Psycho - Vance Hopper

* Pilot / Part 1 *

The air is warm, there is a breeze, a cool one. It's summer in the year '78, and the hallways are as packed as ever, of course though, you aren't in the hallways.

 You are in the principal's office.

 And that woman doesn't have a single window open, or the ac on. Sweat is dripping down your forehead, but, blood is also dripping down your nose and knuckles

Your ear is ringing and is focusing on the clock constantly making a *ding* noise. My god is it annoyin-

*Y/n POV*

"Y/N" She shudders,

...

"Yes?" You respond silently.

"I hope you understand the severity of your actions. You can't be acting like this anymore! You don't want people to think you are a delinquent." Miss Munfredd squawks, you sit up in frustration. "Why should I care? I didn't start it! It was all Isabelle's fault! She was harassing me and my friend.  But you don't seem to care, do you?" You argue, raising your brows. She leans forward, "Of course I do, but both parties are at fault, you shouldn't have continued this fight! I don't care if she punched first, you both are at fault, you should have just simply left it be!" She reasons.

But to be honest, you really didn't bother listening to her, you knew you weren't at fault, you were innocent, a victim who fought back, that's what you were. She didn't and wouldn't understand.

"Whatever..." You mumbled, " I hope this won't happen again, be on your way now, and don't get into any fights while you go, you may leave." She whispers, "NEXT STUDENT." She shouts at the door, "Have a good day Y/n." She gives you a soft smile, which you could tell was bullshit. "You too." You breathe out just before you stand up and push the door. 

You walk out the door with a livid expression of exhaustion and anger piled up against each other, as you pass the chairs you bump shoulders with someone, you honestly didn't bother to check who it was, you were too busy worrying about your best friend, Finney. But an angered voice coughs out at you "Watch where you are going, dipshit."  you turn to spit out an insult towards this person, but as you look up to his face, you recognise him. It's Vance Hopper...

Shit, you really weren't in the mood to mess with the 'Pinball Vance,' 

"Sorry man, uh... Didn't see you there" You stutter out, you weren't scared of him, but you knew him from a while back, you were friends with him but you slowly grew apart at the start of middle school, you just really didn't want to talk to him right now. 

"Wow, then you're really fucking blind then dumbass." he spat. You begin walking again and whisper under your breath, "Fucking Psycho..." You shook your head, suddenly you felt a grip on your shoulder, forcing you to turn back. His face was an inch away from your own, you gulped, "What was that bitch? " His eyes were full of fury, his eyebrows were furrowed and his jaw was clenched. You push his hand off of your shoulder, "Nothing, Jesus, loosen up a little more, huh?" You awkwardly laugh. He huffs at you and walks into the office with heavy steps and slams the door. 

See what I mean? He's fucking crazy.

That was the first encounter with Vance after a very long time. It was almost a reunion of some sorts, but it wasn't so pleasant.

I hope that you enjoyed this chapter, the next part will be up soon! :D It was quite short, I intend to make the chapters longer though!