Since You Came Back

Since You Came Back

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Hawkins was always peaceful, so the disappearance of Will Byers was a surprise to all. But what was even weirder was when Lizzy Henderson came face to face with a little girl who came out of nowhere, after following her little brother. Soon, she found herself having to fight monsters and bad men with Nancy, Jonathan, and... Steve? King Steve, that prick who thought he was entitled to everything, who never had to work for anything in his life. But what happens when one act of courage shatters everything she thought she knew? When King Steve disappears, leaving behind just Steve? But that would be crazy, right? People like him don't change that much, do they? Steve Harrington x Elizabeth (Lizzy) Henderson Because Steve deserves to have the girl. This story follows the original plot of the series but with my original character in it, her background and her relationships. Every chapter follows one episode.
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I'm boring. I know it. He's not. But he is strange. ──────୨ৎ─────୨ৎ────── Jingling the keys, whipped from my back pocket, the car heaves into life. Just barely. "This hunk o' junk your car?" he yelps over the spluttering engine, beginning to rummage through the cassettes haphazardly and lazily thrown into any-which side pocket. Unamused, I grunt as it finally starts, beginning to roll over the gravelly bumps that make up my drive-way, "Yep. Aren't I lucky?" Steve, now fully involved in snooping, whistles as he whips out a shiny looking one in shades of sapphire, a woman frantically dancing in the centre. "Cyndi Lauper?" he teases, "Really? Wow." "Stop!" I groan, laughing, trying to smack it away from him whilst keeping both eyes stamped on the dim road, "That's totally my sister's." "Oh, yeah?" he snickers, twisting away and checking the back for the track-list, before belting out "But what if girls just wanna have fu-un?"

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