I'll Never Forget 1983 (Michael Afton x Fem!Reader)

New Town, New People

June 14th, 1983

"This is so fucking stupid, why did we move from a town as amazing as Boston to a shitty town in Utah?" I asked my mom as we finally reached the new town. "Don't talk to me like that, I'll smack the ever-loving shit out of you." she glared. It sucked leaving home, I loved Boston, I was born and raised there. School had let out a couple weeks ago, and I had a whole summer planned with my friends, doing stupid shit. The whole move was a surprise and I didn't even get a vote on it. My mom always threatened to hit me, but has only done it like 4 times my whole life, and I've done a lot of shit to get myself in trouble. I think she's scared of me, not like I care.

We got to the house and I immediately took in how big it was, it was only two stories, but I was used to our small house. We lived in a big city but had a small house, now we live in a small shitty town and had a two story house? Maybe Hurricane won't be so bad. I ran upstairs and found the biggest room, with a window that would make it easy to sneak out of and immediately put my bag down. "I want this room!" I shouted from the room and my little sister came in "No! I want this one!" she pouted, I hated when she did this, she only did it because I wanted it. "Too bad, besides, you know you're getting the smallest one, you're the baby". I gave her a sly smirk and she began to cry so I did what every big sister does.. I slammed the door in her face. 

Don't get me wrong, I love my sister, I wouldn't trade the world for her, but she's a spoiled brat who gets whatever she wants. My family consists of my 12 year old brother, B/N, my parents M/N and D/N, and my little sister, S/N. (A/N: sorry if you're an only child) We weren't exactly that perfect happy family, but to be fair, we could get along for the most part, except for my mom, she always has it out for me. It pisses me off. I used to be a really good kid, but she randomly stopped liking me one day, so I intentionally did shit to piss her off. My dad was different though, he was also so caring, he still is, he understands me a lot more than she ever will. 

I unpacked my whole room and finished around 9:30 PM, since all my big furniture was already put in here by my dad earlier. I decided I should go around town and check everything out, my parents go to sleep fairly early, so I didn't even have anything to worry about. I grabbed my house key and my skateboard and just went out the front door, it's not like they'd hear me leave anyway. 

I skated around town and found a skate park that was full of guys and some girls skating, while some girls just watched. I heard "Dead End Justice" by the Runaways, playing out of a boombox and I made my way to the park. "Woah, who are you?" Some guy skated toward me. He had blond hair and brown eyes, he didn't seem intimidating, so I could just be honest, instead of a snarky remark. "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt anything. I'm Y/N, I just moved here from Boston" my accent was so fucking apparent, if they couldn't tell already, they know now. "I see, I'm Andrew, don't worry, you ain't interrupting nothing, this is just a hangout place for the teens in this town to skate, drink, and smoke. If you'd like, you could meet the gang." I just nodded. I was already making friends and I hadn't even been here 24 hours yet.

I followed him near the back of the park, there were three other guys, but my attention was caught on a tall dude with a fluffy mullet, blue eyes, and smoking a cigarette. "Damnit Parker, who's this?" he asked with a prominent British accent. I started to answer him, but he cut me off. "I wasn't askin' you Putz. I was asking Andrew." I scoffed "and who are you to tell me when I'm allowed to speak, huh?" I glared at him. "C'mon, it's not like you'll do anything about it. Most girls here don't get in fights, I'm sure you're no different." He gave me a smirk, and before I knew it, my fist had made contact with his face, and we immediately started fighting. He hit me right in the chin. Ow. That hurt like a bitch. He kept hitting my face so I did the only thing I could think of. I knee him in the crotch. He let out a yelping noise and I immediately got up "think you had enough?" I smirk at him. He didn't respond, so I took it as a yes. 

Fuck, my nose is bleeding, and I have bruises already forming, my mom is going to be so fucking pissed. 

(A/N: sorry this chapter is really short I wasn't sure how much I'd do to begin !)