Harrington's Baby [Steve Harrington x OC]

[2] Homeless

Claire stared out the window deep in thought as Billy sped down the road. The only sounds present were Billy's overly loud music and the occasional "Slow Down!" From Max in the back seat. Normally the blonde would be right alongside Max lecturing Billy about their safety but she was insanely anxious about today.

Today was the first day of school. Not to mention the day their parents moved to town. Claire couldn't decide which would actually be worse, possibly having the whole school know she slept with Steve Harrington or dealing with Neil who's gone almost a week without taking out his rage on his children.

As soon as they got to the parking lot Max jumped out of the car and ran off toward the middle school. Claire began to follow before Billy grabbed her arm and yanked her toward him. "Billy let go you're hurting me" she whimpered.

"Listen and listen good because I'm not going to say this again. You stay out of my way. Don't even look at me. Don't go fucking things up for us by making any stupid little friends you got it?" He spat. She nodded with tears in her eyes and pulled her wrist from his grip hurrying out of the car. She cradled her already bruised arm looking up from the ground to see none other than Steve Harrington staring right back at her with a confused look. She quickly shot her head back down and hurried into the building. Steve turned back to a deep discussion he had been having shaking his head lightly.

Claire's nerves were on end as she messed with her locked trying to open the lock. Her hands shook due to the recent confrontation with Billy and she couldn't focus to dial the numbers. As she started to get frustrated worrying she would be late a familiar voice sounded next to her. "Hey.. uh do you need some help opening your locker?"

The blonde looked up at the boy, who was almost a good foot or more taller than her. Steve gave her a sheepish smile seemingly trying to make amends for ditching her over the weekend.

"U-Um yes please You just have different locks than in California" she sputtered taking her hand off the lock drawing Steve's attention to her arm. "Woah are you okay" he said wide eyed scanning over all the finger shaped bruises over her arm.

She quickly pulled her sweater sleeves down turning pale. "Yeah! I'm fine! I'm actually I don't really think I need to get in my locker right now" she panicked darting down the hall. Steve had half the mind to follow her but felt it be inappropriate since they barely knew each other. He gave her one more worried glance before heading to his first class.

Claire's first class was English. She was grateful they had assigned seats because she didn't want the embarrassment of nobody wanting to sit next to her. She was assigned to sit next to a tall girl with dirty blonde hair. She looked overly board and extremely intimidating. Claire wasn't sure if she would've rather sat by herself or not at this point.

  She sat down next to the girl gently, shoving her backpack under her desk embarrassed that she didn't put it in her locker. She got out her textbook and some paper and began to doodle as she waited for class to start. The girl next to her nudged her "Are you new? I've never seen you before and Hawkins isn't exactly a big town" she chuckled