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O-o-h Child - The Five Stairsteps

T H E  F L E A  A N D  T H E  A C R O B A T  P T

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T H E  F L E A  A N D  T H E  A C R O B A T  P T .  1

Danny and I entered our house after we got home from band practice. We had stayed a little later to practice our vocals due to trouble harmonizing and hitting the right notes.

"Mom! Dad! We're home!" Danny yelled out, closing the door behind us. I dropped my backpack onto the floor and jumped onto the couch. I closed my eyes, sighing. Today has worn me out.

"Okay!" Dad screamed back.

"Danny! Dawn!" Dustin called for us. Blinking my eyes open, I saw Dustin waving us over. "Come on! Top secret meeting. Let's go!"

"Geesh, we're coming." I grumbled, pushing myself off of the couch. Danny and I followed Dustin into his room. Dusty quickly closed his door looked at us with a huge grin.

"What's got you so happy?" Danny asked.

"Will's alive." Dustin beamed.

"What? How?" Danny questioned.

"Are they cancelling the funeral?"

"No, they're not. They don't know. Eleven helped us. She has this power, kind of like Professor X when he uses Cerebro. She can use the radios to like channel things around her. She managed to pick up Will's channel and we-we heard him talking to his mom." Dustin rushed out.

"So...then, where is Will?"

"The Upside Down." Dustin responded.

"The Upside Down?" I repeated.

"Yes, think of it like the Vale of Shadows. We're here in our Hawkins while Will is in the-"

"Vale of Shadows version of Hawkins." Danny finished.

"Yeah, exactly." Dustin nodded.

"So what does that mean?"

"We're still going to the funeral. We're all going to act sad and then we're going to find a way to get Will back."

I smoothed out my black dress, studying myself in my mirror. Grabbing my silver necklace, I clasped it around my neck. As I was putting on my earring, I heard Dustin cursing in frustration.

"Dammit! Shit! Why can't I do this shit?!"

"Dustin, what did I say about cursing?" I scolded, grabbing my red lipstick.

"It's this stupid tie!" Dustin replied back.

"I'll help you, Dustin. C'mon." I saw Danny walk into Dustin's room through my mirror.

"We leave in five minutes!" Mom called out. I carefully applied my lipstick trying not to smudge it.

"Well shit!"

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