teenage nightmare [ stranger things ] discontinued.

chapter eight.

TEENAGE NIGHTMARE
CHAPTER EIGHT — PART ONE.
THE CONNECTION.

Franny made a mental note to never drive with Steve Harrington when he's in a hurry ever again. The boy sped along the roads at a lightning speed, making the girl nearly vomit out the window at his reckless driving, but, it was effective enough to get them to the school within ten minutes, she she couldn't complain much.

When they had arrived, Franny hurriedly got out of the car and slammed the door shut, not entirely sure where to go or where to even begin looking for the group of boys, but she figured searching around the front of the school was a good start. Steve jogged to catch up to her, insisting that she wrap her hand up with something before it gets infected, to which she dutifully ignored. She heard him huff and mutter something about how a debate club nerd was so fast.

" You got long legs, Harrington, use 'em! " She reminded him as she trekked along the sidewalk leading to the school; the only place she could imagine they'd be outside was either in the back, where the recess playground was, or at the football field that sat as a center ground between the high school and the middle school.

As she got closer to the building itself, she squinted her eyes at the football field, trying to see if she had actually seen a small black blob or if her eyes were just seeing things. Without taking her stare off of the blob, her legs began to quicken and, soon enough, she was running towards the football field. The blob became clearer, more detailed, and she realized that it was a figure, a person standing in the middle of the field.

" Will. . . " She whispered, recognition hitting her like a ton of bricks when she saw the short, brown haired boy standing idly, not seeming to be doing anything in particular; for some reason, it was unsettling. It made her stomach lurch, and she knew that something wasn't right, so she tried to move her legs faster, practically sprinting down to the field as she shouted, " Will! Will! "

Then, when she was just yards away from the boy, she slowed. She kept calling his name, but he wasn't answering her, and she felt dread threaten to stop all of her words as she swallowed thickly. She finally was in arm's reach of him, and she stretched her hand out towards his shoulders, fingertips inches away from him when something suddenly leaped from Will's body, landing right on her hand.

" Fucking hell, what the shit— " She screamed in surprise, flinging whatever the small, purple creature was off of her hand, hearing it screech quietly before it was racing off; it disappeared from her sight, and she briefly looked down at her injured hand to see leftover slime from the animal seeping into the open wound, soaking into her bloodstream before disappearing completely. She furrowed her eyebrows at it, but she reminded herself that there was a more important matter at hand.