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Taylor Simien is elevens real brother, they were separated twins at birth, but not really. They were both added to the experiment.
Besides that, The summer of '84 Taylor keeps seeing this monster and reminding him of all...
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Waking up in the morning was uncomfortable for Taylor. The sleeping bag wasn't doing much.
The blonde sat up, running his hand through his messy curly hair. He groaned, looking up at the bed to see the two girls were still sleeping.
It wasn't until the walkie went off, it was some guy that sounded like their age. "This is Lucas. This is a code red" The boy spoke.
Max groaned, seeming to wake up. "I repeat, this is a code red. Max, do you copy?" He sounded really panicked.
The red head and reached over and grabbed the walkie. "Shut up" She said sternly. She just slammed it back onto her desk. At this point, eleven woke up as well.
"Max, it seemed pretty urg-" Taylor started.
"shut up, tee. We're tryin' to sleep" She slammed back down onto the mattress, annoyed.
Taylor hummed, laying back down as well until the walkie went off again. "oh my god" Max mattered. She sat up, picking it up again, "Shut up, we're trying to sleep" Max was about to turn it off.
"Don't turn it off!" It was some other voice this time. "This is Mike, don't" He said. Taylor sat up again and so did Eleven.
"Something bad happened, look... our lives could be at stake. Over" There was static. "What are you talking about-Mike. It's like seven am" She said, letting go of the button on the side.
"Just come over to my house. We'll explain everything. Over"
...
Arriving at the Wheeler's house was rather quick, max explained who would be there to Taylor and that they were all involved in the last past years.
It seemed like the three were the doors were already open and it seemed like Mike's parents weren't home or something. "Hey guys-who are you?" A guy said who had pitch black hair in a shape on a long bowl. "I'm Taylor.. Simien" The blonde said quietly which everyone was quiet to listen to him. It was really awkward because of the long pause afterwards.
He watched the ravenhead scrunch up his nose and looked at Max and Eleven in confusion. "He's Elevens brother" Max said, annoyed that he even had a thought about him.
"What?" He said, standing up straight.
"No shit..." Someone else said, it was a taller boy with a bandana covering a bit of his forehead.
"How?"
"Mike. It's not that hard to understand" Max said, rolling her eyes and storming past him to sit on the couch. "what?" He said.
Taylor sighed, rocking back and forth on his heels awkwardly, darting his eyes around the room. "Apparently we're twins.. we were-"
"Twins? Did you know this, El" Mike interrupted. "No" She said with her hands at her sides, shaking her head.
