Fall of 1980 Rory Blake is 16 years old and living her best life. Until the infamous Vance hopper comes into her life. She learns how to love and hate at the same time. Not knowing the consequences of falling in love with a hothead pinball bitch.
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October 8th
"HOLY SHIT HOW DO YOU know that?!" Rory exclaimed. Sam just shrugged and put a hand on her shoulder.
"So it was true rory?" She said with a concerning tone.
"Why so concerned it was just because I got to high. It wasn't a big deal was it?" Rory asked.
"That's a pretty big fucking deal. Vance has so many names wrapped around his dick I hope you didn't let him screw you over." Sam said. Rory shook her head swiftly
"No! No! Nothing like that I just couldn't go home! That's it. You know how my dad is!" Rory yelled back. Sam shook her head. The overhead bell rung causing both the girls to rush to there classes. Rory was worried that everyone in school found out. Maybe worse kids would started harassing her, or maybe even girls coming after her. Rory was a kind girl and knew the right time to be aggressive and rude. She knew how to fight back. She was to scared to.
------- A FEW HOURS LATER it was time to go to her final period of the day which was her English period. They were learning about the Renaissance and talking about stupid things. She supposedly had this class with Vance. From the person he is, he obviously was sitting in the back while Rory sat in second row. She felt something hit her back and she was sure it was from Vance. She opened the note.
WHAT'S UP WITH YOU YOU SEEM PRETTY DOWN - Vance
She sighed and picked up her favorite pencil writing back.
Your hand writing is quite bad. Just I think everyone knows I spent the night at your house did you tell anyone?-Rory
She passed back the note while the teacher was saying something up to the bored. Vance opened the note and just put it in his bag. There were no more notes from him test of class which kinda confused Rory. He didn't even try talking to her for the rest of the day.
It was late afternoon around 3:30 and school released a hour before. Rory decided she wanted to just go home after the long day. Her dad was still at work so she had the house to herself. Gwen ran off with Susie and Finney was with Donna getting ice-cream. Everything was spiraling throughout her head. She was struggling with her own thoughts. What if Vance told everyone? What if he really did. What if he betrayed her? She had no clue. But she really liked him. Deep down he was slowly realizing the same.
Vance hopper liked Rory Blake.
And Rory Blake liked Vance hopper
She would love him no matter what. No matter how big of a jerk he was, no matter who he liked.
He knew deep down he would give that girl the world of her could.
But she didn't know that.
Neither did he.
We're they a true match or rather not. Rory got overstimulated and just ended up falling asleep in the end. Nice way to end a Tuesday afternoon.
She woke up at exactly 10:37 pm jesus that nap was long she thought to herself. Rory hopped out of bed stumbling. She had a dream about a womanly figure that look quite a lot like her mother. But rory just brushed it off. She walked over to her desk remembering the homework that she was supposed to do.
Rory was in the middle of her final page of homework for math when she heard something go along her window. She thought it was just the wind and kept on working, until she heard it again.
Rory got up swiftly and creeped to her window. She pulled back the curtains to see a curly haired boy and jumped back holding her hands on her chest. "Holy shit Vance!" She whispered yelled. Rory opened the window trying to be careful not to wake her dad. She thought he told the whole school about how she spent the night. She acted angry opening the door. "The hell you want?" She asked sitting back down on her bed as he struggled to get through the window.
"Did you tell the whole fucking school that you slept of at my house?" Vance asked his body language hunting he was angry.
"What? I thought you told everyone!" Rory said back standing back up.
"No! Why the fuck would I? That makes me seem like a fucking softy! Your even fucking lucky I helped you that night!" Vance whispered yelled again. Rory huffed and walked over to Vance.
"Who lives by you Vance? Did anyone like see you carry me in or maybe" Rory said but soon got cut off by Vance.
"It was fucking Carmen. That bitch is gonna regret that shit.." Vance said rushing out the window. "I'll see you tomorrow alright? Sorry i kinda blew up on you.." and there he was in his way back to his house. Rory was sorta confused by his actions.
"Carmen...oh shit! That Carmen!" Rory spoke to herself. Carmen was a sorta scrawny boy. He was a basketball player, but pretty much a bench warmer. Vance will rock his shit by tomorrow and it won't be good. He was a scrawny 5'6 boy with brown hair and glasses. He wasn't the type to fight. Carmen was a next door neighbor to Vance and likely saw Vance bring Rory in and watched through his window.
"He's such a fucking creep!" Rory said once again to herself. Thanks to god damn carmen she will be getting into a few fights. Nothing was happening between her and Vance absolutely nothing. At least..that's what she thought. But she knew damn well that night Vance wouldn't have done anything to her. Nothing to hurt her in a mental or physical way. He wasn't like that towards her.
Vance was in love.
He fell so hard.
To hard.
This was tough for him to comprehend, e wouldn't accept. He's supposed to be Vance Fucking Hopper. Not the Highschool knock off with a girlfriend.
Rory was laying back in her solid bed to fall back asleep. She turned off the desk light a drifted into her dreams.
