"Heather, you seriously want to come to me for advice?" He looked at me strangely as I sit on his bed, my pink outfit a contrast to his dark room, I nod and he smiles. He walks up to me and puts his hand under my chin, tilting my head up to look at him. "You gotta promise me one thing though..." I knit my brows together, a sign for him to continue. "Don't fall in love with me, kay?" I roll my eyes and smile shyly, "Oh shut up Munson, you're full of yourself, that would never happen in a million years!" Heather is known as being "Hawkins best and brightest". She hears people say to her everyday she's destined for Harvard or Yale , that she will go to great places. She despised this. Absolutely hated, the goody too-shoes label and so the summer before going into freshman year of College, Summer of 86', is the start of her mean streak, and who else to ask then the man with the "mean and scary" title?
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