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chapter eleven ⚛ don't stop me now ⚛
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The party sped down the road, on their way to the tunnels, and Queen playing on the radio. They had collected all of the things they needed to burn them, which was lots and lots of gasoline, a lighter, goggles, bandanas for masks, and other equipment to keep stuff out of their mouths.
They had also tried to clean up Steve's wounds as much as possible which didn't work very much, since one: they didn't know how to, except Max, who was collecting supplies. And two: there was so much blood and flesh showing, it made Hazel instantly sick, so while she was throwing up in the bathroom, Dustin did the shittiest job on cleaning.
So here they were, Max and Hazel in the front seats, Hazel giving her friend the directions, and Max keeping them all from certain death. She had apparently driven in a parking lot before, making her the one with the most driving experience, so at least she knew the basics.
"Okay, keep straight for half a mile before turning left on Mount Sinai." Hazel instructed the girl.
"Got it." Max nodded
"So don't stop me now....."Freddie's voice came over the radio.
"Woah! Holy shit. Stop the car." Hazel heard the voice of her brother from the back of the car.
"Hey, hey, hey. Calm down." Dustin hushed the older teen, who was too out of it to listen.
"Don't stop me, 'Cause I'm having a good time, having a good time!"
"Hazel! Holy shit! Stop the goddamn car!" He continued to yell.
"I told you he'd freak out." Mike said to Dustin, rather harshly.
Hazel turned in her seat. "Hey, dude. Just calm down. She's driven before."
"In a parking lot." Mike commented.
"I'm a shooting star, leaping through the sky like a tiger, defying the laws of gravityyyyy,"
