Lime Eyes - Eleven Hopper + Max Mayfield

Chapter 6: The Body

TW: Internalized Homophobia, Fake Body

November 9, 1983

VICTORIA

It is dismissal time, and I am standing beside Steve. Because I have nowhere to go, and Steve is the only person right now. Lili might be coming home to go with Eleven or some shit. Right now, I am standing with him.

Jonathan appears in the picture, with his camera. 

"Hey, man,"

"What's going on?"

Bunch of assholes. Including Tommy H, eyeing up on Steve. Carol doesn't seem bothered, better break up with that son of a bitch.

"Nicole here was, uh, telling us about your work,"

"We've heard great things,"

"Yeah, sounds cool,"

"And we'd just love to take a look. You know, as... connoisseurs of art,"

"I don't know what you're talking about,"

He is about to leave, but Tommy snatches his bag

"Hey!"

I stepped in.

"Leave him alone,"

Tommy doesn't listen.

"Please, give me my bad. No, just,"

Tommy throws it to Steve, those bitches!

"Man, he is trembling. He must have something to hide. Here we go,"

Steve puts the bag.

"Come on Steve, there is nothing big there,"

He grabs pictures from the bag.

"Here we go. Oh, man,"

He shows me some pictures of the night at the party. Was he there? What the hell is going on in his mind? But nothing explicit.

"Let me see. Dude,"

Carol gets some of the pictures, and so does Nicole. I refused to get some.

"Yeah, this isn't creepy at all,"

"I was looking for my brother,"

"No. No, this is called stalking. Mmm-mmm,"

"Steve, because we were too loud. That's why I didn't make sounds when I chugged the beer,"

I joked. Then Nancy comes over, gosh I am fine with Nancy. But if I was in Steve's position, I would not be associated with those pricks.

"What's going on?"

"Here's the starring lady,"

See, that is one of them.