It was a normal day at Hawkins, as normal as it possibly can be. Everything was slightly stranger after Will Byers' incident, and after that new, quiet girl with the odd name registered.
You attempted to befriend anyone who was close to Will or Eleven, the new girl, just to find out what had really happened. You just wanted to soothe the itching curiousity you obtained.
It finally worked, after you stood up for Dustin Henderson, against his no-good bully.
You two became- close. Dustin was much more atched to you than you were to him. It was slightly alaraming at times, if you were honest.
Everyday, Dustin would be attached to you by the hip. He would constantly talk to you, follow you around, even stare at you.
But, even though the friendship wasn't going completely by plan, it was okay. After all, you did want his complete trust.
"Dustin-" You began to get his attention, but before you finished saying his name, he looked up to you.
"What happened last year?" You said calmly and slowly, cautious for his answer.
"Crazy long story." He laughed and began the 'discussion', "Will was kidnapped by a Dem-" He must have realized that you had no idea what that was, "-a monster- But we got him back, obviously!- With the help of Eleven. She's the quiet girl with the short hair? She has some kind of super powers too--" He rapidly said this, leaving you insanely confused.
"Woah, are you serious?" You asked, skepitical, "That all sounds- kinda far-fetched..."
"Yes, Y/N!"
You smiled lightly, and looked to Eleven, who happened to be in the corner of the classroom. Your eyes lit up, a metophorical light bulb above your head.
You grabbed onto Dustin's arm, "You're still friends with her, right?" He nodded.
You stood up, and walked over to Eleven. You plopped down in the seat beside her. Dustin followed your actions, and sat in front of her, his body twisted around to see Eleven.
"Hey, El." Dustin waved, and Eleven flashed a cute, little smile.
"Dustin." She murmured, through her smile. She looked over to you, her joyful expression shifting into a dismal, neutral one.
Her hand lifted up and pointed at you, "Mouthbreather?" A simple, one-worded question, for Dustin.
"No... Y/N" He stressed your name as if it were an introduction, "...is a friend."
She shoot you that same adorable smile as before. She was clearly happy to have one more person to spend time with.
"Y/N." Eleven said blankly, then whispered, "Pretty."
Your expression lightened up more than it has in a while, "Aww, El. You're even prettier."
A/N: Lots of backstory, not enough Eleven. Eh, hope you enjoyed!!! XD
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