Chasing her

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playing guitar, fiddling with the strings imperfectly and nothing mattered. I stopped for a seconds to find a drink or something to satisfy my boredom grumbling inside me. Mike and his little party of freaks were talking actually screaming downstairs i didn't know many of them. I  didn't know anyone except for my brother, max, that will change tomorrow. Not exactly the dream location where murderers roam free and you can't walk two steps without car rocket past you screaming music at you but it was good enough for mum and Nancy. I started playing the guitar a new song i learnt i smiled to myself.Perfection.

Downstairs -
" Stace SHUT UP" Mike shouted. Just a bit too loud then but at least it drowned out their muffled voices
"Wheeler whose that?" Eddie asked
"My sister, y/n what's it to you" he said giving Eddie a look
"Is She um". "
"Yes she is but don't get ideas Munson" nancy butts  in
"Alright Wheeler 2 why do u care"
"Cause she's my sister  you better not screw with her Eddie or so help me" Eddie surrendered raising his hands "okay okay . I'm just gonna go to the toilet" he muttered as he stood up everyone looked at one another as he left, of course he wasn't the one person he might actually interested is single, he's already at her house and is friends with her brother. where's the first place he'll go?

-back to you-
I heard footsteps and armed myself picking up a water bottle ready to assault my brother but instead it was someone else: he was tall and skinny long, curly, brown hair and muddy brown eyes,rich like the ground and the jewels beneath it. He didn't say anything, just stood there as his stare found mine I felt  like I could dive into those deep, dark pools and never leave for air. God what are you doing, blink, anything!!! Luckily he stepped in for me as I tossed the bottle to my bed crumpling the sheets "you must be Stacey ," He enquired.
Why is he here what does he want?!
"I'm, Mikes friend and you're?"
Completely ignoring him like any confused but trying to act calm person would "Mike doesn't have friends" he chuckled at my comment. A little at least. I stood silent and he stopped when he noticed. "Okay Mikes friend you can get out of my room now?"
"What if I said no?"
"I push you to the floor and drag you out," I smiled at him, he seemed amused, satisfied ,almost, that I decided to engage in the most random basic conversation ever.
He moved closer to me not breaking eye contact as he picked up my beloved and placing it on the guitar stand he walked closer and closer as I stumbled back trying to hide my fear my heels were pressed to the foot on my bed.
Closer.
Closer.
Closer
  I bent my body backwards and his crawled towards me he smirked over me probably glad to see the timid expression my face had twisted into.
I could move back no longer and if I did then that would make me a contortionist; but I wasn't a contortionist, and this is why I was now tumbling backwards nearly to the pile of blankets stacked on my mattress. Except for I wasn't on the heap of blankets I was being held.
Held, by him.
His arm has gripped to my arm and is had my arms flung around his next pulling myself up.
He was still grinning smugly
"Have I left you speechless?" He asked "even before you could drag me out" my eyebrows furrowed glaring at the cluster of branches bordering the windows to his soul. If he had one.
I flew basically underneath him in silence for a second i wasn't aware my hand were slung around his neck until his face moved towards mine oh god what's he gonna do shit shit shit
I could feel staring at my lips he slowly moved close to them practically touching them but still enough space squashed between us I squeezed under his arms pushing myself away so I could stand up straight without the constant fear of breaking my back or an arm or a neck. I was still facing him. He lingered around me waiting for a reason to continue our little chat.
"See you tomorrow Stacey  " he eventually said and smirked as he took his time to stroll out of my room turning away.
I was left silently screaming in my room, my room, which I no long her felt entirely comfortable in. I could still feel his awkward prescinde and it chilled me down my spine I stared at my guitar (which he had handled) and quietly placed in upon its regal thrown. I had nothing else to do except overthink every word and sentence and phrase that passed between up in those five minutes. Those dreadful god forsaken five minutes.
Nancy soon trotted up the stairs asking what if he came into my room and what did he say and did he hurt me and so forth, so forth.
I assured he I was ok although really I wasn't I had no clue what I was feeling. It was a small interaction but I'd made it feel like I'd just encountered a ferocious dragon threatening to eat me alive. I pulled myself up from my bed and agreed to go out with Nancy to the milkshake car down town we hurried through the swarm of nerds in my living room.
"Where are you to of to?" My brother enquired.
"Out, tell mum we'll be back by 9,"
"Hi Stacy," he said.
I just carried on making my escape threw  the door I wanted nothing to do with him he was the eye of a hurricane I would be determined not to be torn from the ground and swept into the mess for an infinity. No thanks.

We arrived at the place, somewhere I could easily recall as my childhood.
The sweet sugary smell engulfing me as we entered and the smiled of the people behind the bar almost sweet as the scent; they encouraged us to sit down at a booth in the corner, took our orders after a very long conversation that made up for the 10 years I hadn't been in this place.
"So, you met Eddie?" My sister continued.
"Yep, he's um I don't want to offend but I really hate him," I said sipping at my strawberry milkshake.
"He's not bad he just heard you play guitar and was interested,"
"Well there's probably loads of people who play guitar at that school, why me?"
"Well, 1, You were in the house playing really loudly and 2, when I say interested I mean romance interested he literally asked if you were single."  Nancy listed falling back onto her booth on the other side of the table.
"Well I hope you told him that I a very happily single!"
"Nope, but I'll tell the next live interest that,don't worry" I laughed that my sister thought that there was going to be another 'love interest' and I told her how I highly doubted there would be another, which then led to one of her 'self esteem boosting' lectures (if you could calm them that.)
We finished our milkshakes and moved from conversation to the next mainly about the school and the teachers and my timetable and what the people were like and the food and how bad the food is.
Until one of us actually realised it was gone nine and we didn't need to worry about school because our mother would violently murder us when we get home.

A/N PLEASE READ: I know this isn't accurate with the seasons and stuff bc Eddie and billy are alive at the same time and stuff but ignore that and I'm just saying imagine that all the characters are 16 so it's not weird xx