Not Just Another Number

Where's Will?!?

Sarah's POV

"Where the hell are they?" Mom asks, looking for her keys. "Check the couch!" Jonathan suggests, helping me make breakfast. Today, Jonathan and I wanted to make breakfast for everyone, and almost everyone was awake. We are just waiting on Will.

"Okay, kids, I will see you tonight." Mom says, keys in hand."Oh, where's Will?" She asks before she leaves.

"Oh I didn't wake him up yet, he's probably still asleep. Let me go get him." I say, letting Jonathan take over the cooking. Mom thanks me as I walk to Will's room.

"Will, come on, it's time to get up." I say as I open his door. To my suprise, he's not in there. "Will?" I ask, in case he was just hiding. I get no response. "He's not in his room." I say as I walk back into the living room.

"He came home last night, right?" Mom asks. "I don't know." Jonathan and I say. "I was working." Jonathan says. "And I had that double shift I told you about."

"We talked about this, you both can't take shifts when I'm working." Mom argues. Jonathan apologizes as I try to find a logical reason as to why Will's not here. "He was at the Wheeler's all day, maybe he spent the night."

Mom walks over to the phone and call Mrs.Wheeler. Will would have told me if he was gonna spend the night. What's going on? "Um, I think he just left early for school. Thank you so much. Bye." Mom hangs up the phone. From her look, we can tell that Will's not there. This is weird, Will never leaves without telling someone first. "I, um, have to get to school, I'll look for him after school." I say breaking the silence. I hug my mom, trying to make her feel better. As I let go, I see how scared she is. William Byers, you have a lot of explaining to do when we find you.

Jonathan and I drive to school, the drive is silent. We're both wondering where Will could be. Maybe he is at school, and just forgot to tell us. At least, that's what I hope. We park the car as soon as we get there and go our seperate ways.

"Hey, Byers." I hear a familiar voice say. "What do you need, Steve?" I ask, already expecting that he needs a favor done. "Oh how you wound me so. Why do you automatically assume that I need something?" He asks, holding his hand on his heart, pretending to be hurt. I laugh as I roll my eyes. "Fine. So you don't want me to do something?" I ask, still suspicious. "No, I was just coming over here to ask why you look so down. You okay?" He asks.

Was I that obvious? "I'm fine, Steve. Just woke up on the wrong side of the bed." I say, trying to make it seem as if I am okay. Steve gives me a suspicious look, but brushes it off. "Sarah, you know you can tell me anything, right?" He says, putting his hand on my shoulder. I chuckle and brush his hand off. "Dude, I don't need you getting all soft on me. What happened to 'King Steve'?" I tease. He laughs in response and ruffles my hair.

"Hey, I got to go. I'll see you in class." He says. I nod and wave goodbye, feeling a slight pain in my chest. I shouldn't feel like this though, I should be used to this. Ever since him and Nancy started dating, I was pushed into the background. Steve and I have been drifting apart recently. We used to hang out everyday, but now, he spends all his time with Nancy. I don't blame him though, they are dating afterall, but sometimes I wish that we could hang out more often.

I make it to my class, one of the many that I have with Steve, and sit in my normal seat. Not suprisingly, Steve isn't here yet. Come on Steve, you can't miss chemistry again. After a few minutes, Steve saunters into class. He makes his way to the seat next to me, ignoring my glare, and sits down.

"Why are you late?" I whisper-shout.

"I was just hanging out with my girlfriend, nothing bad." He says, looking away.