FOAH/ BYLER/ WICHIE ONESHOTS

Reunited part one

Will

I desperately craved my boyfriend as I boarded the plane. The air pilot announced that we'd be leaving soon. I haven't seen Richie in a long time. I'm talking 3 months. I put my bag in the overhead compartment, and left out my phone, laptop, my headphones and my notebook along with some supplies.

The reason why I haven't seen Richie in awhile was because for the summer before heading off to college we went to our home cities. I'm in Hawkins and he's in Derry. But now we're heading out all the way to New York City. He's already there, but I'm not. I don't know who I'm sharing a dorm with but I strongly hope it's him.

I sound so clingy, I need help. I put my headphones on and listen to music until I fell asleep. I woke up when one of the workers asked me if I wanted anything to eat. My eyes slowly opened when she shook me. Then I recognized who it was. I took my headphones off and smiled widely at her. "Oh my God Nancy, what are you doing here?" I asked.

She looked down at her uniform, "Working." She responded. I hugged her, it's been awhile. "Wow, I would've never thought, you, Nancy Wheeler, of all people would be working on an airplane." I said.

She brought her hand up to her chest and made a ridiculous fake offended face. "Ouch." She said. I rolled my eyes. "Anyways, where you off to?" She asked. I looked at her with a "duh" face. "Uhh this is the plane for New York, right?" I asked her sarcastically.

Now it was her turn to roll her eyes. "You know that's not what I meant." She said and playfully punched my shoulder. I laughed, "College."

She raised her eyebrows. "The same one as John?" She asked. I nodded. "Well, when you get there tell him I said I miss him and that he better visit soon." She demanded. I giggled and nodded. "You guys call all the time. My mom gets annoyed on how much money you guys spend on phone calls."

"I know, and before I forget to ask, how's Mike doing? And the party?" She asked. "Good. Everyone's good. Mike and Eleven are going to some college in DC." I told her. She nodded as if it didn't surprise her. "Well, enjoy your flight. I'll tell one of the other workers your hungry."

She walked away. I can't believe she works on an airplane. Not in a bad way just I'm surprised. I always thought she'd rather work somewhere else. Like after Barb died I'm pretty sure she was dedicated in becoming a detective.

I sigh as I wait for the food. When it finally comes I eat then quickly fall asleep again.

This time I woke up to the plane announcing it's landing. How long did I sleep? I rub my eyes tiredly and a yawn escaped my mouth. The plane landed and I got up to get my bag out of the overhead compartment. My stomach bubbled in excitement to see Richie.

I got off the plane and got my stuff and left the airport and got into a Uber I called when I got off the plane. I ran my fingers through my hair and the driver asked, "Where to?"

"NYU." I told him and handed him the money. He smiled and pulled out. I watched out of the window in disbelief at all the buildings and pedestrians.

I expected New York City to be big but this was bigger than it seemed on TV and pictures. The air smelt like fast food and rain. And somewhere in the distance the sound of a bus I could hear perfectly.

When the driver pulled up in front of the school my heart started beating fast in my chest as my palms grew sweaty. It was so big. The front yard was crowded with student saying their goodbyes to their parents. Some were crying others just ran to the building with a simple wave. And then there was the ones who drove here themselves that got out of their car and hauled their stuff to the building.