POV: Margot
Sometimes I have the need to be the unproductive person ever. There will be times where I decide to paint, sleep, eat, or just stare at the ceiling for hours instead of doing my homework, getting better grades, finding a good boyfriend.
It's my senior year at Hawkins High. I haven't had a boyfriend since 6th grade. Well technically we didn't really date but we both liked each other back. Mike wheeler was my first "boyfriend".
He never really confirmed or not we were dating since will went missing the day after I found out he liked me back. And then eleven came along and he completely forgot about me. At first it bugged me a lot. It bugged me so much all I did was lie on my bed and stare at my ceiling for hours until I started seeing things from another world I should have never seen and I get scared and sit up. That's how I formed my habit of staring at the ceiling and thinking. That's where I get most of my thoughts. Another way I jot down notes are in my school notebook. Usually at school since when I'm at home I want nothing I do at home have to do with school. And I don't think any kid would disagree with me.
Hawkins high 1995, 8:30 am.
My feet made the annoying squeaky noise it made whenever I walked into school on a rainy day. I got to my locker I was assigned over the summer and put in my locker combo that I found on the sheet of paper given to me from the office.
I shoved all of my belongings into my locker including my umbrella but pulled my notebook and binder and pencil case out for my classes.
Max strolled into the school and immediately stopped at my locker and came over to see me.
"Hey! Haven't seen you all summer!?" Max said cheerfully.
I smiled and nodded.
"Yeah, I've been super busy."
Yeah, busy staring at a ceiling for hours and ignoring my friends on the stupid walkie talkies.
"Busy with what? You never responded to us on the walkie talkies?"
"Oh uh family stuff."
Max made an "o" face and nodded.
"Well I gotta get to my locker if I can find it and catch us with the rest of the party. See ya!" She hollered, skating down the hallway. A teacher immediately ran up to her and yelled at her. On the first day. Yikes.
You sat in the small desk probably too big for you by now and tapped your pencil on the desk as you took notes for science.
Your mind drifted else wear and you stared out the window.
Ceiling. Ceiling. Demonceiling.
Mike threw a paper ball at your head to snap you out of your thoughts.
You wipped your head over at him and he snickers.
You throw the ball back at his forehead in annoyance and continue to take notes.
Lunch was fine. You got your lunch and sat and were able to catch up with everyone with what they did over the summer. Suprisingly since the outcomes of the recent summers this one was normal and pretty fun for the others.
Since yours wasn't so "fun" you made up stories as you go and every once in a while someone would ask you a question and you would answer with something about family being in town or family over in the summer.
You slammed open your locker after finally getting it open and you shoved your backpack out of your locker onto the floor as you stuffed papers and notebooks into the bag.
While you zipped up your bag and slung it over your shoulder you felt a tap on your backpack strap.
Katie nylon handed you a party invite. You read through the invite. "Back to school party, 6:00 pm, Friday, etc"
You looked up at her and smiled weakly as she strutted away to another locker.
"Hm" you thought.
You grabbed your backpack and shut your locker.
You walked over to mike and handed him the slip of paper.
Ever since the byers family (including eleven) left Hawkins there's been a tension between you and mike. The tension has never been there before. Only since mike told you he liked you back in 6th grade. That tension was back and worse and you couldn't tell why it was there and if it was here to stay.
Mike glanced at it and handed it back to you.
"I got one too. You really think we should go?" Mike said as he continued to pack his stuff up.
"Well yeah why not, the whole party can stick together and we'll have fun." You reply.
He nods in thought.
You throw your backpack onto your bed like usual and close the door behind you.
My family wasn't rich but we had a decent amount of money like the rest of the party. The main reason I have money is because of my dad working 24/7. But my mom even though she's pretty weird and seems like she does nothing, actually makes quite a bit of money with her paintings. She makes a bit more than my dad but he doesn't believe it since he claims he works twice as hard. I never really knew who worked harder and I never really cared.
I went downstairs and grabbed an orange and peeeled it's shell off. I always called it a shell because I didn't really know what else to call it so.
I ate the orange while I strolled over to the couch and turn on the tv and scroll through the channels.
While I was scrolling through the channels I found a russian news channel. Pretty odd for it to be airing in Hawkins?
I flipped the channel with no other thought and just left Tom and jerry on. My dad's favorite.
As soon as the theme song came on my dad walked into the room and sat next to me. Today was his only day off. So he usually made the most of it since he really had nothing else to do and just made food for the family since he cooks better than my mom or just watch cartoons with my mom. Even though I can tell there isn't really a relationship but more with a friendship between my dad and mom now, I know my dad will always still have love for me and even a little for my mom no matter what and that's what keeps me going.
I handed a orange peice to my dad and he took it. We never said anything that day and just watched the show in silence. That's just how we do things ig. My mom likes to babble while my dad will just sit and listen. I am a mix of both. My dad sometimes is too.
(A/N: sorry I had no idea how to end this 😳 ENJOY!!)
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