❛ 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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THE WIND BLEW THROUGH SARA'S HAIR AS SHE JUMPED THE CURB ON HER BIKE, RACING DOWN THE STREET. The bike was yellow, fittingly. Katie had gone in early for sport and James had taken her in, so Sar decided she would ride today. James had taken her car like usual and would drop it off at the school before work. It was their usual Tuesday routine. Hopper tended to be busy with Eleven late at night, which was perfectly fine, but it meant he couldn't do the running around. And James was shit at saving which meant he had to borrow one of their two cars.
She sped down the hill, feet idle on the pedals. "Hey, kids!" she exclaimed as she slid onto the street next to them. Her blonde hair was flying in the wind, backpack bouncing over her back and jacket flapping in the wind. The three boys looked up at her sudden appearance.
"Hi, Moonmaiden," Dustin said with a toothy grin. Mike pedalled alongside him, huffing. They met on this road whenever Sar rode, if she was on time. Sara just grinned at Dustin's nickname as the four of them drifted down the hill towards the school. The three boys began bickering over something as usual, while Sara just laughed at them.
When they passed the school complex, Sara turned to them. "This is my turn," she teased. The kids waved a goodbye as she made a sharp turn onto the High School road, tires bumping over the uneven drive. Cars drove slowly through the carpark as she trailed alongside them. She leapt off it as she reached the pathway, walking it to the bike racks that were stationed outside the front of the building. She put the lock on her bike so it wouldn't be stolen, and grabbed her books for the next lessons.
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SARA WAS APPROACHING HER LOCKER AS SHE SAW A LIGHT CROWD IN THE HALLWAY. Her first four lessons of the day had gone painfully slow, courtesy of being in Tommy H's Biology class and her ending up pulling his chair out from underneath him after being flicked in the head just one-too-many times—she had to admit she was proud of that. She'd scored a detention for Friday evening, which was irritating in itself. Growing pains shot up her arms, and an aching had set in behind her eyes for seemingly no reason—her chest felt like it was compressing slowly again, like under a heavy metal weight which increased when she breathed—a usually unsual, but now normal occurrence which plagued her nearly every day, since the night of the demogorgon.
Now her day just got more annoying as she passed the eyes of all the 'it' girls, hanging around the lockers to chat. She had to push past Vicky and Tina to even get close, the two who were gawking mindlessly at something. She rolled her eyes at them, side-stepping Carol who shot her a short glare. The small collection of girls seemed to be pretending to converse with each other, but Sar could tell they were secretly eyeing something.
She paused as she saw a boy leaning up against her locker, books clutched in hand as he seemed to take a break. There was a packet of cigarettes peeking from his front pocket and thin-rimmed sunglasses hanging off his barely buttoned shirt. She just blinked at him for a second and walked towards her locker. The boy turned as she approached. He had dark eyebrows, a blond mullet, and a smirk on his face. The girl stopped short in front of him, books in hand and an unimpressed look on her face. "Hey?" she said to the boy. Her eyebrows were raised.
