Amnesia Girl

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A/N: mentions of drugs, warning of sexual scenes
There's going to be a part two, don't worry ;) I have an interesting story set up for this one

Y/f/i : your first initial of your name, if your first initial is L then make it a nickname of your choosing unless you're prepared to fight Eleven ;)

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The feeling of water dripping down my forehead woke me up. I jolted upright and opened my eyes to see a few faces looking down around me.

"Well we can conclude she's not dead." One boy with long hair said holding a glass of water.

I wiped my forehead when I remembered why I woke up.

"Were you pouring water on my face?" I asked him in an agitated tone.

Before anyone could answer I also asked, "and who the hell are you all?"

My eyes scanned over the entire group not recognizing a soul.

A boy with fluffy hair spoke up, "My name is Steve," he pointed to himself then continued pointing to everyone else, "and this is Robin, Dustin, Max, Lucas, Mike, Will, Elev- Elle, Nancy, Jonathan, and-"

He was cut off by the long haired boy, "And my name is Eddie, sweetheart."

I looked around to everyone still trying to process who the hell was who.

"Guys back up and give her some room." One of the older looking girls, Nancy I think was her name, said and everyone took a step back.

"Where... Where am I?" I asked quietly while looking at my surroundings.

I deduced I was in a basement from the dim lights. Clearly someone's home.

"I'll answer that for you, you're in my basement. Now answer me, who the hell are you, and why are you in my basement?" A pale younger boy said to me with a squint in his eyes.

Nancy smacked him in the back of the head and whispered, "Mike don't be an asshole, what if she's like Elle or something."

"Um I- I don't know how I got here. I'm sorry I can- I can leave." I suddenly realized I must've just been found laying in these people's house.

I jolted upward but felt dizzy when I stood up and would've fell to the ground if it wasn't for Eddie rushing forward to catch me.

"Hey there, you're still weak, why don't you drink some water." He said handing me the glass he was already holding.

"Isn't this the water you were dumping on me?" I asked with a sly smile as I took the glass from his hand.

When I sipped the water I felt the liquid rush through my entire body, and finished the glass.

"Wow someone was thirsty," Eddie laughed, "Come on let's sit you up on the couch." And with that he pulled me up and helped me over to the couch.

Once I was steady everyone stood or sat around me once again.

"So what's your name? Is there anyone we should call?" Robin asked.

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