Back to Hawkins || ➵ Byler

Chapter 3 ➳ UnPacking

General POV:

Will and Jane both finished looking at their rooms and thinking where they would put what.

Their rooms were right across from one another so they were easily able to help moves things if they needed any.

 Will was excited about decorating his room, that's for sure. His room was also way bigger so he was able to have more space for all of his art. 

He was also thinking of having an art wall.

A wall that he uses to put up his favorite drawings on.

For example, his Will the Wise painting. 

He could tape it up on his wall with the rest of his drawings. 

Maybe he could show jane how to draw as well. 

It would be a great bonding experience, that's for sure. 

Will slowly walked to the moving truck and grabbed a box of his belongings. 

"Finally somthing exciting to do." He silently cheers to himself. 

He sprints to his room, almost tripping over a few times but steady's himself up. 

"That was embarrassing." He looks around the corner from his bedroom to see if anyoone just witnessed what went down.

"What kind of dance move was that?" Jane giggles. "Looked very majestic."

Will rolls his eyes. Why did Mike have to explain humor and jokes to her? It's gonna be the death of WIll. She's going to probably end up making fun of him all the time if she was able to come up with that joke. 

"I know. It's called the, 'Can't feel my legs after being in the car for 11 hours straight' dance." He laughs back to the expression on her face. 

"Really?" She raises an eyebrow and juts out her right hip. 

"No, Jane. Im kidding." Will laughs.

"Oh." 

Will looked at her and saw her cheeks turning a rose color. She was embarrassed. 

"Haha, it's fine. No need to be embarrassed. You didn't really know." 

She smiled and went back to her room. 

Being her brother may be a lot easier and sort of fun, he thought. 

He set the box on top of his bed. It was his clothes box so he went out to go get the rest. 

The next one he got was his comic books and action figures.

Then he got his last box. It was his art supplies. He was super excited to start drawing his new idea on paper. 

He was thinking of drawing a picture of his cul-de-sac with all of the houses in the front. 

He remembered to pack his big box of crayons so he would be able to draw on the way but he didnt really feel like it so he decided otherwise. 

Will didn't really have much to do since he didn't want to color until he built his desk back up so he decided to hang up his clothes in his closet. 

Already, he could feel like he is going to love his new room. 

Will turned his head when he heard loud shuffling coming from El's room. 

"El- I mean, Jane? You okay?" He shouts. 

"No! I lost it, Will. I lost it! I'm such a terrible person. I can't believe I would misplace something that important." Jane starts to tear up.

"Hey, hey, hey. Whatever you lost, I guarantee you that we will find it together okay? What did you lose anyways?" Will asks.