Excited for this one! I took this from The Kissing Booth movie and kind of twisted it to make my own one shot. The Party are in 'Hawkins High' and are around 16. Also Mike has a brother called Richie in this. A few time skips but I'll let you know.
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"A Kissing Booth." Will said simply, sketching out the Party's poster for their school's fundraiser. He and his friends were currently gathered at a table in the school's library at 4 o'clock, thinking of ideas for the stall they had to do on Saturday after next. Like every year, Hawkins High reserved a huge bit of field so they could host their Autumn Carnival in order to raise money for the school.
"What?" Max asked in disbelief, looking across the table to the small boy. The rest of the Party had equally puzzled looks on their faces, surprised at Will's blunt suggestion.
"A kissing booth. It's a great idea to raise money!" He spoke enthusiastically, a large grin plastered on his face. He sighed, peering at his friends' astonished faces. "We get people, preferably well-known liked people, to kiss the kids in school for money. Well not money for them, for the school." He shrugged, scribbling down names of the most popular girls and boys in their year.
"Nobody is going to agree to that." Lucas scoffed.
"Why not?" Will asked, looking at the short-haired boy. "They get to have all the kisses they want and the others get to kiss the most popular people in the school. It's a win win if you ask me."
"Come on Will, you know how those kids are, they'll only kiss the people they like, or think are hot or something. Everyone else would feel rejected and hurt." His best friend, Mike reasoned.
"Then we'll... blind fold them!" Will suggested, not letting go of his idea.
"That's even worse!"
"No it's not!" Will loudly whispered. Look it'll be great, I promise. Just give me a day to convince enough people and the Principle, then we can make it into a great stall." He said packing away his things.
"But, Will-"
"A day." He studied his friends' reluctant faces before giving them a reassuring smile and walking out the library, leaving them behind in shock.
The next day
"How's the hunt going." Mike Wheeler asked his best friend as they took their needed books out of their lockers. He noticed that Will was holding a sheet, a lot of names scribbled down on it in pencil.
"Good!" The brunet replied, handing Mike the sheet. He skimmed across the page, picking up names like Troy Harrington and Jennifer Hayes. "I've managed to convince 5 girls and 4 boys to do our kissing booth next weekend. It took some time... a bit of lying, but it worked."
"That's impressive." The freckled boy spoke happily. Maybe this isn't such a bad idea.
"I just need one more boy..." Will thought out loud. He looked at Mike. "How about you do it?"
"Me! Oh no, sorry Will but I'll pass." Will's face dropped, a frown replacing his teasing smirk. "But I can ask Richie, if you want. I mean he's quite popular, right? As much as I hate to admit it." Mike added hastily, noticing the look on his best friend's face.
"Ok," the brunet sighed, running a hand through his neat locks. "Yeah... that would be great." He started to walk away from Mike, gripping onto his backpack's strap tightly.
