Jessica Hernandez.
Best friends with Mike Wheeler, Will Byers, Lucas Sinclair and Dustin Henderson.
A real pottymouth.
Known as the Scholar of the group.
Or 'Bookworm' to Troy and his 'minions'.
She doesn't like to admit it but, she has a die-hard c...
Jess was with Dustin as Mike was with El in the bathroom, helping her wash up.
"You scared me half to death back there," Dustin says, looking at her.
She smiles at him, shrugging.
"Well, I couldn't let them cut you, Dustin, that was the only solution at the time. Thank god for El to show up at the right time," she says, chuckling.
She looked at him, their eyes meeting.
"I won't let anything hurt you, Dustin, I swear it," she whispered.
"Then, promise me you won't do anything stupid in the process," he says, causing her to chuckle.
"I can't promise that," she states.
"Then, at least TRY to not to do anything stupid in the-"
She cuts him off by leaning in and kissing him on the lips for a brief second, causing him to freeze as she pulled back.
She searched his eyes to see if what she did would assure her that she didn't screw up their relationship as best friends.
She saw confusion, shock and disbelief swimming in his blue eyes.
That did not reassure her at all.
"Uh...um..." he stammers, Jess looking down, a red tint coming across her cheeks as he turned bright red.
"GUYS!"
They both flinched, looking at the Supercomm on the table.
It was Lucas, shouting nonsense as the signal was out of range.
Of course, interrupting an awkward moment.
"I-I'll get Mike and El." Jess stammers, rushing to the bathroom, swinging the door open.
"Guys!"
They both jump back from each other, faces red.
Jess cursed in her head for interrupting them from kissing but, now it wasn't important!
"It's Lucas, we think he's in trouble."
They both followed her to the Supercomm, Dustin looking up.
"Do you remember how he said he was looking for the gate?" he asks, looking at Mike.
"Yeah."
"What if he found it?"
Mike looked at Dustin before grabbing the Supercomm, nearing it to his ear.
Lucas was shouting, but nothing was coming out clear.
"What's he saying?"
"I don't know, he's way out of range."
Mike raised it to his ear again.
".....son of a bitch!"
"Lucas, if you can hear us, slow down. We can't understand you."
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