CURSED SUMMER: Short

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''That's bullshit, Dustin.'' Nick exclaimed. The party, except Mike and El were all on top of a hill, trying to contact Dustin's 'girlfriend', Suzie. ''There's no girl hotter than Phoebe Cates and a genius.'' Nick stated. Max propped herself up on her elbows, raising her eyebrows. ''Is that so?'' She questioned teasingly. Nick froze for a moment, and then grinned.


''You are hotter than Phoebe Cates, but you're a dumbass.'' Nick continued grinning. Max just rolled her eyes, but a small smile crept up on her face. They both laid back down, while Lucas and Dustin continued to argue if Suzie was real. Max then grabbed Nick's hand and intertwined their fingers, to which the boy blushed.



"So..." Max started, both of them still gazing up at the stars. "Why'd you call me an elf last year?" She asked, grinning. Nick laughed a bit, and shrugged. "Because.... You're short, first of all." He looked at Max, before he looked back at the stars. "And... I don't know, I always imagined elfs as redheads." He shrugged. 


Max furrowed her eyebrows. "You're weird." She then grinned again. "Whatever you say." Nick replied. "Come on." Max sighed, getting up. She grabbed Nick's hand again, and they started going down the hill. "Where are you going?!" Dustin yelled at them. "Home!" Max and Nick said in unison. 



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The next day, Nick was supposed to go skating with Max.  As Nick was skating to Max's house, he saw chief Hopper's car speeding down the road with 'You Don't Mess Around With Jim' loudly playing, which made Nick remember how he bruised his hand because of Billy last year.


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Nick was now teaching Max how to do a trick on her skateboard. They were in her driveway. Nick jumped, along with his skateboard, grinning at Max who was staring like a deer in headlights. "See? You do it like this." Nick said, repeating the trick. Max tried it like two times, only for her skateboard to slip out from underneath her feet and ride? (Idk WTF) away. 


Nick raised his eyebrows as he saw a foot on Max's skateboard. They both looked up, to see El. "Can we talk?" El asked. Max and Nick looked at each other, before shrugging. 


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"And then he said he missed me, and hung up." El concluded, after rambling about how Mike was being a dick to her. "Piece of shit.." Nick exclaimed, looking at Max. "Mike doesn't have Jack shit to do today." Max exclaimed. "And his nana obviously isn't sick." Max added.  "Exactly." Nick started. "I guarantee you- he's definitely playing Atari with Lucas right now." Nick nodded, diverting his gaze to El.


"But friends don't lie." El argued. Nick was about to say something, but Max cut him off. "Yeah, but boyfriends lie. All. The. Time." Max stated. Nick snapped his head to Max's direction, looking surprised. "I'm right here you know." Nick grumbled. "Except- except Nick, he's cool." Max sighed, looking back at El. Nick smiled.


Max then sat down next to El. "You're going to stop calling him. You're going to ignore his calls. As far as you're concerned, he doesn't even exist." El looked confused. "Doesn't exist?" She asked. The redhead nodded. "He treated you like garbage!" She concluded. "So- now, you've gotta give him a taste of his own medicine." Nick butted in, nodding his head every few words.


"Give him the medicine." El nodded, looking confused. Well- not like Max and Nick could tell anyway — El looked confused pretty much always. "Yep. And if he doesn't fix this? If he doesn't explain himself? Dump his ass." The redhead nodded after speaking. 
























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SO THIS CHAPTER WAS SHORTER, OBVIOUSLY.

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