←Chapter 1: The Airport→

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It is a sunny day when Flight 222 lands on the runway. Everyone claps for a pilot as they roll into the Indianapolis International Airport. A sixteen year-old boy, Will Byers, is looking out the window of the plane. His mother, Joyce Byers, who is next to him smiles at his excitement. She looks over to her eldest son of eighteen, Johnathan Byers, who was sleeping half the flight, was wide awake. He was moving his leg up and down so she could tell that he was excited too no matter how much he denied it. Once the doors of the airplane opened, there was a mad scramble of people trying to get their carry-on suitcases from the above compartments. 

''Johnathan.'' Joyce said to her eldest son. ''Yeah mom?'' He replied.

''Could you swap places with me so I can get our small suitcases from the compartments?'' She asked him. ''Yeah sure.'' He said, unbuckling his seatbelt and standing up so he could swap places with his mother. 

Once they swapped places, Joyce struggled to get the small suitcases out. As she struggled, Johnathan turned to his younger brother. ''Hey Will?'' Will turned to face his older brother. 'Yeah?' He replied. ''You happy to be back?'' Johnathan asked him. ''You bet. And I think you should help mom,'' The brunette said, pointing at his mother. ''Shit! Here let me help mom,'' Johnathan said standing up and took the suitcases from his mother.  Will put his bag on his back and he gave his mother and his brother their bags. He took his suitcase rom his mother and walked down the stairs to get the feeling of the hot summer sun shining on his face.

He stood staring at the sun until his mother called out, ''Will! Hurry up or we'll miss the bus!'' Will hurried after his mother and brother, the suitcase's wheels sliding on the shiny floor. The Byers went to pick up their bigger suitcases and went to the bus stop. The bus started to pull up and the Byers went inside the bus. They put their suitcases in the compartments above again just like on the plane.

''Next stop, Hawkins!'' Came a voice from the loudspeaker as the doors of the bus closed and drove off  in the sunny afternoon. . .

 

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