"you're in pain."
"no, I'm not."
"people like you are always in pain."
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where Victoria Blu lives in the small town of Hawkins, Indiana and takes a interest in the new boy from Cali.
fanon!BILLY HARGROVE (in which he's not as horrible as he is in...
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Vicky leaned close to Billy, this time swerving away from his lips so that she could tell him something personal, something no one else could hear.
Her rose-petal lips brushed lightly over his ear, allowing him to feel the hot breath that caused his goosebumps to stand.
"The room with the black bandana," Vicky had smirked, knowing that he was eventually going to follow her.
As she swayed her hips to the music, she maneuvered her way through the crowd until she was met with a long, dimly-lit corridor.
What filled Vicky's ears was distant music not being able to drown out loud moans that had already been coming from one of the rooms. She considered that one occupied.
The girl strutted happily as she had only been a little tipsy, attempting not to fall in her tangerine-colored boots. The tips of her fingers lightly tapping the drywall that they glided smoothly over, ultimately landing on a different type of material.
Vicky looked up to notice that her fingertips had landed on a white, wooden door that was almost instantly ripped away from her touch as it opened swiftly.
Out walked the former star of the school with distress clear on his face.
"Harrington," she sighed with lack of surprise in her voice.
Steve Harrington, the former king of parties at Hawkins High before he went soft and gave it all up for Nancy Wheeler.
Steve pressed his lips together as he stared down at his former beer pong partner.
"How's it hangin'?" Vicky asked with a partially slurred emphasis on 'how' as she casually placed her palm on the wall and leaned on it.
Steve looked like he was jittery, like he was trying to run away from something. "Now's not the time, Vic." He said brashly before walking around the girl quickly to leave that specific area.
"Nice seein' you, too, Stevie!" She saluted to the boy who wasn't really paying attention to anything but leaving the party.
Vicky straightened her stance a tad and strutted gracefully to search for an empty room, knowing that Billy was probably close behind her.
This wasn't something she did often, yet she did it enough to know exactly what to do with men like Billy. Those kind of men, who think they're better than everyone, probably treats the girls he gets with like shit, and if he has the opportunity to get into a fight, he probably will. She wanted to have him wrapped around her finger.
The girl unknotted the black bandana from around her left thigh and playfully swung it in a circle; the fabric being ever so light that the bandana lagged behind the speed of her hand's motions.
Vicky scanned the hallway for a room that wasn't neither closed nor had an article of clothing on the handle and, to be honest, it was difficult enough to find considering she had to move to the second floor of Tina's home which had a series of empty rooms.
