"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞..."
Willow Harrington is the younger sister to the famous Steve Harrington. The two have a rather close bond, but Willow notices her brother change once he befriends two butt-heads, T...
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(episode one ; the vanishing of will byers)
"WILLOW, GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE IF YOU WANT ME TO DRIVE YOU TO SCHOOL!" the voice of her elder brother boomed up the stairs. She groaned, brushing the last bit of her curly brunette hair. The Harringtons bad always had a special love for their hair.
"I'm COMING!", she shouted the last word. She brushed through her hair one more time with the top of her tiny fingers before throwing her over-sized backpack over her shoulders, pattering down the stairs.
"Took you long enough," Steve said to his sister once he caught sight of her waddling towards him.
"You know I could just walk myself, I'm 12 and a half," she huffed as she slipped her shoes on. Her brother raised her brows at the young girl and scoffed.
"Yeah right kid, and let the Pumpkin Man come and eat you?". Willow's large eyes slightly widened at the thought of the Pumpkin Man. The imaginary thing was created by Steve himself a few halloweens ago. He had dressed up as a huge pumpkin and crept through her window, resulting with his sister instinctively pushing him out of the window, and splatting on the lawn.
She shook the thought away, standing up. "Ok, I'm ready lets g- wait!", she stood there with her arms out like a gun was pointed at her. Her brother crossed his arms and frowned at her.
"What now?", he sighed.
The girl bounced over to the kitchen, rummaging around the cupboard for some cereal. Steve brought his hand to his face, tired of his sisters un-organised mind. He walked over to the counter as she placed a cereal box on the counter, snatching it away.
She slowly looked up at him, scrunching up her face. "Are you trying to starve me? What do you think I'm fat, need to start a diet?"She crossed her arms, Steve looking a bit lost for words. "Because if anyone is going in a diet it's you mister." She pointed a finger at her brother, a look of shock coming onto his face. He smacked her finger away and put the cereal back in the cupboard.
"I was actually going to say we're going to be late if you eat right now, so take an apple and watch it in the car instead," he told her coldly, a bit offended about what she just said.
"Oh." She shrugged and then walked over to the fruit bowl. She reached out her small hands to grab a round red apple. Her short legs would not allow this. She strained her arm to go longer, going on her tipitoes. Steve watched her in amusement, but then eventually remembered they were late. He grabbed an apple, throwing it at her forehead.
She faltered back a bit as it hit her, catching it afterwards. "Ouch you butt-head!" She shoved him on the way to the door. He chuckled at her annoyance as he walked out behind her, locking the front door.
Willow jogged around her brothers car with her large backpack nearly reaching the ground. "I call shotgun!" she yelled as she opened the car door of the front seat. Her brother raised a brow at her.
