The next day, mom went out looking for Mews at Loch Nora again. We're going hunting. Hunting for Dart that is. Dustin has been repeatedly calling a code red through his walkie talkie, annoying the shit out of me.
"Guys code red! I repeat, code. Red! Can someone please answer? Seriously, guys. Code r-"
"Dustin, would you please... shut the hell up." I say walking into his room. "You're giving me a headache."
"No one is answering Dani!" He says, throwing his walkie onto his bed. He starts tying his shoes. Once he's finished, he stands up and throws up his arms exaggeratedly. "What the hell else am I supposed to do?"
"Just wait it out, I'm sure someone will check in sooner or later."
Before he can respond, we hear a car horn outside.
"Grab your shit, Steve is here." I say as I leave.
**
"Hey." Steve says to me as I sit in the passenger seat.
"Hi." I smile back at him. "Dustin will be out soon. He's running a little behind."
He responds with the nod of his head. An awkward silence engulfs us, causing me to look anywhere but at Steve.
"Listen about the other day..." He begins to say.
Oh, God.
Looking down at the floor, still not making eye contact, I spot a bouquet of flowers by my feet.
Are those for m-
"It was a misunderstanding."
Shit.
Subconciously nodding my head, I can't take my eyes off of the flowers. I'm not even paying attention to what he's saying because I already knew that this was all too good to be true. Those flowers aren't for me. They're for Nancy.
"Danielle, I'm s-"
"It's okay." I say, trying not to shed some tears. Choking them back, I mustering up the courage, and look at him. "I understand."
"You do?" He asks a little confused.
"Yeah." I whisper.
Looking down, he smiles a grateful smile. "Thanks." Steve says not taking his eyes off of the floor. Slowly, his smile fades. He takes notice in the flowers laying by my feet. "Oh, shit." He mumbles.
Before he can say anything else, Dustin quickly opens the back door, scaring Steve and I.
"Did you get the meat?" He asks Steve.
"Uh. Y-yeah I got it."
I move my gaze to the passenger window, never taking my eyes off of the outside world as we drive away from the house.
"Here's the plan." Dustin says.
**
Steve, Dustin, and I eventually make it to the railroad tracks. Steve unlocks the trunk and starts grabbing the supplies. He gives each of us yellow cleaning gloves. After we put them on, we start unloading the buckets of meat from the trunk.
"Dustin. This is Lucas. Do you copy? Dustin?" We hear coming from Dustin's walkie in his backpack.
Dustin, with his head set on, stops helping, and speaks Into the microphone. "Well, well, well, look who it is."
"Sorry, man. My stupid sister turned it off."
"Well, when you were having sister problems, Dart grew again, he escaped, and I'm pretty sure he's a baby Demogorgon."
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002 - Steve Harrington
Fanfiction"You've made Papa proud Two. My sweet, darling Josephine." ~ All rights to the Duffers and other creators of Stranger Things. I only claim my character. *Disclaimer* This is the first story I've ever wrote, sorry in advance.