Basic Instinct [stranger things]

88. Assembly

CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT
ASSEMBLY

Kimmy couldn't lie and say that she didn't have a negative opinion of Aaron's parents, because she did.

Her mind was made up, she didn't like them.

And it wasn't because of their obvious distaste for her that neither the two of them did a good job of hiding.

The fact that her boyfriend's parents obviously didn't like her at all was not a good feeling, it stressed her out beyond belief.

Clearly, as long as the two were dating then the adults would have a problem with her, although she assumed they'd have a problem with her even if they broke up anyway. So either way she wasn't going to be viewed very positively in their eyes.

It wasn't like she would break up with Aaron anyway, even if it would make the two adults happy.

If Aaron's parents didn't like her then that was something she would just have to deal with.

It was something she could deal with. She didn't really care if they didn't like her because she didn't like them either.

Not because of their distaste for her, but because of their quite evident distaste for Aaron.

Kimmy knew that Steve was the favourite child, that much was so obvious she would have had to have been blind not to notice. But it didn't excuse the extreme difference in how the two brothers were treated.

Kimmy didn't need Aaron parents to like her, in fact if they were anything like what she had seen, she didn't want them to like her.

The morning after Aaron's parents had left, Kimmy and Aaron had stopped on their way to school so the girl could try some sort of slushy that Max had been raving to her about.

While Kimmy was in the store, Aaron decided to wait outside, waiting not so patiently as he sat on a bench across the street as he worried about how much time the small detour would take. As if him not going into the store would somehow mean they'd get to school any faster.

There was a man sat at the opposite side of the bench from the blond, however Aaron hardly even noticed his presence, the boy constantly switching his attention between his watch as well as the store Kimmy was in.

After some time, the blond grew tired of waiting for the girl, who had most likely only been in the store for a few minutes, however with how stressed Aaron had made himself, it felt much longer.

Aaron sat up slightly and took off his backpack, dropping it to the floor so he could sit back comfortably.

The second the bag hit the floor, the boy felt his shoes get wet. Scrunching his eyes closed in defeat, he let out a breath and looked down only to confirm the suspicion in which he'd hoped he'd been mistaken.

There was a puddle. His shoe was now soaked and so was the straps as well as the bottom of his bag. It was only a small puddle of water, so small that Aaron hadn't even noticed it when he sat down, but he seemed to have dropped the bag on such an angle that the water had splashed up.

"Oh, my fucking god." The boy groaned in frustration, crossing his arms over his chest as he leaned back. The day had hardly started and he already wanted it to be over.

"No need to curse." Came the croaky, disapproving voice of the older man also sat on the bench.

Aaron raised his brows in surprise and turned to look to the man with a taken aback expression. "What?"