should we wake him up?" Dustin asked.
"I don't know.. whenever he's high he's sleepy. Maybe we should just wait for the drugs to wear off..." Lucas suggested.
Mike was zoning out, and ignored their conservation about their friend Y/n.
"What about Mrs. Whatever her name is? She can't know about him sleeping-"
"Sinclair and Henderson. Is what you're talking about more important than what we are learning? If so, would you like to share with us?"
This was when Mike snapped out of his trance and looked back at his sleeping friend.
"No Mrs. Buckley.."
"And would you wake Y/n up please? Tell him he can't always be dozing off in my class, we have things to learn."
The two boys nod at the teacher as she continues her lesson. Dustin shakes Y/n, trying to wake him up. The h/c male looked up at the curly head with squinting red eyes.
"Guess I've been caught, huh.."
Dustin nods, and so Y/n sits up. He makes sure he's squinting so nobody notices his red eyes. He always had eye drops in his backpack in case of emergency and boy was this an emergency.
But he couldn't just put eye drops in his eyes in the middle of class, just because he was in the back didn't mean the teacher wouldn't see him. And going to the bathroom wasn't an option in class, this teacher did not like interruptions nor did she allow bathroom breaks. Crazy, right.
And so he had to wait for passing period.
During class, Y/n was extremely fidgety and couldn't pay attention at all. He looked around the classroom, bright colors popped in his eyes. His eyes were droopy, and they were still red. Whenever he got high, it wasn't a very bright red it was more like a light pink, but it was still noticeable.
And finally, the bell rang and Y/n quickly got up and put on his backpack, "Cya guys, I'll be in the bathroom."
He rushed to the bathroom, covering his eyes. He bumped into some people and got some "Hey! Watch out!"'s but he didn't care.
Thankfully, the boys bathroom was close to his first period so he slammed the door open and closed it. He looked in the mirror and saw his light pinkish eyes.
He laughed, maybe it was because of the drugs or maybe it was because you couldn't notice his eyes from more than 5 feet away. He had just panicked and thought the worse, but still he put those eye drops in his eyes.
Y/n looked in the mirror, he had extremely messy hair. He forgot to brush it huh.. that always happened whenever he was high. He turned off the faucet and splashed the cold water on his face and hair.
The door squeaked open , which caused Y/n to jump out of fear for who it was. Once he saw who it was, he calmed down for it was his drug dealer, or you could consider him his friend as well, Eddie Munson.
"What's up Y/n! Looks like you're a little too high to be in school right now. Or even to function."
"Yeah, yeah I know. I smoked some before I slept to help me sleep, and it looks like I smoked too much and the effects are still lingering..."
"It'll be gone before you know it L/n! Anyways I do have to use the restroom, that's why I'm here."
"Oh, oh yeah of course. I needed to as well after... doing stuff."
They both did their business and walked out into the empty hallways shoulder by shoulder. Y/n was giggling quite a lot, which could've been an effect of the drugs.
"Wow, I just can't believe I'm high right now..Like I know how it feels to be high (barely), but during school?! The feeling is so scary and suspenseful that it makes me laugh!!"
"Well man, you've just started. You'll get used to the feeling in school. Also I think the laughing is the drugs on your part, it's cute though."
"You know sometimes it feels good and relaxing, other times it feel like a pain.. I don't get it. I want to be in the euphoric state all the time!"
"Listen Y/n, nothing is perfect. Those drugs.. whatever you're using them for aren't gonna make you feel all happy all the time. Just deal with it, you'll get used to it. I'll be here whenever you feel bad, I'll help you out you know?" Eddie smiled at him.
Y/n looked at Eddie with his pink eyes and smiled back at the curly head, "Y/n, did you ever know your eyes look absolutely beautiful when you're high. The light pink color goes with the e/c irises." Y/n smiled at the compliment.
The bell for second period rang, their eyes both widened, "Oh shit, we better get to class. We got second period together, let's go!!"
The two ran through the empty halls to their second period, English. They couldn't stop laughing at the fact they were late to class on the third week.
They arrived at their class and entered, "Well well, Munson and L/n. You two are late. I'm going to have to speak to you after class, go to your seats."
They headed to their seats in the second last row and continued laughing. Y/n smiled at Eddie, he never thought he would be late to class and laughing with the one and only Eddie "The Freak" Munson.
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Fanfiction[DISCONTINUED] Y/n is well known at school, both in a good way and not. He is called many names, 'outcast', 'queer freak' 'druggie' and even some words that should not be said. His particular name 'druggie' is because of how much he is addicted to d...