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friday, hawkins indiana. 1:37 am.

The masked figure yanked the axe out of the already lifeless body on the grass.

It was Troy Walsh, hawkins high schools bully.

they grinned, admiring their work. They kneeled down to the ground and picked up the body of Troy and walked to their car.

"Hey!" They heard a honeyed voice yell at them, they jumped and looked to their right. It was their partner in crime. "Oh, it's you." The mysterious person murmured.

"I said not to kill without me!" They marched over to the other masked person angrily. "Listen, you took too long" They laughed and put the body in the trunk, the other masked person took off their mask and looked at the body.

The second person smirked, instantly knowing who the body belonged to. "Sucker screamed like a girl the whole time." The other person giggled and closed the trunk.

They both got got in the car, closing the doors after themselves. The one in the drivers seat took off their mask and threw it to the backseat. "Alright," The first one mumbled and turned on the car.

"Dinners gonna be great, yeah?" They questioned with a smirk on their face. The other nodded in agreement letting out a small laugh.

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the day before.

Will had been pushed to the ground, his books falling onto the tiled floor along with him. He grunted and looked up at the boy who had pushed him. Troy Walsh.

He laughed with his idiotic friends, James Dante, and River Sandlers. They weren't really relevant, nor helpful. They just stood there and just, reacted. Much like extras in shows or movies.

"I guess you can't use your fairy magic to prevent you from falling on your ass, can you?" Troy
chuckled and walked away, his little minions following behind him like lost puppies.

"Will!" He heard someone yell out his name and turned to his right, it was his best friend of over nine years, or a better way to say it, his crush. Mike Wheeler.

He ran over to pick up Wills books and help him up. "What happened? Was it Troy? Did he do something?" Mike bombarded him with questions.

"Yeah." Will replied to the ravenette in front of him and took the books from him, nodding his head as a thank you.

Mike helped him and and put his arm around Wills shoulder, "Are you okay?" Mike questioned. "Are you hurt?" He inspected Wills face in concern.

Will nodded for the first question, "I'm not hurt, I just wish he would stop picking on me daily," Will explained and picked at his nails. Mike sighed and walked him to class. "I'm sorry,"

(i have severe writers block bro and nothings helping, like at all so if this part is boring sorry)
"It's fine, not your fault." Will said and put his hand on the door knob of his next class, Mike stopped him. "Will?".

Will looked at him confusedly, "Hm?" Will hummed and looked at Mikes lips for a split second then back at his eyes to show he was paying attention to him.

"You wanna come over later, to just. Hang out, nd stuff? My parents aren't home so.." Mike questioned. Mike scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.

The corners of Wills lips curled into a smile. "Of course," Will pushed open the classroom door, "See you later Mike." Will waved and turned around, walking into the classroom that had five kids in it already.

Mike smirked to himself and walked to his own classroom, happy he was able to hang out with his best friend alone after a few months of not being able to.

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shut up ik the chapter sucked