❛ 𝔦 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔴𝔦𝔪 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯, 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔦𝔱'𝔰 𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔦'𝔡 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔦𝔢. ❜
→ * . & ━━ a girl by the name
of sar, who can walk through dreams, finds
herself drawn to her hometown and into a
bigger m...
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SAR HELD UP ONE END OF THE KIDDIE POOL AS THE OTHER SIDE FELL OVER. "Shit— Dustin!" she exclaimed accusingly. The boy had gotten distracted looking towards the kitchen area. "Hold it up!"
"Yeah, Dustin!" Lucas yelled, struggling with the other side.
Dustin was shaking his head as he pulled the wall back up. "Shit, sorry." The other edge of the pool fell onto the ground. Dustin threw up his hands. "Ah, son of a bitch!"
"Just pick it back up," Sar said. She kept her side up as Dustin walked around to pick up the other side.
"How does this even work?" Lucas huffed. Sar was just shaking her head. After what felt like a half-hour of struggling, the three of them finally managed to set the pool up straight.
"Good enough," Sar said, sighing. She put her hands on her hips as she looked at their work, before placing both hands on the boys' shoulders. Then she nodded. The girl pulled her hands away and took a step back, watching as Jonathan and Hopper emerged from the hall carrying bags of salt on their shoulders.
Jonathan gave her a grin as he chucked the salt bags at her feet. "Enough?" he asked her, and Sar turned to Dustin with raised eyebrows. He nodded at them.
Nancy and Mike secured a large hose to the taps in the showers, spraying it into the kiddie pool. The boys took turns measuring the temperature until it was just right. "Right there!" Lucas yelled to Nancy, raising a hand.
The bags of salt poured into the pool as Sar knelt beside it, the material of her skirt soaking up the water that spilt over the side. She watched as Dustin dropped eggs into the pool, until finally, one floated. "Perfect," Dustin laughed as his friends clasped him over the shoulders. Then they set up the walkie on a chair, and they were ready.
Sar stood up, eyes darting over to the group to her left. "Ready?" she asked them. They nodded to her. The girl made her way across the gymnasium, sneakers slipping in the puddles they'd made along the floor. Eleven was sitting in the locker room across from Joyce. Her head shot up as Sar entered. "El." She reached out a hand to Eleven, who took it after giving Joyce a fleeting glance. "We're ready for you." Eleven nodded and followed her out into the gymnasium.
The rest of the group were sitting around the kiddie pool, watching as Sar and Eleven walked out of the room next to Joyce. Sar helped the young girl into the pool. She leant over the edge as Eleven sat down. "Right, so we'll be here the whole time," Sar told her, clutching onto both of the girl's hands. El nodded to her quickly. "Okay." She reached back to grab the diving mask covered in duct-tape. "Here." She gave it to Eleven. El slowly slipped it over her head and leant back into the water. Sar exchanged a nervous glance with Joyce before she sat back down on her legs. The lights above began to flicker and Sar looked around anxiously. Sar couldn't help but think about the Demogorgon's ability to mess with lights, and Nancy reached out a comforting hand to lay on her arm.
