Rosalyn, Steve, and Dustin were hiding behind the fake plates in the food court. They were looking for anyone that could be a Russian spy. They were sharing one pair of binoculars and right now Steve had it. "You see anything?" Dustin looks up at Steve from his crouching position next to him.
"I guess I don't totally know what I'm looking for." Steve continued to look around with the binoculars.
"Evil Russians," Dustin scoffs. He didn't understand what was so hard for Steve to understand.
"Yeah, I don't know what an evil Russian looks like." He shrugs.
"Tall, blond, not smiling," Lyn thought of every Russian spy she saw in the movies.
"Also, look for an earpiece, camo, duffel bag, that sort of thing," Dustin adds on.
"Right okay, duffel bag. Oh, you've got to be kidding me." Steve groans.
"What?" Dustin turns sharply to Steve.
"Anna Jacobi's talking with that meathead Mark Lewinsky." He huffs.
"What she turns you down and goes for him." Lyn grabs the binoculars from him to see for herself.
"I think the flirting game has to stop because it makes a weird dynamic in your relationship." Dustin scrunches up his face in disgust, but he was ignored by the two older teens.
"Right, I mean whatever happened to standards? I mean, Lewinsky never even came off the bench." He whines.
"You two are the worst spy in history?" Dustin tried to reach over to take the binoculars from his sister, but she slaps his hand.
"Oh, look at that guy." Lyn licks her lips.
"Which guy?" Dustin looks around for blonde men.
"The redhead standing in Waldenbooks, he's the one with the blue and green shirt. He's cute. Oh my god, he just picks up a teach yourself to play guitar book. He's perfect. I'm going in." Lyn went to stand up when she got pull down by both her bother and boyfriend.
"If you're not going to focus, just give me the binoculars." Dustin yanks the binoculars from her.
"I don't know if you're aware, but I'm your boyfriend!" Steve yells the last part in her face, drawing a few people's attention.
"Shut up." Dustin hiss at him.
"He's not for me, you idiot. He's perfect for Robin." Lyn rolls her eyes at his jealous.
"You don't even know the guy and you would do something so horrible to him as setting him up with Robin." Steve shook his head in disappointment.
"Robin isn't horrible. She's brilliant, funny, and pretty. I love a woman that doesn't take no one's carp." Lyn lists the reason someone would want to go out with Robin.
"Robin is still in school. She's a weirdo and she's hyper. No one wants to be around all that hyperactivity. She did drama, and that a bad look. To top it all off she's in the band." He shook his head look more disgusted the more he talked about her. Dustin and Lyn looked more annoyed the more he talked.
"Now that you're out of high school, which means you're technically an adult, don't you think it's time you move on from primitive constructs such as popularity?" Dustin looks up from the binocular to give constructive criticism.
"Oh, primitive constructs? That some stupid shit you learned at Camp Know Nothing?" Steve mocks him.
"Camp Know Where, actually, and no, it is shit I learned from life." Dustin gave him the sassy right back. Steve gave a fake impressed nod. "Social standing shouldn't be a factor in someone choosing their partner. It should be about compatibility, like me and Suzie." Dustin gave him a smug smile.
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Trapped
FanfictionRosalyn Henderson loved her brother and mother and that why she hated how she felt trapped by responsibilities that someone her age shouldn't have. Because of those responsibilities, she was going to be trapped in this feeling of misery forever. It...
