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Hᴀᴡᴋɪɴs, Iɴᴅɪᴀɴᴀ. 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟑
— "MOM, YES!WEWON'T come home late." i whined, "and if we do, i'll warn you. i promise." i tried to reassure her. the woman who gave birth to us sighed, and kissed both of our - lucas and i -foreheads, our dad did the same. we hopped off the car and walked to the wheeler's house.
anddd, yes, it was always me who had to talk for the both of us to save ourselves. because mr. Sinclair, won't do it. for obvious stupid reasons.. this time it was just to convince our mom to be at mike's after the funerals.
coming to the basement, Mike was explaining the bold girl everything mr.Clarke told us an hour ago. "it would take a lot of energy to build a gate like this. that's gotta be what happens. otherwise, how'd will get there, right ?" she didn't seem to follow the river of words that came out of mike's mouth, making me chuckle.
"right." eleven stammered.
"what we wanna know is, do you know where the gate is ?" lucas asked the girl who negatively shook her head. "then how do you know about the upside down ?!" lucas exclaimed.
"maybe because of her powers, she somehow managed to know about it.. or maybe she's from there." i shrugged and my eyes fell on dustin who was pacing around the other side of the piece, a compass in the hand. "dustin, it's been five good minutes since you've been pacing like that. are you okay ?" i watched him, he ignored me.
great.
i huffed, and eleven followed where my eyes were looking at, same for mike and lucas. "dustin, what are you doing ?" mike tried to get our friend's attention. no answers. "dustin ?" mike called the boy again. still nothing, "dustin !" he exclaimed. again we were ignored by the pacing boy. "dustin !" we all yelled together. and he finally looked at us.
"finally !" i rolled my eyes.
"i.. i need to see your compasses." he said. "what ?" i raised a brow in confusion. "your compasses. all of your compasses, right now !" dustin repeated.
we eventually gave him all the compasses we had, still confused. "what's exciting about this ?" mike asked. "well, they're all facing north, right ?" dustin smirked. okay, he's going to advance some smart shit. im listening to my twin in theory. "yeah, so ?" my twin confusedly asked.
