𝒜𝓊𝒹𝓇𝑒𝓎 𝒥𝑒𝓃𝓈𝑒𝓃 ~ Be Afraid

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        "She asked you to the carnival?" Zoë squealed twirling around your room like an excited five year old. "Yeah" you replied from the comfort of your bed she plopped down on your bed a huge grin still on her face "and you said yes?" You nodded your head and Zoë plopped down on the bed next to you "you're still giving a speech right?" She questioned raising an eyebrow at you, you nodded once again and Zoë smiled

"Noah wanted me to come over but I told him I was hanging out with you" Zoë looked down at her hands "go" you simply said she looked up at you "I gotta go to the school anyway Dustin got in trouble which isn't a surprise" you sat up and gave Zoë a reassuring smile "thank you" she gave you a kiss on the cheek before grabbing her jacket and rushing out of your room

You sat down in the chair in front of the principals next as he sat behind it. Your mom couldn't come in since she had to go to a conference for her new designs so instead you decided to make an appearance "Y/n Byers" his words snapped you out of your thoughts "A plus student, your brother not so much, he started good now all he gets is F's"

"As in failed?" It was a dumb question to ask but you did anyway "As in fucked" he replied in an instant. The principal had taken a liking to you but Dustin not so much, Dustin was the trouble kid constantly getting in trouble didn't always have the best grades. Unlike you who tried to stay out of trouble and always kept good grades

"Is there anyone that can tutor him? He needs a tutor" you protested the principal scoffed "what Dustin needs is medication, a near death experience, or a lobotomy" you bit you lip and sunk down in the chair "now I don't know if you know this but Dustin and his new friend Cole found a dead body by the river Dustin took off, Cole ratted him out ever since then Dustins grades have dropped and he even sold a gun to a student"

You really didn't know what to say you knew Dustin was trouble but the most he did at his old school was spray paint his name on the lockers. Maybe that was why Dustin had been acting like such an ass lately "I didn't know any of that" was all you could say he nodded and told you that you could leave.

"Dustin!" You shouted as you walked into the house the dogs rushing to the door begging to be petted. The music flowing through the house met your ears and anger took over your body, you didn't care that he listened to music but you had told him before that he didn't need it this loud "music off!"

Dustin rushed out of the kitchen with a water bottle in hand standing a few feet away from you  "what are you doing? I was listening to that?!" He yelled "its too loud! What is your problem?"

Dustin rolled his eyes "if you need to talk-" "I don't need to talk just stop stressing me!" Dustin grabbed his jacket and ran out the front door slamming it behind him you let out a sigh and let your back hit the wall. You slid down it running a hand through your hair "second person to talk out"