daisy1724
When the Mayfields came to Hawkins, people noticed. First there was max, the redhead on a skateboard, fast enough to outrun most boys at school. Then there was Billy, with his car, his temper, and a smile that never reached his eyes.
And then... there was Ruthy.
She wasn't like Max, who kept to herself, or billy, who demanded attention. Ruthy didn't need to try. The moment she walked through Hawkins middle, people looked. Dirty blonde hair, blue eyes framed with dark lashes, and a sharp tongue. The kind of confidence that filled a room. By the end of the week, everyone knew who she was.
To some, she was funny, to most she was downright evil.
To max, she was impossible.
And to dorks who had already seen more than they should've in this town... Ruthy was a problem they didn't want.
But hawkins has a way of pulling everyone into the shadows, whether they want it or not. And Ruthy Mayfield was about to find out that being popular, being sharp, being untouchable...meant nothing when the monsters came.