𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘵𝘴 ~ 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧

Chapter Five

Chapter Five:
"I Don't Wanna Die"

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Ramona scoffed as Steve told Lucas to go on top of the bus to keep watch. "Can you stop flipping that lighter?"

"No can do, García." Steve smirked, raising the lighter and flipping it again. Ramona rolled her eyes, leaning her head against the red school bus seat. "I would if you'd get your feet off me."

"Aw.. No can do, Harrington." Ramona winked, crossing her ankles and moving her right foot back and forth. Steve huffed, shaking his head as she continuously moved her feet on his lap.

"So you really fought one of these before?" Max crossed her arms, looking in between Steve and Ramona. Steve pursed his lips and nodded. "And you're, like, totally 100% sure it wasn't a bear?"

"It wasn't a bear, red." Ramona shook her head, "It was some weird ass lookin' creature."

"Shit! Don't be an idiot, okay? It wasn't a bear. Why are you even here if you don't believe us?" Dustin snapped, pacing back and forth across the bus.

"Geesh.. Someone's cranky. Past your bedtime?" Max rolled her eyes, standing from her seat and climbing the ladder.

"That's good. Just show her you don't care." Steve smiled, causing Ramona to scoff and roll her eyes.

"I don't." Dustin stopped, "Why are you winking, Steve? Stop."

"Hombres." Ramona shook her head as she reached forward and plucked the open lighter from his hand. She winced when the flame brushed her hand.

"Jesus, what are you? Stupid?" Steve leaned over and took her hand in his. "Let me see."

"What happened to show her you don't care.. hm?"

"Cuida tu boca, chico." Ramona gave him a pointed look, pulling her hand from Steve's, causing the boy to cross his arms. "I'm fine, Steve

"Solo digo." Dustin puffed out his cheeks, shaking his head as he began to pace again.

"You know, I don't like when you guys speak in Spanish.." Steve said, "And J want my lighter back."

"No can do, Harrington." Ramona slipped it into her leopard print jacket. The sound of wailing caused Ramona to jump and look out the window.

"You see him?" Dustin asked quietly.

"No." Steve shook his head, "You?"

"No.." Ramona shook her head quickly.

"Lucas, what's going on?"

"Hold on!" Lucas shouted back.

"Um, I think you guys should come down!" Ramona shouted, leaning closer. "Hey, Dusty roads, can you hand me that.. uh, pole."

Dustin quickly reached behind him and tossed the rusted pole to her.

"I've got eyes! Ten o'clock. Ten.. Ten o'clock!"