Stranger Things Cast/Noah Schnapp x Reader

9

I got off the bus and noticed people already started staring at me, which actually bothered me a little. It was great knowing I was going to be on Stranger Things, but I wish that they would cut it with the staring at least a little. Like usual, I walked into the school, which was for grades four to eight, don't ask me why. I got my books and headed to class, finding out that Layla was sick today from the teacher.

1 message from: Schnippidy Schnapp

Noah: how's school so far? ;)

(y/n): horrible. Layla isnt here, people are annoying and im sleeping before class even started.

Noah: :'(. Hopefully lunch is better.

(y/n): wait, how would it be better?

Noah: ;)

(Y/n): noah?

Noah:.... *turns off phone and walks away*

(y/n): NOAH!!!!!!!!!!!!

I didn't even realise I was smiling at my phone until Kayla pointed it out.

"Look at the little dork, smiling at her phone." Kayla chuckled, her group of 'friends' laughing with her.

I rolled my eyes and took out my doodle book, trying to ignore her, but to no avail.

"I should have gotten that role. You don't deserve it."

"No, I don't, but who cares? I still got the role, and if I didn't deserve it, what does that make you think about yourself?"

The people around me laughed a bit as she stormed off to her seat. I smirked to myself and looked back down at my book, continuing my fanart which, yes, I still do.

Time took forever to pass, but eventually lunch rolled around and for some reason I was nervous. Noah said that lunch could make the day better but maybe he just meant the fact that I could eat something would make it better. I shrugged it off and put my books in my locker, grabbing my water bottle and leaving my lunch because I wasn't very hungry. I sat down on a bench outside, deciding to get fresh air, and opened my phone to find a text from Layla.

Lays Chips: sry im not at school. My little sister got me sick.

(Y/n): s' ok.

Lays Chips: hows the fame life treatin ya today?

(Y/n): same as usual. But i dont care about the fame, i care about the fact that i get to do something that i love.

Lays Chips: well sry... has anyone found ur st fanpage yet?

(Y/n): ...

Lays Chips: THEY DID?!?? WHO!?!

(Y/n): noah... and posted a few pics onto the st group chat....

Lays Chips: OMFG I JUST DIED LAUGHING!!! I SHIP IT!! (Y/S/N)!!!

(y/n): Ha ha ha.

Lays Chips: Y u so salty? Anyways, i have some new friends i want u to meet some time. they're actually in the popular group! they say that they love stranger things too! maybe u could meet them sometime?

(Y/n): yea... i gtg, bells gonna rings soon.

Lays Chips: k bye.

I didn't respond. Something about our conversation made me feel weird, almost sad. I felt, for some odd reason, as if she was only my friend now because of fame. I told myself it was just paranoia and that she wouldn't do that because we were friends since we were little.

I stood up and walked back inside, heading to my locker to grab my books. I was just closing my locker when I came up with the idea that Noah was just saying that lunch could make me feel better, when I heard a familiar voice speaking to the office lady. I turned around and my stomach dropped when I saw Noah standing at the office counter.

He turned his head and his face lit up with a smile when he saw me. He turned back to the office lady, said something, then came up to me.

"Hey."